MUSIC WARNING!!!! this chapter has a musical moment. i'm keeping it because the moment correlates to the story. & my 13-15 year old self loved music, musicals, etc & i KNOWWW if legacies had sofia carson they'd have her sing too. so if you comment "second hand embarrassment" "ew" blah blah blah i will come for you<3. this story means a lot to me & a lot of what i was going through i healed through music & writing, especially when i wrote this fic. so...be nice, skip it if you want, i don't care. but i've warned you multiple times so if you're still gonna be a dick, don't get upset when i am a dick right back. this shit was fun i don't care what y'all say.
screw endgame
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Dr. Saltzman looks at the three of us. "Let me get this straight." Alaric says, sitting down. The four of us stand in the library, MG sitting on a table while Kaleb stands near by. I sit in a chair, my feet resting on the table MG sits on. "You don't know who this vampire is or how he got down there, just that he's been desiccated for some unknown reason, and he wants you three to wake him up."
The vamps and I all look at each other. "That pretty much covers it." MG shrugs.
Alaric turns to look at me. "And why didn't you tell me when they called?" Asks Alaric.
I raise a brow. "You looked busy with your father daughter drama." The two boys look at each other awkwardly, and I shrug.
"Well, unless I'm missing something I would say let him rot." Alaric says, giving his opinion.
Kaleb rolls his eyes. "We don't even know what he's doing down there in the first place." He says.
Alaric clasps his hands together, giving us a simple shrug as he leans back on a table. "Neither do I, but it's safe to say that no one is desiccated for being too nice." He counters.
"Okay, but that doesn't mean he's guilty." Kaleb argues. "And even if he is, what crime equals that kind of time?"
"Hypothetically, the slaughter of a couple dozen villages." Says Ric. He eyeballs MG, who hasn't said a word. "You're awfully quiet over there, MG."
He looks at me for help. Knowing I'm not saying anything, he stammers. "Um I'm I'm leaning Kaleb's way on this one. Vamps before...non-vamps." He says awkwardly. Kaleb gives him a what the hell look. I giggle, shaking my head.
"I know I'm not in charge here anymore. Now, if you want my vote, I say don't do anything till you know more about this guy."
"I-I respect that, Dr. Saltzman, but he said he'll leave town. We should at least give him a shot to keep his word." MG rambles.
