Dribs and Drabs of One Shots

Kol - Surprising Curses

Imagine being pregnant with Kol's baby (gif not mine!)

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'Do you have any idea how valuable this hybrids blood is?'

'I do but-'

'So do you have any idea how powerful we will be after this ritual?'

'I understand! But that isn't the problem! You know her ties with the Original family! They will come for us-'

'We better make it quick then.'

The voices were quiet, all blurred into one so that I couldn't pick out a distinct one. I couldn't pick out anything. What I was feeling, the smell, the sounds, nothing. I could only taste metallic on my tongue causing the hunger that was deep inside to growl and writhe in desire.

A line began to burn vertically down my arm causing me to open my eyes in pain. I had to blink a few times to let my eyes adjust to the lighting. I was in a cave with candles being the only source of light. Faint chanting coursed round the air but I didn't have the energy to lift my head to see who or what was causing it. I could only pay attention to the growing pain on my forearm.

An old woman with greying hair appeared in my view, holding a large steak knife in her hand that was dripping with blood. A sadistic smile appeared on her lips as she dragged her finger across the blade before placing it in her mouth, closing her eyes in enjoyment.

'I'm a hybrid and even that makes me sick,' I coughed, watching the woman's face turn from satisfaction to anger. My brain suddenly felt like it was being fried, causing me to scream out in pain.

'You might want to be careful about the way you talk to me hybrid. After all, you're hardly in the position to do anything.'

'Wanna bet?' I wheezed before muttering a curse yet nothing happened.

The woman just laughed as she walked round to my side before leaning down to my ear. 'Your magic won't work on me, bitch. My coven and I have already made sure of that.' She licked at my cheek, making me shiver in disgust before she stood up and walked out of my sight; the chanting still a faint mumble in the background

'So. This is what a witch's coven does on their Friday nights. And here I thought you lot were party animals,' I mumbled, trying to think of a way to escape. I couldn't move, though I couldn't feel anything tying me down.

'Shut up, you disgusting creature!' a woman hissed from behind me but I just rolled my eyes.

'You're one to talk. You're the one holding an innocent in a cave against her will!' I spat as the chanting began to get louder.

'Hush, now. The ceremony is almost complete,' said the first woman as she slowly walked back into my view, holding a bowl in her hand.

'Is anyone going to tell me what this ceremony is?'

The older woman simply smiled before she joined in with the chanting. My blood began to boil but I bit my tongue. The woman was staring down at me and I didn't want to give her the satisfaction. However, each time she recited the same words in Latin, the pain seemed to increase till it was too much. I let out a blood curdling scream as I felt a warm trail of liquid fall from my nose.

A sudden gasp made my ears prick up but not enough for me to stop screaming. The chanting began to quieten as more and more people stopped till it was only the elder woman. 'Why have you all stopped? she asked with flames in her eyes. 'The ceremony must be complete if we want to reach our full power!'