Okay, so this is my foray into drabbling into the pairing known as Pinsty. I had read the Hellish Love drabbles and... (Chef's kiss) I'd thought I would make drabbles of my own, except, they would be Ghost songs. Seriously though, two of my favorite things together... So I will start off with Opus Eponymous.

Well, enjoy!

Deus Culpa

- Translation: "God's Fault"

She had studied Latin in her later years. Deus Culpa had meant, "God's Fault"

And it had been.

God's fault for all the pain and suffering of the living realm, doing nothing to release any of the victims from the torment, for the presence of any and every kind of evil, from the smallest of crimes, to the existence of Hell itself.

It had also been God's fault that she had been cursed with her mother dying because of an unsolved home invasion when she was younger. She could point out who did it, but the evidence wasn't even there. His fault that she had a lecherous uncle whose aspirations was to fuck anything that moves, including her. His fault that her beloved, but very much flawed father had remarried to a woman who not only repeatedly cheated on him, but was actively bringing home and killing other men so said uncle could feed upon their corpses for his regeneration.

God's fault for her running away from the skinless monster he had become, (which is not to say that he wasn't a monster before) but being unable to run away from the disgusting, vilest, horrendous memories she had come to associate with his face, from past, present, and future. His fault for exploring the puzzle box she had stolen from Frank. His fault that she had come across the lead Cenobite and his Gash. His fault that out of fear, she had made a deal with the cenobites to trade his soul for her own.

His fault for Julia luring her father to his demise, (even when she didn't even know it yet) and the ensuing battle and subsequent end to both Frank and Julia. His fault for her de-summoning the cenobites after they tried to take her anyways. His fault because Steve found it too much to handle and just dumped her off to a mental facility, which by the way, was run by a "Doctor" who just happened to seek Hell for himself, and apparently, with Julia's help, found it and became a Cenobite himself.

His fault that she had to protect a mute girl from harm. His fault that she had to convince the other cenobites to join her cause by showing him a picture of his human self, and happily obliging, and finally, back in his human form, he smiled at her, out of gratitude and maybe even love. His fault that his death made her mourn for him. His fault that she took Channard down by wearing the oh so precious skin of her reviled... Not even stepmother before she got sucked back in to Hell.

Bitch.

Kirsty also knew it was God's fault that she had willingly made a deal with Pinhead again for five souls. Her greedy ass douchecanoe of a "Husband", his co-conspirator buddy, and his three mistresses. And enjoyed every single minute of their ends.

It was also God's fault that she was damned, body and soul. To the one referred to as Xipe Totec.

Deus Culpa. Kirsty thought, taking another sip of her drink.

Deus Culpa.

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-RavenNoJutsu