A/N: Hey, Readers! This Blair adventure is going to be a little bit different. Mystic Falls Blair didn't cast a spell to get sent to her Alter's body in another Reality in this story. In this story, it's all Blair's Alter with no Mystic Falls Blair interference. Hope that makes sense and hope y'all enjoy the story. Thanks for reading!

Before there was light, there were Angels. One moment darkness the next, Heaven was bright with glorious beings. It was perfect…It did not last. Lucifer revolted against God. A line was drawn in paradise. A war began. Every Angel was forced to choose the holiness of Heaven or the chaos that roiled outside. One Angel refused, believing the only thing worth fighting for was a force we now call love. Cast out of Heaven, this Angel did not fall alone. Every Angel who had yet to choose fell in a flash of almighty fury. These are the Fallen. Exiled from Heaven, they wander the Earth banished until the rebel Angel abandons love and takes a side.

Among the Fallen, there was one Angel who – while they were not the rebel Angel and did not love the human, procreated with them. The mother did not survive the birth of this Nephilim – this Cursed One, born with the Curse that once they die they will come back again and again in different lives as different people. The more this happens the less and less they will remember who they truly are and what they are capable of.

Unfortunately for the Cursed Ones, one Curse is always tethered to another.

Blair Alden Han – scratch that. She hadn't been Blair Alden Han since her adoption when she was a kid. So, Blair Price sat next to her sister Lucinda in the back seat of their family's car as their parents drove them to their new school. A boarding school that could deal with troubled youth. Well, Blair and Lucinda may not be sisters by blood but they certainly shared the 'troubled youth gene'.

Since Lucinda was listening to her music and looking out the window, Blair didn't attempt to create any form of conversation. No point in trying with her parents either because they certainly weren't in the mood to talk right now.

With a heavy sigh, Blair pulled out her admittance folder to Sword and Cross Academy from her bag on the floor. This place was supposed to help their students learn courage, integrity, trust, and all that other good stuff. Blair rolled her eyes at the perky photographs and shoved the folder back into her bag.

As she turned to look out the window, she moved some of her purple-streaked hair out of her face. Blair certainly loved her purple. That was evident based off not only her hair but her nail polish, her purple rabbit's foot keychain, and other tidbits here and there. Blair looked at her reflection in the mirror and figured they'd probably make her dye her purple streaks back to black and that was something she wasn't looking forward to.

Looking past her reflection, Blair saw the scenery pass her by. While it was probably lovely on a clear day, it was currently dreary as heck. In fact, it looked like that fog scene straight out of Silent Hill. Okay, that was likely a stretch since the fog wasn't that dense, but it was pretty damn close. At least it was to Blair.

Blair just about jumped out of her skin when she heard Lucinda ask, "Is that it?", because things had been so quiet during the drive for so long.

"It must be," their father replied as he approached the gates to the Academy. After a couple moments, the gates were opened by two men and they were allowed to drive on through.

"Holy shit," Blair said with awe as they pulled up to the Academy. "It's a fucking castle."

"Language, Blair," her mother scolded.

"English?" Blair answered innocently then held up her hands in surrender when her father glared at her in the rearview mirror. Once the car came to a stop, they all got out and Blair went to Lucinda's side. She draped her arm across her sister's shoulders, asking, "You think we'll survive this place?"

"We'll be fine." Lucinda gave her a look that expressed the words she just said and went to give her father a hug.

Blair approached their mother and hugged her. "Love you."

"I wish I knew how to help you girls." Mrs Price felt like a failure because she couldn't help either of her daughters.

"Like Luce said, we'll be fine." Blair gave her mother an assuring smile before giving her father a goodbye hug.

Mrs Price went into her jacket pocket and pulled out two small gifts. "These aren't much, but I wanted my girls to have something to open on their birthday." She sniffled and handed Blair and Lucinda their presents. To that day, Mrs Price thought it was fate or something gave the daughter she adopted and the one she gave birth to the same birthday. She felt it made them all connected on a more deeper level.

Blair, who was pretty strong until that moment, sniffled a bit. "Thanks, Mom." After their final hugs and goodbyes, Blair and Lucinda stood in front of the steps and watched as their parents drove off. Now it was time to face the music.

The sisters turned around and looked up at the ominous presence of the Academy. Blair hefted up her purple (of course) duffel bag. "Want to make a run for it? I say we make a run for it." She happened to look up at one of the windows and spotted a cute guy looking down at them. "Then again, if he's a sample of what's to come, maybe we should go inside."

Lucinda looked up and saw who Blair was referring to, but she didn't say a word about him. "Come on." She cocked her head for Blair to follow and led the way inside.

Blair narrowed her eyes a bit in thought because she had a weird feeling she'd seen him somewhere before but couldn't place where or when for the life of her. With an 'oh well' shrug, she followed her sister inside.

The inside was just as intimidating out the outside. "Did we step into Hogwarts or something? I've never seen a school like this before." Blair stood in front of the portrait of the founder and waved her hand in front of its face to make sure there weren't real eyes peering through or anything.

"You're going to get us in trouble on our first day." Lucinda wanted to at least make it through day one before things went to the crapper.

Blair sighed in an 'okay, okay' manner before sliding her hand across her lips to zip them up then she threw away the key. As soon as she did that, their greeter who was a middle-aged guy named Randy appeared and started on his spiel as he led them to the front desk,

"You must be the Price girls. Welcome to Sword and Cross Academy. For over seventy-five years we have served adolescents, who because of social and/or emotional challenges that they face, have been unable to thrive in an academic environment."

Blair was listening, well half listening, but there was something outside that distracted her. Through the fully open doors, Blair could see a Sheriff's cruiser pull up and the Sheriff escort a young man out of it. "Holy shit," she whispered to herself because the young man was so damn hot. He had medium-length dark hair, was wearing a leather jacket with a black shirt and torn jeans, and smoldering eyes that Blair had to look away from or else she'd have gone weak at the knees.

At Lucinda's 'pay attention' glare, Blair tuned back in to what Randy was saying –

"At Sword and Cross we combine college preparatory education, cutting edge clinical services, and diverse enrichment programs that focus on personal growth."

The Sheriff came in with the young man in cuffs, asking Randy, "Where do you want him this time?"

Randy cocked his head to the nearby office. "Through there. I'll be right with you."

Blair and Lucinda both watched as the guy was escorted past them and when he plucked a lollipop off the desk he passed and put it in his mouth while looking back at them, Blair couldn't help but say, "I'm in big trouble. Mhm."

Randy cleared his throat to regain their attention and picked up where he left off with them. "Including fencing, swimming, and the use of our world renowned Fowler Library."

Blair tuned Randy out again because she felt a shiver in her spine as goosebumps shot up her arms. She rubbed her arms through her black sweat-jacket and turned to find the guy was staring at them. Just like with the other guy, Blair felt like she'd seen this one somewhere before, too.

She was pulled back to what Randy was saying when he told her and Lucinda to dump their hazards – drugs, alcohol and stuff of the like. Along with music players, tablets, gang related items, the list went on and on as Randy went through their stuff.

Blair tried to move away from Randy when he waved his metal detector wand over her, mainly because he was giving her the creeps. When it waved over her pocket, he held out his hand for whatever it was. "It's my phone."

"No phones," Randy informed them as he took both Blair's and Lucinda's away.

The sisters were not to pleased about that. "No, we need our phones." Lucinda tried to plead with Randy about this, but rules were rules it seemed.

"You get ten minutes of phone privileges once a week," Randy informed the girls then gestured to the presents on the desk. "What are these?"

"How would we know? They're birthday presents," Blair shot back and Randy deemed them both as a hazard so he scooped them up and put them in the box with everything else. "This is…" Blair was about to say that this was bullshit, but Lucinda shot out a hand to Blair's wrist and squeezed to keep her from saying it.

Blair grumbled a bit to herself because of that action but kept her thoughts to herself.

Since Randy had to deal with the Sheriff and the student that was brought back, he called over to another student. "Arianne, could you show Lucinda and Blair to the dorms?"

Arianne looked at the girls before turning back to her friends, saying to Randy, "Sure, I've got it."

"You can pick up your bags after lunch." That was the last thing Randy said to the sisters before going into the office.

Blair scooped her backpack off the floor and gave the guy one last look before following her sister over to their new guide.

Arianne gestured between the girls, asking, "Who is who?"

"I'm Luce," Lucinda introduced herself with her nickname because it was much preferred, "and this is Blair, my sister."

Arianne thought Luce was joking about that but was quick to realize that she wasn't. Still, she couldn't help but say, "I can see the resemblance."

"Like that's not the first time we've heard that one." Blair's Korean blood was very prominent in her appearance so people always made the joke that they could see how she and Lucinda looked alike when there was no resemblance whatsoever.

"Point taken." Arianne gestured up the large, stone staircase. "Follow me." She led the sisters up the stairs but caught them both looking back at Cam – the guy that had been brought in by the Sheriff. "You're going to want to stay away from Cam."

"Oh, really?" Blair was intrigued to hear the answer. "And why, pray tell, would that be?"

Arianne chuckled lightly for a single moment before answering. "Cam's trouble, and not the good kind."

An impish little grin slowly appeared on Blair's face. "Not the good kind is the best kind of trouble."

When Arianne heard Blair's opinion of Cam's trouble, she paused on the stairs. It didn't take her long to figure out who she was now. Granted it should have been easier to figure out given that Blair was with Luce, but she wasn't going to jump the gun on that.

Resuming their ascent up the staircase after turning the corner on the landing, she held her hand out to the sisters. "Let me see your schedules."

Blair didn't see the point of sharing her class schedule, but clearly Arianne wasn't going to take no for an answer so she handed it over with Luce's.

Arianne looked them both over and handed them back just as quickly. "Good you're both with us – prep-track, we tend to stick together. Most kids here are psych referrals. They're lucky to get through the day without wetting themselves, or attacking a teacher if their pencils are unevenly sharpened. Don't be spooked though, they keep them separate. All the serious mental defectives they are up on the third floor. It's one big pharmapalooza." She made a 'crazy circle' at the side of her head then stopped at her dorm. "This is me – 208. Where are you guys?"

"313," Lucinda answered as she cleared her throat.

"315," Blair smiled a bit wickedly. "Maybe you should get to know someone a teensy bit better before you start talking your mouth off."

Lucinda grabbed hold of Blair's wrist to keep her from doing anything.

Arianne wasn't taking them seriously. "You're messing with me right?" She thought Blair would cut the pissed act but it clearly wasn't an act. "Oh, crap. Sorry."

Lucinda just gave her a silent and meek 'it's okay' expression before pulling Blair along with her to the nearby staircase that would lead them to their rooms.

Blair gave Arianne a fierce 'I'm watching you' scowl before turning her attention to where she was going.

Lucinda walked with Blair to room 315 to make sure her sister actually went there to get settled. "Don't try to kill anyone until after the first week, please."

"I thought you just wanted to get through the first day," Blair beamed in a teasing manner and rolled her eyes at how serious Lucinda was being. "Alright, Luce, you win. I promise to try and be on my best behavior."

"Really?" Lucinda wanted to reassured of this. "You won't go stabbing anyone with a fork at meals, or kick a guy's family's jewels for saying something you didn't like, or punch someone's teeth out because…"

Blair put her hand over her sister's mouth to keep her from talking. "If you stop bringing up past offences then, yes, I will try to behave." She took her hand away. "But for the record, we both know that my anger issues aren't the only reason why I'm here."

Lucinda nodded because she knew all too well that Blair had visions – hallucinations – sometimes, too. Just like Lucinda herself did. "I'll see you later, Blair."

"Later, Luce." Blair went into her dorm room and groaned at the 'blahness' of the room. It looked like it hadn't been freshly painted for awhile and the room was so small that there was just enough room for the bed, a little desk, a nightstand, and a small closet in the corner. "Well, this sucks." She dropped her backpack on the bed and crossed the dreary room to look out the window but only found more dreariness out there as well.

With a heavy sigh, Blair sat on the sill and looked out. She used her sleeve to clean off some of the grime that skewed her view but once it was clear she could see someone standing below. It was the same blonde guy that was looking down at her and Lucinda when they first showed up. Blair narrowed her eyes in thought and tapped on the window, saying aloud, "I know I've seen you somewhere before, mister, and I'm going to figure it out."

Little did Blair know that it wasn't just a somewhere she'd seen the mystery blonde guy before, but a somewhen.

End Part 1