𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 /ə𝒃ɒ𝒎ɪˈ𝒏𝒆ɪʃ(ə)𝒏/ 𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏
𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈.
Keziah Rose will always be an abomination to everyone around her. All she knows is loss and disappointment.
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KEZIAH ROSE RAN FOR HER LIFE. That was all she had been doing recently; running. Everything around her was there to torture her. Mentally and physically. She had been enduring hell. The ruler of hell, Cade, found outright joy torturing her. His favourite victim. She had too many fears that he could prey upon. As it was his domain, he could conjure up anything he wanted.
At first, he had preyed upon her fears of when she was a child. Using her parents to torture her. Shout at her, scream at her, hurt her. Remind her of the abomination she is. How worthless she is. How pathetic she is. What was a witch with no magic of their own?
"Keziah, what are you doing?" Her mother screeched, noticing her daughter crouched down on the floor with two children next to her.
Little Keziah had a bright piece of paper in her hand in the shape of a bumblebee. Her other hand had just let go from the little boy, Toby. He was frowning from the pain.
"I'm going to make it fly. Look!" Keziah exclaimed. She held out her hands and used her magic to make the paper bumblebee fly around. "Buzz." She impersonated the sounds of the bee as it flew around the three of them.
For having no magic of her own, Keziah was quite advanced in magic at such a young age. She had realised that if she touched other witches with skin to skin contact, she could steal some of their magic and use it as her own.
"Keziah. No!" Her mother snapped. She gripped onto Keziah's wrist and pulled her along, out of the garden and into their house.
Once they were away from preying eyes, her mother shoved Keziah to the ground not caring about the girl's tears. "What did we tell you about using your magic? You can't! You're an abomination!"
"I asked Toby and he said I could." Keziah whimpered.
"You will be punished." With a flick of her wrist, Keziah screamed out in pain as she felt slits appear on the inside of her thighs. It was if her mother had actually placed a knife onto her daughters' legs.
"This is what happens to abominations." Cade smirked at the witch as she transformed into the Keziah who was older. She was still screaming from the pain.
Cade came up with such awful tricks on Keziah. He made her relive her childhood, the worst parts. He forced her to endure through Kol's death's multiple times. It was his favourite form of torture watching her suffer. Her breaking point was when she had to relive her own death again, again and again. She couldn't take it. She felt the same pain as she realised her child had died along with her.
As soon as she noticed Cade, staring off into the distance, ready to change the scene to something else. She legged it out of there.
It was the only way; run before he could realise. She ran like her life depended it. She didn't know where to, she kept randomly changing directions.
Keziah crashed into a hard wall and almost fell backwards if they hadn't of grabbed her. It wasn't a wall; it was a person. She almost screamed in happiness when she saw the familiar face.
"Kez, what the hell are you doing here?" He was cut off by her jumping into his arms and hugging him tightly, burying her head into his neck.
"Kai, oh my god." She gripped onto him like her life depended on it. He needed to be real. She couldn't afford any more of her nightmares to become real.
"Kez, please tell me you're not dead." Kai pulled her head out of his neck, she had tears streaming down her face.
"I'm not, at least I don't think I am."
"Then why the fuck are you in hell?"
"I'm trapped in this dark object, the uhm..." Keziah had to think for second of what Marcel had called them. In fact, she couldn't recall how long ago that had been. She had lost all concept of time. "The ropes of hell. I'm not physically here, but it sure feels like it."
"Come on, let's get you somewhere safer. Cade doesn't come around these ends." Kai placed her onto the floor and grabbed her hand pulling her along the dark corridors. He knew exactly where he was going.
He had so many questions to ask Keziah. For all he knew, she could have died the same day he did. He needed to know, but once they were somewhere safer.
Kai pulled her into a deserted house, where a female was leaning against a broken-down table. "Hey Kezzie, long time no see."
"Katherine." Keziah blanked staring her down.
Katherine walked over to Keziah and looked her up and down, trying to scare her off, even a little bit. Keziah stood her ground.
"Now, now, Kitty Kat—" Kai tried to get in the middle of them.
"Calm down, Kai. I'm not going to hurt her." Katherine rolled her eyes and turned back to Keziah. "Congrats on killing Elena. Bit annoyed I didn't get to do it, but glad it was you."
"Thank you?" Keziah worded it as a question confused.
"I always knew there was something up with you. Your acting whenever you were compelled was atrocious, but apparently still good enough to fool everyone else."
"So, how did you two meet?" Keziah glanced between them.
"She was drawn to my good looks, I'm irresistible." Kol boasted, causing Keziah to laugh.
"You keep telling yourself that," Katherine rolled her eyes. She turned serious for a moment. "We have a plan. We're going to gain control of Hell from Cade, you in?" She asked Keziah, a glint of mischief twinkling in her eyes.
Just as Keziah went to reply, agreeing, she clutched at her throat suddenly struggling to breathe. When she hunched over, water was sprouting out from her mouth.
"You can't hide from me Keziah. Your stuck here for eternity. Alone in your worst nightmare." His voice rung out coldly.
Opening her eyes, Keziah saw nothing. No Kai or Katherine were standing in front of her. She couldn't see anything. Not even her own body. She stumbled blindly around the darkness but found herself caged in a room. She screamed out in agony.
