hi so this is going to be a short fic story that is multichapter. it's mainly just the different times lucas and maya fell in love throughout history but it's going to be pretty sad. sorry if it's bad.

Europe, 1303

Maya and Riley, Riley and Maya, it was always the two of them (until she met him). Blue eyes, blonde hair, meant to be irresistible. Maya Hart despised the boy just for that, for the fact that everyone loved the young man. She was never like the rest, she was always different, so she didn't want to be like the rest and love him.

Then they spoke, he was kind and she was mean, and he laughed at how rude she was. He irritated her, and she yelled at him to leave her alone (he wouldn't).

They spoke again, and again, and again. They continued to speak and her hatred for him began to melt away and she began to realize why everyone loved Lucas Friar. She hated herself for liking him, she was not meant to like a boy (much less the towns golden boy). So she kept it a secret, and he kept it a secret. He'd go to her little house when Riley was gone and they'd talk all night, and in the morning he'd be gone to do the towns duties.

She was surprised by this not so golden boy, he was not as perfect as he seemed. He was flawed, and he was hurt, and he could be churlish. He was a lot like her, but he was better at hiding it. This is something she learned about him, and this was what she reminded herself when she realized she was falling in love. She was falling in love with him because he was not perfect, because he was flawed, because he understood her a way Riley never would. So when he kissed her that first time she did not pull away, she just thought about how she wanted this for the rest of her life.

She heard the news from him first, about the witch trials. There had been rumors of witches in their town for years, of the devil lurking in the town through the women who were weak to his charms. She never knew if she truly believed, she liked to keep an open mind, so she didn't know how she felt about the news. Would they really kill these women because they were so afraid of something that might not be -true? Did these men truly think they had the right to be the judge and executioner?

He told her to worry, that the men were ruthless and willing to kill any women they deemed odd. He knew the towns people didn't know her well, she knew it too. She refused to worry, Riley was popular with them, she doubted they thought Riley would live with a witch. Maya liked to pride herself on the fact that she was strong, that she wasn't afraid of anything (much less fearful men).

Lucas Friar was a coward, he was a coward in love. He was a coward who knew the towns folk would take any women they found odd and test them in the water, and he knew Maya was an odd women. So he warned her, because he wanted her to do something since he was to scared to do anything himself. He was scared to break the facade, he was selfish that way.

He was not good person, he decided. He was filled with rage and he felt like any minute he would explode. He was a good actor though, because not a single person in town knew about who he truly was. He was seen as perfect, and he wanted to keep it that way. He just loved the attention, he loved having the respect and ability to do whatever he wanted because everyone trusted him.

He knew he was even worse once he fell in love, because he was in love and too afraid to show the world. He loved Maya Hart, but no one else did. What would become of him had he revealed he loved the woman estranged from the town? He was bad, he hated how this made him feel, the guilt of his selfishness and the toll it may take on Maya. So he consoled himself, he told himself nothing would happen to her. She was not a witch, she just didn't enjoy the company of other people. Nothing would happen, nothing would happen, nothing would happen.

Two nights went by, Lucas was occupied with all the witch issues, and Maya spent her days speaking with Riley. Then it happened, doors smacked open, women screaming as they were dragged by their hair, people went to the lake to see if the devil would help them float.

Lucas Friar watched this happen, he watched until his ears hurt and he had to run home to get rid of their screams. He thought of himself, he thought of eating and sleeping and hiding until the deed was done. So he did for a bit, he sat at home and hid behind the walls.

Maya Hart knew what was happening, she knew the minute the men dragged her away from her house and put chains around her arms. She knew she should have listened to him, she should have done something for her own protection. She was meant to take a test, to see if she would live or die. So she cried, and she screamed for Riley, Lucas, anyone. She screamed until she reached the lake surrounded by townsfolk, and there were the other women she would join in this test. She recognized some, Darby and Sara were the two she knew by name. She looked upon their faces, some showed fear, others acceptance.

She had gone dumb of fear, she felt like all of this was too surreal. Was this truly happening to her? She had done no wrong. That wouldn't change anything though, they still forced her into the water, and when she floated they screamed the word witch.

She screamed as she was put on the stake, she screamed his name begging him to come and help her. He was not there, he was not going to come and save her. Their love was not enough to save her from the flames, she knew this but she continued to scream. So while she died alone she thought of Lucas Friar, she thought of his lips on her own, she thought of the life they could have had. She thought of him, and she thought of Riley, and she thought of a life different from this.

The next day Lucas Friar went to Maya's house to check up on her, to see her face after all the tragedies that happened last night. He practically skipped to her house as he was so excited to see her, he opened the door with a bright smile to see an unexpected sight. Riley Matthews was crying in her house, she sobbed so loudly she didn't hear him come in.

"What happened?" He asked, hoping Maya was in the other room getting Riley something to wipe her tears with. He could understand how Riley was surprised, she didn't know about what Maya and Lucas had, so why was he there. She answered nonetheless.

"They took Maya, they killed her" she whispered between her cries. He could not believe this, he refused to accept the words that fell through her mouth. So he ran, he ran away and he ran as fast as he could. No destination in sight but Maya's arms to hold him with this news. This would never happen though, and as soon as he realized this he fell to the hard ground. He was crying, he didn't know when he started but he was crying, he was crying until he felt the tears burn the cut on his face from his fall. He cried until he swore he would be brave, until he would have become a man good enough for the girl Maya was while she was alive.

He lived alone after that, he too became estranged with the town. He rarely left, he only worked then returned home to think about how he would be better. He lived a sad, terrible, lonely life until he died. That day he cried again, because his death was his sweet release from the hell he lived in after what happened to Maya.

okay so if cowardly lucas seems weird another part of this fic is how much they grow throughout history, so in another chapter he might not be cowardly. tell me what you think, thanks :)