Legacies

Previously on Legacies...

If I return the knife to Malivore, I will be free.

What's Malivore?

It's a hell dimension that consumes creatures

and wipes their existence from the collective conscience.

Yesterday I came into possession

of another Malivore artifact.

Now monsters that shouldn't exist

have been coming after it.

How long do you think it'll be

before the next monster shows up?

Do you think I'm broken? Of course not.

I think your biological mother's

crazy-ass witch ancestors left you

with a legacy of darkness that you have to work through.

I don't ever want to hurt anybody.

I'm here now to help.

I'm surprised that you have time

with all of the private training sessions

you've been doing with Hope Mikaelson.

Speak of the actual devil.

You sure it glowed again?

I sleep with the damn thing under my pillow..

It's hard to miss.

What do you think it's gonna be this time?

Hmm? Cyclops?

Slender Man? Santa?

Well, given our luck, I think it's safe

to rule out Ol' Saint Nick. I don't know.

I mean, Santa Claus is kind of terrifying

when you think about it.

Breaks into your home.

He sees you when you're sleeping.

Not to mention, judge-y.

Hope, I need you to focus. Look, I'm trying.

I just wish that Satan's nightlight

would give us some rest. Yeah.

And I wish that knife was never in our school to begin with,

but it's not like we can change that now.

All we can do is make sure we're not blindsided

by another monster waltzing through our doors.

Too late.

Oh, God.

Uh, girls. What are you doing here?

You're not supposed to get in until tonight.

Mom was able to get us direct into Dulles.

Then faxed, texted and e-mailed you

- our revised itinerary. - I am so sorry.

It's-it's chaos around here.

It's okay, Dad.

We know that you're overwhelmed.

But Europe was amazing.

And seeing Mom was really good.

Jo's covered the bright side.

Far less sunny was waiting for you

in the chilly dark of morning at the terminal

and you not showing up.

In his defense,

um, we've been in crisis mode around here.

Oh, we've heard all about it.

Hope got bamboozled by one of the monsters

and now only two keys separate

the entire supernatural community

from being consumed by a hell portal.

I'm guessing that weird little vase is one of them?

It's an urn, actually.

I don't care what it is.

I care that instead of being welcomed at the airport,

we were forced to take

a three-hour shuttle ride that smelled like an open sewer.

And feet.

Thanks a lot, Hope.

Way to ruin life for the rest of us.

Breathe.

Just breathe.

Come on, you beautiful beast.

Say the magic words.

I wish Hope had never come to this school.

Where did you come from?

Mm. First things first. I'm... Blue.

Y-You're so blue.

My name is Ablah.

And you're obviously a monster.

Would a monster grant your wish?

Holy crap.

You're a freaking genie.

Hmm. Jinni.

And your wish is my command.

Elizabeth.

Rise and shine.

What, you taking the day off, Lizzie B?

Dad, what time is it? I had the weirdest dre...

What happened to your face?

Quit stalling.

It's time... for fight training.

Pass. I'm not really in the mood

to watch Hope be a ninja today, Dad.

Who?

Never mind.

All right. Well, come on. Josie's down at the dock.

Come on. Let's go.

Get out of bed.

I'm so good at this. How am I so good?

Quit bragging. You're losing.

Lizzie, go high.

I'm really proud of you guys.

Help your old man up.

Oh, God.

Oh, yeah.

Our years of training have really paid off.

So, there's, like,

no one else you'd rather be training with?

Well, who else would there be?

Now go get dressed. You're giving a tour in ten minutes,

and I really need you to sell the new recruit on our place.

He's not sure he wants to go here.

Who wouldn't want to go here?

Exactly.

We'll reel him in, Dad. Don't worry.

What would I do without you guys?

Welcome to the Salvatore School.

We're your tour guides.

I'm Josie. I'm Lizzie.

Sisters. Twins.

Fraternal, obvs.

Come on. We'll show you around.

Everybody gets along with everybody here.

For the most part.

The wolves are pretty cliquey.

They mostly like to hang with their... Oh.

This place is a turd stain.

Uh.

The maintenance staff must be on holiday or something.

Um...

Why don't we introduce you to your pack?

Okay.

Where's the pack?

Hey, Jed.

I'm Luis.

Uh...

Your alpha.

Do you think he'll stay?

It's so hard to get anyone to stay.

Well, if these are the breakfast offerings,

it's no wonder.

Where are the pastries?

The Belgian waffles?

The smoothie station?

Right.

I'll tell Dad to add that to the budget

after he pays the gas bill.

Wait.

Are we... poor?

Lizzie, you know how expensive it is to run this place,

how hard it is to get benefactors.

I mean, Damon Salvatore has been

as generous as he can be, but he and Elena

have kids of their own that they need to take care of.

I'm gonna make sure that Dad eats.

He works so hard.

Oh, crap.

Genie?

Genie.

Is she, like, uh, talking to herself?

Genie.

The Saltzman twins are blazing hot.

But the blonde one es muy loco.

Huh.

Genie.

Yeah?

This place sucks.

Hope's dad wrote my mom a big check

to fund the school when it opened,

so no Hope, no funding, no fun.

Fix it.

Oh, is that to be your next wish?

Yes, that will be my... Wait.

I know how this goes.

I waste my first wish

by not being specific enough.

I waste my second one trying to clean up my first,

only to make things worse,

and then my third gets wasted

by wishing that I had never had any wishes in the first place.

I won't fall for it, Genie.

It's Jinni. That's what I said.

I'll beat you at your own game.

Make the best of this rat trap.

Send me back in.

I know, Caroline.

I am sorry I sent you on a fool's errand to Idaho,

but this is an inexact science

and we only have so much to go on.

We'll find new recruits, I promise.

This is how we find new recruits?

Why are you acting so weird today?

Well, no wonder our school is lame.

But fear not, family.

I know how to help.

Where did you get that?