The Young and Gifted

80. uproar and turbulence

Kaura knew where the Legendarium was. It was at the house they had all grown up in. Deep down, she knew that that was the place Josie would always bounce to because it reminded her of a time where they were hole. Now, Kaura and the twins had their feuds, her parents were divorced and she was lonely. But no matter what, the halls of their home would always have the memories.

But as she promised, she wasn't incorporating herself anymore. It hurt to know that she had killed her best friend, the only person who was as wicked and mean as her. Lizzie...Lizzie had her moments but what Kaura had with Penelope was something nobody could match. Her lifeless eyes haunted her at night. Her magic was only a reminder of the terrible things she had done. Now I understand why Ric and Caroline didn't want me to touch that side of myself. And for Mason...even though she had brought him back, she still felt equally as guilty. What if mom hadn't been there to help me? What if magic denied me because of how much it hated her? What if?

And then she found herself opening the drawer of letters and what she read was what she didn't want to hear and what she wanted to hear at the same time.

Dear Caroline,

By now, you would have gotten the news. I'm sorry. If I had a chance to do things differently, I would have. But unfortunately, the cards weren't stacked in my favor. Remember that one time when we were kids and we had a sleepover with Elena? Your mom must have thought we were annoying because we kept eating all the cookies. She sent us to bed early and banished us from the jar all week. I remember in the middle of the night, while you all were sleeping, I got another craving and snuck off into the kitchen in the middle of the night. She caught me obviously and I expected her to yell and send me home but she didn't. She told me, "Sometimes, we have to break the rules to be happy. Sometimes the world is going to push you, throw you and try to break you. The only thing you can do is survive it and hope you're strong enough for the next storm." I didn't understand it then but as I write this, I do. She was telling me to be strong enough to do what made me happy, even when I was getting beaten down. And knowing that Hope is alive, knowing that New Orleans, my home, isn't plagued with danger makes me happy. It gave me enough strength to do what I did. Kai and I...we were good. I'll admit that it was nothing of what I expected but that's the hardship of love. And as a result, our beautiful baby girl was the answer to said love. Her name is Kaura. She's gorgeous. I don't even have to see her alive to know that. When she is old enough to know, tell her that Kai and I loved her so much. And that no matter what, she will always have a family, one that is strong enough to fight for her to make her happy. As a final wish, I want you to enroll her at the Salvatore Boarding School. Damon told me that it was in memory of Stefan and I trust no place else to guide her with her magic. Teach her the basics, not to fall in love with stupid boys, to be an independent lady. Tell her about her cousins, Josette and Elizabeth. I'm sure Kai would say this but don't let her get bullied. Teach how to be the bully. And for godsakes, don't let her try drugs. No offence but Jeremy was enough. I would also recommend you enroll Hope Mikaelson but that is a decision you'll have to make for yourselves because I can guarantee that there will be trouble. Hope needs to understand her magical abilities to its fullest and if she doesn't...I don't expect you guys to want to withhold the destruction. But she's a good kid, she grew up in a respectful family. If you do accept her, treat her as if she was my daughter as well. I can sense that both Hope and Kaura will easily grow into the most powerful women in the world. Tell everyone that I love them and that I already miss them. But if anyone makes a fuss about my choice, you have my full blessing to religiously kick their ass.

With love and kisses, 

Her tears stained the sheet of paper and she couldn't help but smile. So there she was, standing in front of the golden glowing book. The pages itself had caused so much uproar and turbulence for her.

"It's calling to you too, huh?" Dark Josie mused and Kaura turned to her. "Our bloodline owns the book."

"You knew I would find it, didn't you?"

She laughed. "Of course I did."

"Why?"

"Because out of all them, you're the only one who can see through the shards of corruption. You're the only one who is part of that darkness and that is why I trust you the most."

"Really? What if I just...siphoned of the book? Your whole career would be over," Kaura drawled as her gaze fell to the magical artifact.

"You can't siphon from the book, courtesy to our ancestors. The Legendarium is too powerful."

Kaura smiled and flipped her hair aside. "I preferred you when you were reading smut when you thought nobody noticed." And then she turned to the book, placing her hand on top of it. "Im faciens a paciscor."

Darkness erupted all around them and Kaura blinked to find herself in a dark abyss. "Welcome, Kaura Bennett-Parker, to the Legendarium. I am the keeper of the earliest of creatures of time and you are from the bloodline that created me."

"My ancestors were idiots. But I'm not here to remind you of that."

"Is that so? How may I help you then?"

"Take me instead. I want to be the Master."

"And what makes your offer better than what I already have?"

"Because I'm a Bennett Parker. I've almost mastered my Initial Conjuration, I can compel witches, my magic is immortal," she said as she tapped her foot impatiently. "Do I have to keep listing reasons why I am better than Josie? Because we'll be here all day."

The Legendarium didn't respond immediately and she could feel the thrum of its thoughts. And then is boomed, "Very well."

In a flash, her vision instantly darkened and Kaura turned to see Josie standing there. Regardless of what she had just said about the witch, she didn't mean it. Out of it all, she felt responsible for what she did to Penelope because it hurt Josie.

The witch didn't seem to be grief-stricken though. Instead, she demanded, "What are you doing?"

"Saving the damn world. I don't understand the hype," she rolled her eyes. "Quite frankly, I have much better things to do."

"I can't let you do this—"

"Aw, that's flattering, Josie," she said with fake interest. "But I don't think it was a question. Give me the key."

"No."

"Give me the key," she snared and Josie took a step back, hiding the hand that hat the ring behind her back. Kaura noticed this and flicked her wrist and whispered, "Vole vers moi." The jewelry flew into her hand and she examined it. Now that her magic was in check, she wasn't too concerned about wearing jewelry. She looked at Josie's afflicted face of betrayal before saying, "Pleasure doing business with you. Tell everyone to hurry the fuck up before things really go to shit."

And then she slipped the ring on.

*

Ric cleared his throat and addressed the Main Hall. With all their memories back, they knew how lethal the monsters could get. With Amores, the Taur Brothers, and the Cyclops. So Dorian made sure that most of the vampires and werewolves were armed. The witches had their own protection and all the kids and people who couldn't help themselves were brought to safety.

 "We weren't ready last time but this time we know what to expect. I'm not letting this school burn down. We worked too hard, cherished this campus too hard. If we have to fight hard too, then so be it," Ric declared and the students all grunted their appraisal, ready for whatever the Legendarium was going to throw at them this time. 

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