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My name is Hope Mikaelson. I come from a long line of the villains in the tales you've heard about vampires, werewolves, witches, and everything in-between. The school behind these gates protects the secrets of people like me.
My name is Elizabeth Saltzman. I come from a line of heroes in the tales you've heard about vampires, werewolves, and witches, and all of team other. My father founded this school for people like me and my sister.
My name is Josette Saltzman. My biological mother was a witch, and I was adopted by a vampire. My father is a hunter. Or was. Before he founded the school for all the things he was supposed to hunt. This school is a safeplace for people like us.
We protect the school from a creature named Malivore.
Or we did.
Before one of those creatures sent us back in time.
To the stories we were told about as kids.
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Legacies aren't Legacies Anymore.
FanfictionWhat would happen, if one day while at the Salvatore Boarding School, there was another monster attack. But this time it wasn't a Cyclops or Dragon. No it was much worse. It was the pagan god, Kronos (Cronus), of time. It has a plan to get rid of Ma...