The 5 Keys of Hell

Imagine a world where humans and the supernatural lived in harmony. That's what my life was like till I was four years old.

When the Queen of Harvalia was murdered her appalling son Marcus took the throne. He believed that people without powers were useless, second class citizens and should generally live in poverty.

That's when he started killing them.

If you were alive after then you either had powers or you had fled,trying to hide from the people who slaughter for money.

My parents were human. I was only five when they were killed.

I screamed as they were murdered in front of my very eyes.

I shook my three year old brother in my arms as he died trying to keep him awake not knowing what to do. I held him in my arms for for what felt like hours.

That's when I found out I would absorb people's powers. I had stilled when my brothers powers surged through me and my eyes had flashed red.

Manipulating fire.

I had set our whole house on fire as I ran away.

I didnt know how to control it.

A year later I started training to be an assasin. When I was twelve I started eradicating the people who murdered my family, one by one so the others knew I was coming.

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I glare down at my uncle, the only relative I had left in the world.

The only one I wished was dead.

He was examining me as I sat purched on a tree branch above him as I sang my legs to and fro.

"Your now fifteen my dear, you could be the most powerful person in the world, and with you standing by my side, we could take over the whole universe,no one would be able to stop us" my uncle articulates as I sit frowning down at him.

"I'll never stand by your side" I say roughly before jumping down from the tree and he steps away from me and I smirk.

“Then I will cause you to live a life of misery” he says with a snarl.

I smile shaking my head.

“what’s so funny” he declares his eye brows furrowed.

“I am already living the worst life ever, now leave before I force you” I growl flashing my eyes red.

“you know where I am if you want to reconsider” he says smiling and he disappears, leaving me alone.

I climb back up into the tree as my familiar Ash departs from the undergrowth, leaping up into the tree next to me.

I ran away from Harvalia and now live on an island Aria with the king and his identical twin daughters Eliza and Tanya.

The queen passed away when they were born. I am the king’s assassin.

I listen to the woods around me thinking of what’s happened for the last eight years. I now had the powers from the people I’ve slaughtered coursing through my body. My touch can be lethal. My name is Lyla.