Whispers in the Dark

Burn the Witch

The flames grew around Olivia, consuming everything but the woman herself. "Didn't expect that twist, did ya?"

Kol tried to take a step back, but a sharp pain shot through his leg, and he toppled over, promptly landing on his ass. "What the hell are you after? What have you done?" he asked, frantically looking around for anything that might help.

The witch smiled, twisting the token across her fingers. It made the fire form a perfect circle around the three. "Stop trying. It was always going to end like this. I've won."

"Won what?" asked Kol, dragging himself back to his feet. A gust of wind blew into him, sending him back down.

"I prefer you on the ground," Olivia said. "Wouldn't want your fangs anywhere near my throat, little medium."

"Is what what you need? A medium?"

"Not in the usual sense, no. I don't need your assistance; Just your body." She extended a hand toward him, then slowly formed a fist. As she did, Kol felt as though his soul was being ripped out of his body. His senses dwindled, and he started feeling sleepy.

Eve put a stop to that by slamming a piece of paper on his back, ending the spell. "Did you really forget I was here, too?"

Olivia waved a hand at hurt, but Eve held up another piece of paper with a symbol on it, and the witch was blasted back by her own wind.

"Run," Kol grunted.

Eve looked at him as though he'd grown a second head, and then a third. "Are you insane?"

"She only needs me."

"Out of the question."

"She's using multiple elements!" Kol then screamed, surprising his friend. "She's a grand witch. We can't do anything against someone like her. This is a job for the Supernatural Suppression Squad. We're out of our depth here. Now go and call for them!"

Olivia was back on her feet, only slightly bruised. "To think that both of you would be supernatural. I'm afraid that means I just can't let the girl go." She raised her hand, and the fire behind her started flying upward, gathering above her.

The heat intensified, and Kol was already sweating. He looked at Eve pleadingly. "You're our last shot."

With tears in her eyes, Eve flung one of her papers at Olivia. It blew up just in front of the woman, knocking her down again. The fire she'd gathered dispersed. Next, Eve ran toward the circle of fire, holding another paper talisman. A blast of water came out of it, clearing her path. The steam hurt her as she jumped through, but she forced herself to keep running.

"What a nuisance," Olivia hissed as she got back on her feet again, no longer smirking.

"She does like to play that way," Kol mocked her. "Guess you're screwed now."

The witch looked puzzled, but only for a second, then she burst out laughing. "Are you a moron or what? You really think I'd be messing with things like this if I didn't have backup? The SSS won't do shit to me."

Kol recalled the earlier display of fire, then combined it with the redhead's nonchalance, and it call clicked. "You have a partner."

Olivia smirked. "You really are the perfect choice."

"The perfect choice for what?"

"Who knows? All I was told to do is get someone with a powerful soul. Yours definitely qualified."

Kol blinked. "My soul? Not my body?"

"'Fraid so, little man. If it makes you feel better; You'll be the hottest zombie alive once I'm done with your remains."

"But... you need my soul?"

Olivia scoffed. "That is what I said, isn't it?"

Kol smiled.

Olivia was confused.

Kol's smile turned into a full-blown grin.

Olivia's confusion intensified.

Then, Kol proceeded to shoot his soul out of his body, leaving behind an empty husk.

Olivia stared down as his body hit the ground, taking a few moments to understand the situation. When it finally came to her, she cursed. "Son of a motherf- You little bas- Disgusting piece of- I WILL KILL YOU!"

She then felt all her strength leave her, and dropped to the ground. "N-No, please. I'm sorry! I'll try again!" A slash of pain hit her back like a whip, causing no damage. Of course. Her partner wouldn't weaken his greatest asset. "I'm sorry! I didn't know he could do that!" Another slash of pain, this time feeling like a burn all over her thighs, which quickly crept up her body until it reached her throat, at which point her words were cut off. Her entire body was hit with one more slash of pain, but she was unable to scream. Then it stopped, and Olivia stood up to her full height, knowing what it meant. There would be no third chances.

"W-What are you doing here?" asked a man who was suddenly beside her, holding a shotgun. "What the fuck did you do?"

The witch gave him a pitying look, then snapped her fingers. The gun became electrified, zapping and singing the man's hands, forcing him to drop it. He yelled as he tried to back away, but Olivia waved her hand, and an invisible wall appeared behind him. She'd had a bad day, and needed to vent some of her frustration.

"I killed Oliver," she said, smiling with glee.

The man stared up at her, eyes wide. He tried to curse, but an invisible hand squeezed his throat shut. Olivia twisted her hand, and the man's shirt flew open. Scrunching her nose in disgust, she said, "Abysmal. You're clearly taking your life for granted. That's a sin worthy of death." She trailed her fingers through the air, seemingly harmless, but as she did, cuts started appearing around the man's torso and belly, spelling words. He tried to scream during his torture, but the grip on his throat made that impossible. When Olivia was done making her message, she twisted her wrist once more, very quickly, and his neck snapped, killing him.

As he dropped to the ground, the witch admired her work. Garbage.

Turning around, she went to retrieve Kol's body. "We'll have some fun with you."