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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 FORTY-FOUR.
[44] . We're Not Worthy.
【 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 ONE】
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❝ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ❞
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IT HAS BEEN TWO weeks since Lucas had unleashed hell upon the Salvatore School. And within those two weeks, he did not want to come out from the cells. He was afraid of what he'd do. Or at least that's what they all thought.
Lucas heard footsteps approaching and he had already known who it could've been.
"Oh good, my favorite villains." Lucas smiles as he stood from the seat. "It's been two weeks, do you think that's enough time?"
Brooklyn shrugged. "It should be. They already forgave you."
Alyssa nodded in agreement. "They don't suspect a thing."
Lucas smiled. "Great, do you have it?"
"Yeah, give me your arm," Brooklyn says
The Nephilim made his way towards the girl, and she stuck the syringe into his skin and injected the Grace back into him.
"Sucks I don't have the black magic." Lucas huffs
"We're working on that," The witch smirks
"So, what do I do now? When can I get out of this hell hole?" Lucas questions taking a seat.
Alyssa sighed. "So here's what you missed. Hope is in a sleeping coma and won't wake until she knows you're back to normal. And Landon is still dead and we've got a field day."
"How the hell is Hope going to know when I'm back to myself?" Lucas questions. "And who the hell is letting me out."
"That's when Alaric comes in—literally. He should be making his way back over here to the cells soon. Just sweet talk him and you'll be free." Brooklyn answers
Lucas hummed. "I like that, Alright. Shoo! Go to the Field Day. I'll see you two there."
The two girls smiled before making their way out of the cell. With that, Lucas sat there waiting for Alaric to come in. And just as the girls said, There the headmaster was walking through the halls. Lucas instantly lowered his head in a saddening way.
"Luc, you there?" Alaric says softly, walking up towards the cell. "It's been two weeks, It's time you come back out. It was the black magic in your head. I sent the girls back in here to give you your Grace because I trust you."
No response.
Alaric sighed. "Well, I brought someone."
"Lucas?."
Lucas glanced up and his eyes fell onto Hope who had a worried face.
Lucas narrowed his eyes. "W-What are you doing here?"
Hope glanced at Alaric, who left the room. With that, she walked towards the cells. "I heard about what you did."
"I'm pretty sure everyone knows."
The Tribrid sighed. "You've got to come back, Luc. It's been two weeks, they all are alive. They had their protection spells."
"I don't deserve it," Lucas says. "Don't waste your time Hope."
"you're right, you don't deserve it. But you somehow got it back, and I think that's amending." Hope says with a tone of annoyance. "Get off your ass. We need your help."
Lucas furrowed his brows. "With that exactly?"
The Tribrid didn't respond but instead, she opened the cell door and walked away. Lucas was hesitant to follow but he took slow steps, and finally caught up to her.
"It's good to know that worked," Alaric sighed
Lucas's brows furrowed before he turned and noticed that Hope was no longer there.
"What did you do?" Lucas growled
"We need your help."
"With what?"
Through the door came the Necromancer holding onto Landon. Throwing him into the school aggressively.
"Landon?" Rafael says in shock before trying to run-up to the boy and hugs him.
Lucas shook his head. "Landon isn't there. He's still dead, it's just his spirit."
"Ding Ding Ding." The Necromancer smiled
"This— I'm in possession of the phoenix's infuriatingly stubborn spirit." The Necromancer explained. "But the dark magic I was promised remains out of my grasp until birdbrain here returns from the dead. Now all I need to do is drop him back into his body, and we can all go about our merry business."
Alaric furrowed his brows. "And why haven't you gone so yet?"
The little pillock won't come back!"
Lucas kept a look on Landon.
He sure as hell did want Kirby back. Maybe old Lucas, but not this one. He was late for Field Day, and the girls were definitely going to be upset.
Lucas took a deep breath in before grabbing The Necromancer and pulling him to the side. "What are you doing? I thought we had a deal!"
"Our deal can't move forward with Landon Kirby being stubborn!" The Necromancer huffed.
"Well. Fix. It. Are you telling me you're not powerful enough to force him into his body!"
The Necromancer scoffed. "Not powerful enough? I am the lord of the restless dead. The judge of all men's fates. I swim laps in the River Styx. But even I have—limitations." he groans. "Technically, I can only raise a spirit to life if the spirit or the host is willing."
"Well, that's a big technicality!" Alaric huffed
"At least it matches his ego." Landon joked
The Necromancer rolled his eyes. "Never has a soul been so stubborn as to refuse my gracious offer to return to this realm."
"Fine. We will convince Landon, okay? But what about Hope?" Alaric questions
"Oh, honestly, the last thing I need is Tribrid hellfire raining down on me over this, so maybe us chaps just keep this under our chapeaus until—" The Necromancer was cut off when Alaric grabbed him by the collar.
"What did you do to her!?" Alaric shouts
"Hey, man. This monster has your girl. You aren't a little worried?" Rafael whispers to Lucas.
Lucas furrowed his brows. "Why the hell would I—I mean—I am, but Ric has it under control."
"What is he blathering about?" The Necromancer asks Lucas.
"Time to act," Lucas whispers to himself, before walking towards the monster. "She won't wake up. And we think that it has something to do with black magic. Aka, you!" he shouts
The Necromancer shook his head. "That's not me. I haven't even gotten full use of the magic yet."
Alaric sighed as he turned towards Lucas who seemed bored. "You think you can work on Landon while I figure out what happened to Hope? I promise I'll get her back."
"I really hope you do," Lucas says tightly smiling as the man walked away.
Landon shook his head. "Luc, You should go help, Dr.Saltzman."
"Yeah, I will. Right after you bring your stubborn ass back." Lucas snarks
Landon shook his head. "I can't!"
"See? He's an unreasonable, ungrateful git." The Necromancer states in annoyance.
Landon rolled his eyes. "Do you think I want you to get any of that black magic?" he says to the monster.
That's when Lucas's eyes widened a bit. "That's the reason why you won't come back?" Lucas asks in annoyance. "Literally, everybody else was cool with it, you fallow-breathed toad."
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey," Rafael says taking ahold of him. "You're not helping. We all want the same thing, right?"
"I guess."
"All right, let me talk to him alone," Rafael says quietly. "Well—not alone but you know."
"You two have one hour! Okay? One!" The monster says walking away.
With that, the two tried their best to understand why Landon didn't want to come back. They even wrote down all the reasonings on a whiteboard, but none of which he was saying made sense.
"I'm not following any of this," Rafael says with furrowed brows.
Landon sighed. "Look, if I stay dead, The Necromancer doesn't get the dark magic that he wants, Malivore can't use the phoenix as a vessel, and everyone that I love will stay safe and alive. Also, we won't have to worry about Lucas being dragged back down."
Lucas snorted. "Trust me, buddy. That should be the least of your concerns. Hope is literally in a hero coma, and as she told me hero lives always lead to tragedy."
Landon shrugged. "Okay. So what do you want me to do? Let the bad guy win?"
"Lan, out there the bad guy wins every day. You know that as well as I do." Lucas shouts. "Bad guy has been beating your asses since day one. So why does this gotta be the time that you stop fighting back?"
"I can't risk you being taken over by that dark magic again," Landon says shaking his head. "Come on, it can't be so bad. I could float over teachers' desks and get us test answers. I could, I could, I could, I could drift around the hallways and see what girls are into you. Ghost wingman."
Lucas narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, and then Hope will come back and kick my ass for allowing you to stay dead."
"She'll understand."
"Maybe, but that doesn't change the fact that you aren't the hero, Lan!" Lucas huffs.
Rafael's eyes widened. "Wait, I have an idea," he says running out the room. Once Rafael found The Necromancer he ran towards him. "To bring back Landon, you only need the spirit or the host to be willing, right?"
"Correct."
"And what is the status of the spirit?"
"Unwilling."
"So I want you to put his spirit in me."
Now, this is where things start getting interesting.