"Love and Pain." ~~~~~~A LEGACIES STORY

Chapter 13: Triggered

"So you have a twin?" Alaric stares from me to my twin laying on the couch. He's probably thinking if I knew about this.

"Yes, but I swear I knew nothing about her."

He nods. "No. I believe you." Relief washes over me.

"Hope wake her up." Hope follows his instructions and my twin wakes up. Her expression is anger and hatred.

"Let's starts simple. What's your name?" Alaric pulls a chair in front of her.

"I'll never tell you anything about myself. All you need to know is that you're all going to be dead soon enough. Once we get the urn Malivoire will be halfway complete." She starts to laugh.

She looks up at me. "Hey sis. I could talk to you alone."

Alaric looks back at me and I give him a nod. Hope turns towards me. "No. No way. We don't know what she's capable of."

"It's okay, Hope. I can handle this."

Hope nods. "I'll be right outside. If she makes one move-"

"I'll scream so loud they could hear me in Africa."

She smiles at me and turns towards the twin me. Once she closes the door, my twin starts talking.

"It's been a while since I seen you."

"Funny because I've never seen you a day in my life. What's your name?"

"Alexandra. I have watched you since the day I knew about you."

"Why were you secret? Mom and Dad has never mentioned you."

Alexandra looks hurt by what I said. "I was going to be the evil one. You were going to be the normal one. Mom and Dad kept me hidden so that your little mind could stay sane. I was always a prisoner to the world of Malivoire. I got to watch you live your life and it made me hate you."

"Don't make it seem like some big adventure. I was alone since the age of seven. I have been unloved."

Alexandra rolls her eyes. She looks exactly like me except she doesn't dress like me. She has on a black dress with a leather jacket and heels. Her makeup is heavy too.

"Sucks for you. How about try never having a life. Always having to follow directions. Every decision being made for you. You know I've never even had a relationship let alone a friend."

"Why are you here?"

Alexandra watches me as I sit down. "You know why I'm here. I'm here to kill you guys."

"No. I won't allow it."

"I will kill every last person here."

"Stop."

"Maybe I will start with our brothers. Oooh or maybe I start with your little girlfriend, Hope Mikaelson."

Anger takes over me. I walk up to her and grab her by the neck. "If you dare touch her I will kill you. You got that?" When I let go, she laughs.

"You're pathetic. You may think you're strong but I know a lot more about this world. You won't stand a chance. After today, Hope Mikaelson will be dead."

My breath is out of control. I'm full on panting. "I said stopppp!"

The room starts to shake. Objects fall off of the table.

Hope and Alaric come running in. "Alexa stop!"
Before they could stop me, I twist my hand causing Alexandra's neck to snap. She lays there, dead.

"Oh no."

Hope looks at me with disappointment, and fear. My anger boils down. My attention goes to my dead sister. "Oh no. I killed her. I killed someone."

Tears sting my eyes. "I triggered my curse."

Hope walks towards me. "Hey, Alexa. You okay?"

"No."

I turn around and run out the door. Students watch me as I run past them. Bringing attention to myself isn't the best thing to do right now, but my mind isn't on that.

My room is still. It feels cool almost like it's trying to freeze me to death or suffocate me. The sky gets darker and darker. My tears are no longer coming. All I feel now is emptiness, a numbness.

Someone knocks at my door. "Hey." Rafael and Landon come walking in. "Hope filled us in on what happened."

They both sit down next to me. "You know I've never been through this, but I watched Rafael go through it. I'll be here to help."

Rafael nods. "Me too."

"Thanks guys."

"Can we give you that hug now?"

"Ugh. Why not?" They both hug me and we stay like that for a moment. We smile. "I guess I'm officially not a witch anymore."

Rafael breaks the hug. "Hey. Being a witch is overrated. Werewolves are the way to go."

He winks at me. Landon joins in, "Yeah. If I was Supernatural I would totally take the werewolf route."

"Yeah whatever." Landon and Rafael leave out of my room. They tell me that I should sleep. In the middle of the night, Hope comes into my room. I instantly wake up.

"Hey. Feeling better?"

"A little, but not really." She sits down on my bed and signals for me to continue.

"It's just ever since I found out I was a witch, I wanted to get rid of it. To get rid of being Supernatural. Now that it's really gone, I want it back. Not because it helped me blow things away or explode something, but because I've always wanted to be closer to my family. Being a witch made me feel closer. I just wish I could be a witch and a werewolf."

Hope is quiet for a moment. She smiles at me. "What if there was a way?"

She reaches into her pocket pulling out a necklace. "I made this before your evil twin came to me."

My mind had completely wiped that from my mind. Hope has been helping me all day, but I forgot my evil twin had opened a healing wound. My first reaction is guilt.

"I'm really sorry about that."

She shakes her head almost laughing. "Don't worry. It wasn't you. You would never do that. Anyways, this necklace is a way to allow you to be a witch-werewolf hybrid. As long as you have it on, you are connected to both sides of your family."

My tears return. She actually went out of her way to make sure that I was able to be myself.

"How did you know I would want this?"

She shrugs. "I didn't, but a long time ago my mom had told me to be every bit of myself. I figured your parents would feel the same."

"I thought this was against the rules."

"I guess being the strongest in the world has its perks."

Hope stands up telling me to stand up too. She puts the necklace on me. I thank her and she blushes. She really is beautiful. Her eyes are dancing again and her smile is huge. We stay in my room talking and laughing. We lose track of time, and soon we fall asleep.

My head is on her chest. Our hands interlocked. Her arm around me. We both feel comfortable. Before we fell asleep, Hope whispers. "I really like you Alexa."

"I really like you too, Hope." With that, we both fall asleep.