Victor’s POVI despised him. I despised them all but no amount of my hatred could ever surpass the vile I felt for him.He sat in his chair staring at me from his glasses, elbows placed on his desk and fingers intertwined together. He held a silent expression, watching but if one stared just enough then at the right moment would they see the smile underneath.Flashbacks attacked me instantly with the presence of his face in the dark room where my pain lived. I had been inflicted by so much bullying that for the first time in my life, my soul lost meaning and all it could think about was what it would be like to kill someone. To watch their face beg for their life the same way I begged them to set me free from their torture.I used to think that those sort of thoughts solely belonged to monsters. Only monsters had thoughts like that and only the devil took lives, yet here I was.It wasn’t like I chose to become like this. I did come to this man and begged for something to be done to me

Victor’s POVI couldn’t say if I truly regretted killing Richard Krueger or not.If I said that I did regret it, then why did the feeling of his skull being crushed by my fists instantly with just one punch during training fill me with so much euphoria and excitement? Why then did I smile when I saw his bleeding form on the ground unmoving? Was it because I had for some reason avenged the crimes done to me? Or was it because there was no other choice for anyone in this academy but to become a blood-thirsty maniac?Still, I couldn’t say I liked it either because regardless of it being a thrilling experience I also got nothing in return. Richard Krueger was dead but the suffering he inflicted on me was still very much alive.In a way, it kept him living, in the very core of my brain causing me to be severely unable to function. I still saw him everywhere and the smell of blood had become a constant thing to me. I didn’t like that either.I remembered my hands shaking—trembling—and blood

Ariana’s POVAfter Victor’s death, everything changed, flipping my life around in a complete one-eighty.Suddenly I was thrust into the limelight, with stares that used to be filled with contempt now filled with praises and glory. Everyone treated me as though I was a savior, singing testimonies of how I saved the school from an untimely disaster.Principal Remus especially seemed to have taken great value to me. He now treated me fondly, spoke highly of me to others and even promoted me, changing my living quarters to an upsized one that had a guest room to spare with food being served to me in my room per my request.I hadn’t gotten used to it yet since it all was just so sudden and I still didn’t understand what I’d done to deserve it. What was done could’ve been done by anyone.It probably would’ve been easier on my part if Victor was still alive, if he still lived and could experience the world the way he dreamed of. Then, I would be able to stomach the praises I received.Now, I

(Leo/Damon)’s POVSome hours Earlier before visiting Ariana***“You cannot handle the body you’ve possessed.” I taunted Leo.He laughed at me, “You forget I was created out of you and that we exist as an entity. I cannot possess what is mine. But I can try.” He smirked.He was right, more so because he chose not to kill me when Klaus asked him too. We existed interchangeably yet were both birthed from the same placenta.Leo was smart, in a way that his intelligence was well matched for bodies of evil like Klaus. He was able in mere seconds to free both him and myself from the grasps of Klaus’ control, without his knowledge.Even more impressively, he kept it hidden from him and has been successfully pulling it off.It was as though we were Siamese twins but instead of being conjoined by flesh, we were conjoined at the root of a soul that belonged to the both of us.Still… his avid intolerance for Ariana was something that I couldn’t tolerate.It didn’t matter if we lived through each

Ariana’s POVA crowd of students were already gathered around the building. Gasps and murmurs filled the air as everyone waited for the student to fall.“What… what are we going to do ma’am?” Sigil asked frantically and just as I opened my confused mouth to talk, the unexpected happened.It was like a movie, something out of touch with reality, only that it was not. This was real. The student was falling.At that moment seeing his body falling from such an immense height reminded me of Victor and my failure to save him.I remembered telling Damon about it last night, how I could barely even breathe sometimes when I remembered him and my inadequacy to help him on time. It kept me up at night most times when I didn’t have work to distract me. That guilt. It ate me alive.”‘You did what you could, even Victor knew that. Whether or not it was enough doesn’t matter. It has passed and so has he, on his own will. He’s resting now, you should too.’ That was what had Damon said to me.Doing wh