Legacies: Next Gen -Book 2

1)The Salvatore School

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Alexander's POV:

Once upon a time there was this Bennett witch. Who casted a powerful curse that gave him everything he ever wanted in the small little town he called home

Or so he thought...

It still wasn't enough. He felt lonely. Broken. And eventually his mind came to rest, letting go of his dream reality, returning to the real world

In doing so he eventually found himself a family. A family to last. And though they lived happily... it didn't look to be ever after

My name is Alexander Bennett. I come from the lines of two very complicated family histories. The Bennetts, who were classed as servants of nature and in turn looked towards as good and another my dad has tried to keep me away from

And behind the gates of this school; my home, is where I would finally learn all about my family history, which were more like family secrets

I've lived at the Salvatore School for the supernatural that my three parents founded ever since I was a young boy along with my two sisters

The gates that surrounds us help to protect this secret from the ordinary human outsiders in the town. But sometimes I have a feeling its also to protect them from us

Trust me when I say witches can be unpredictable. Speaking of the unpredictable, tonight under the light of the full moon, someone will be joining us changing the course of our lives, forever

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Mystic Falls,
The Woods Home,
Fabian Woods POV:

Welcome to our small town, known only as Mystic Falls

This is an isolated sort of town where the community love to come together to try and make our tiny town a big place. It's usually a quiet and pleasant town to live in, until theirs an event on which you will be unavoidable even if you tried

This is the type of town that exists only in books and TV shows, where everything bad happens to it but ultimately brings a happy ending to all its citizens

A town built on family. A working society who are blissfully unaware and ignorant to the dangers that lie in the shadows and alleyways of this historical place that we call home

The beginning of my story, from how I see it, started with what happened on this dark and stormy, moonfilled night

With a loud crash echoing thoughout my house, I awoke, heart beating fast as if it knew something in which my brain didn't register yet. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes a loud scream, which sounded like my mother, came from downstairs

I slowly hopped out of bed, due to only just having woken up, and picked up my baseball bat that was hung on the wall beside my bed, that my dad had bought me, forgetting to put on a shirt as there was no time to lose, I mean anything could be happening down there

I carefully trekked down the stairs as flashes of light from the storm outside entered the window next to me which creepily lit my way down the steps as if it was leading me, wanting me to see what was down here

Looking down over the stair banister, leading into the living room, I turned to see my mother laying on the floor. My feet sped up and ran into the room but were stopped upon seeing the sight of them both

My mother and father laying beside one another, not moving on the ground below with a figure standing above them

The thing turned around glitching, phasing in and out of reality with eyes from hell that fell into my soul. It walked towards me and reached its arm out but before it touched me another arm shadow arm reached over the glitches shoulder and dragged it into the ground making it disappear from my sights