Post by Cami O'Connell on Dec 4, 2014 10:35:12 GMT -6
Piles of books, stacks of weapons and dozens of dark objects surrounded Cami as she sat cross-legged on the floor in the middle of the narrow vault complied by her Uncle Kieren and the Human Faction. She had left Davina, Kol and Marcel hours earlier. Hayely and Klaus left without a word, presumably trying to track down Rebekah. Everyone going their separate ways find anything that could help defeat Esther.
Finn's words continued to bounce around inside her mind. "You're perfect. Beautiful, smart, alone......She didn't prepare your body for herself. She did it for Rebekah." She felt a hopelessness wash over her each time she recalled what he said. She wouldn't just die...Cami would cease to exist. Her stomach turned and once again threatened to expel its contents; which would be little save the half empty fifth of Jim Beam. On her empty stomach, the booze left her dizzy but this was good. Numb was good.
She dropped her arms on her knees and survived the mess that revealed absolutely nothing of use. She couldn't find one single shred of hope in this pile of.... Tears welled up in her blue-green eyes, she dropped her head back as she looked up at the ceiling. Her shoulders began to shake as the sobs burst out of her. Despair washed over her as panic closed in. Thrusting her leg out, sending the pile nearest her flying- scattering across the floor.
All that she’d face before- all the times she helped the vampires and werewolves and even the witches and now? This was it? Cami would just…cease to exist? Her body would not be hers anymore and she could do nothing to stop it. Esther already prepared her body for the swap. All Esther needed now was Rebekah, and that was only a matter of time. That witch has proven over and over again how resourceful she can be. And to think Cami had tried, again and again, to get Klaus to forgive the many infractions that woman, his own mother, had heaped on him. To just let it go. But now she could glimpse some understanding of the revenge that consumed him because right now, she could envision making that evil woman suffer.
The puncture marks down her back began to burn and itch, her skin felt like it was literally crawling. She knew it was just her mind’s way of revolting against the site that would steal her away from herself. Her green eyes darted around the room with panic, she spotted a knife on one of the shelves. Stumbling forward, she snatched the thing up and marched to the mirror, twisting her body so that she could see what she was doing. She had to destroy these…things…this was part of the ritual. If they were destroyed…clearly, she hadn’t thought the whole thing thru before she started jabbing the point of the blade into one of the tiny dots.
Finn's words continued to bounce around inside her mind. "You're perfect. Beautiful, smart, alone......She didn't prepare your body for herself. She did it for Rebekah." She felt a hopelessness wash over her each time she recalled what he said. She wouldn't just die...Cami would cease to exist. Her stomach turned and once again threatened to expel its contents; which would be little save the half empty fifth of Jim Beam. On her empty stomach, the booze left her dizzy but this was good. Numb was good.
She dropped her arms on her knees and survived the mess that revealed absolutely nothing of use. She couldn't find one single shred of hope in this pile of.... Tears welled up in her blue-green eyes, she dropped her head back as she looked up at the ceiling. Her shoulders began to shake as the sobs burst out of her. Despair washed over her as panic closed in. Thrusting her leg out, sending the pile nearest her flying- scattering across the floor.
All that she’d face before- all the times she helped the vampires and werewolves and even the witches and now? This was it? Cami would just…cease to exist? Her body would not be hers anymore and she could do nothing to stop it. Esther already prepared her body for the swap. All Esther needed now was Rebekah, and that was only a matter of time. That witch has proven over and over again how resourceful she can be. And to think Cami had tried, again and again, to get Klaus to forgive the many infractions that woman, his own mother, had heaped on him. To just let it go. But now she could glimpse some understanding of the revenge that consumed him because right now, she could envision making that evil woman suffer.
The puncture marks down her back began to burn and itch, her skin felt like it was literally crawling. She knew it was just her mind’s way of revolting against the site that would steal her away from herself. Her green eyes darted around the room with panic, she spotted a knife on one of the shelves. Stumbling forward, she snatched the thing up and marched to the mirror, twisting her body so that she could see what she was doing. She had to destroy these…things…this was part of the ritual. If they were destroyed…clearly, she hadn’t thought the whole thing thru before she started jabbing the point of the blade into one of the tiny dots.