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[#098] My Life is Your Legacy (Legacies)
Theme Prompt: #098 - Legacy
Title: My Life is Now Your Legacy
Fandom: Legacies (The Vampire Diaries Universe)
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 | SPOILERS for S3 of Legacies
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 599
Summary: Hope retreats home to her family to try and find another loophole.
Hope arrives at her aunt’s front door and promptly bursts into tears. She can tell from the look on Freya’s face that she’s already calculating who she’ll have to kill and why, but that doesn’t stop her from wrapping Hope in her arms immediately and holding her close. Hope burrows in, clinging to her aunt like a lifeline, and once her breathing calms and evens out, she pulls back and looks at her aunt desperately.
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Then we’ll figure it out,” Freya replies before steering her inside.
Twenty minutes later she’s bundled on the couch with a hot drink and spilling her guts on everything that’s happening at school. Everything she’s been trying to handle on her own. From the look on Freya’s face, she can tell that it’s too much, that she should have reached out our come home sooner, but there’s nothing she can do about that now.
“I don’t want to die, Aunt Freya.” She looks over, and Freya reaches up to swipe some tears from her face. “I don’t want to be a tribrid. I don’t want to be stuck feeling like this forever.”
“I know, Hope,” Freya replies softly, before taking Hope’s hands in hers. “You don’t have to be anything you don’t want to be. There’s always another way.”
“How do you know?” Hope's lip wobbles. “You couldn’t find a way out for me or Dad with the Hollow.”
“That was different, and your father had a thousand years to live and see the world and do all the things he’s supposed to. You’re only seventeen, love. We’ll find another way.”
“But what if… what if I’m being selfish.” Hope looks down at her hands. “Our family has caused so much harm of the centuries. What if saying no means I make things worse?”
Freya watches her, and Hope knows she doesn’t have an answer. There are only so many loopholes, and eventually she’s going to have to make the hard choice—let Malivore run rampant, or provide the straightforward solution: become a tribrid.
“The fact that you’re asking that question is a good thing, Hope.” Keelin comes around the corner, leaning against the doorframe with Nik resting on her hip. Hope can’t help the involuntary smile as Nik smiles and coos in her direction. “And from what I’ve eavesdropped on this whole situation, a witch, a werewolf and a vampire made Malivore. There’s no reason that a witch, a werewolf and a vampire can’t undo it.”
“We’d have to find the spell they used. Or reverse engineer it somehow,” Freya considers curiously. “I’m sure this is personal for you and your friends, but no one ever said that you can’t ask for help.”
Hope looks at her hands. “I wasn’t sure if they’d take your help.”
“Josie did.”
“Point.” Hope rubs the back of her neck. “Do you really think it could work?”
“Never know until we try.” Freya moves, crouching in front of her niece. “But you aren’t alone in this, Hope. I know our family’s legacy is heavy, but you still have us to help you. Always.”
Hope nods, before her mouth twists up into a small smile. “Always and forever, right?”
“Exactly,” Freya nods. “But we don’t have to worry about that now. I am going to make dinner while you spend some time with your cousin, and in the morning we’ll get started.”
Hope nods as she eagerly takes Nik from Keelin with a smile before turning back to her aunts. “Thank you.”
Keelin nods before smiling in return. “That’s what family’s for.”
Title: My Life is Now Your Legacy
Fandom: Legacies (The Vampire Diaries Universe)
Rating/Warnings: PG-13 | SPOILERS for S3 of Legacies
Bonus: Yes.
Word Count: 599
Summary: Hope retreats home to her family to try and find another loophole.
Hope arrives at her aunt’s front door and promptly bursts into tears. She can tell from the look on Freya’s face that she’s already calculating who she’ll have to kill and why, but that doesn’t stop her from wrapping Hope in her arms immediately and holding her close. Hope burrows in, clinging to her aunt like a lifeline, and once her breathing calms and evens out, she pulls back and looks at her aunt desperately.
“I don’t know what to do.”
“Then we’ll figure it out,” Freya replies before steering her inside.
Twenty minutes later she’s bundled on the couch with a hot drink and spilling her guts on everything that’s happening at school. Everything she’s been trying to handle on her own. From the look on Freya’s face, she can tell that it’s too much, that she should have reached out our come home sooner, but there’s nothing she can do about that now.
“I don’t want to die, Aunt Freya.” She looks over, and Freya reaches up to swipe some tears from her face. “I don’t want to be a tribrid. I don’t want to be stuck feeling like this forever.”
“I know, Hope,” Freya replies softly, before taking Hope’s hands in hers. “You don’t have to be anything you don’t want to be. There’s always another way.”
“How do you know?” Hope's lip wobbles. “You couldn’t find a way out for me or Dad with the Hollow.”
“That was different, and your father had a thousand years to live and see the world and do all the things he’s supposed to. You’re only seventeen, love. We’ll find another way.”
“But what if… what if I’m being selfish.” Hope looks down at her hands. “Our family has caused so much harm of the centuries. What if saying no means I make things worse?”
Freya watches her, and Hope knows she doesn’t have an answer. There are only so many loopholes, and eventually she’s going to have to make the hard choice—let Malivore run rampant, or provide the straightforward solution: become a tribrid.
“The fact that you’re asking that question is a good thing, Hope.” Keelin comes around the corner, leaning against the doorframe with Nik resting on her hip. Hope can’t help the involuntary smile as Nik smiles and coos in her direction. “And from what I’ve eavesdropped on this whole situation, a witch, a werewolf and a vampire made Malivore. There’s no reason that a witch, a werewolf and a vampire can’t undo it.”
“We’d have to find the spell they used. Or reverse engineer it somehow,” Freya considers curiously. “I’m sure this is personal for you and your friends, but no one ever said that you can’t ask for help.”
Hope looks at her hands. “I wasn’t sure if they’d take your help.”
“Josie did.”
“Point.” Hope rubs the back of her neck. “Do you really think it could work?”
“Never know until we try.” Freya moves, crouching in front of her niece. “But you aren’t alone in this, Hope. I know our family’s legacy is heavy, but you still have us to help you. Always.”
Hope nods, before her mouth twists up into a small smile. “Always and forever, right?”
“Exactly,” Freya nods. “But we don’t have to worry about that now. I am going to make dinner while you spend some time with your cousin, and in the morning we’ll get started.”
Hope nods as she eagerly takes Nik from Keelin with a smile before turning back to her aunts. “Thank you.”
Keelin nods before smiling in return. “That’s what family’s for.”
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