Jezebel looked at the woman Roman had brought home for dinner. She hadn't expected someone that looked that way. Roman was normally into the short ones without visible muscles. Somehow this Rhea Ripley had managed to turn his head.

Jezebel had stayed in the kitchen while Roman and Rhea had their dinner in the living room with the fireplace going. It wasn't until dinner was done and her brother Austin was carrying the dessert plates back out in the kitchen that she walked into the living room. She took off her gloves and snuck up behind Rhea.

"There's one thing I need to do," Roman said.
"What is it?" Rhea asked.
"I hope it's nothing but I need you to sit still," Roman said.

Jezebel placed her hands on Rhea's head. Roman had expected it to go as usual but Jezebel's eyes widened and she tore her hands off Rhea's head.

"No!" Jezebel screamed.

Roman jumped up and ran to Jezebel's aid.

"Don't touch me!" Jezebel screamed.

Roman knew better than to put his hands on Jezebel. Austin appared in the open door to the kitchen with a concerned look on his face. His sister normally didn't have this reaction to looking into someone's mind.

"Jezebel?" Austin asked.
"Stay back!" Jezebel ordered. "I can't touch her, Roman."
"What did you see?" Roman asked.
"I can't tell you," Jezebel said.
"It's your fucking job!" Roman felt angry. "I order you to tell me!"

Jezebel looked at Rhea who seemed confused about the whole thing.

"I need to talk to her first," Jezebel said.
"What?" Roman asked.
"You gotta let me do it my way," Jezebel said.
"Okay, fine. I'll be in my office if you need me," Roman said. "Don't be scared, Rhea. Jezebel won't hurt you. Just answer whatever questions she might have."

Rhea nodded and Roman leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. He left the room and Jezebel walked around to make sure all doors were closed. She grabbed the chair next to Rhea and sat down.

"I don't know how to explain this," Jezebel said.
"I already know about you and your powers. I knew it was a gamble coming here. Some say you're a myth but I always believed you were real," Rhea said.
"I only saw a fraction of what he did to you but it went on for a year," Jezebel said. "Why are you with him?"
"It's complicated," Rhea said. "It's better to be on his good side than his bad side. His good side is my way in."

Rhea sighed and Jezebel's eyes looked worried. Rhea could see Jezebel wanted nothing more than to comfort Rhea somehow but it wasn't possible.

"Did you see what he did to me?" Rhea asked.
"Yes," Jezebel answered. "There's no way he would have let you come as close as you have if he knew who you are. Why didn't he recognize you?"
"I've changed a lot. I used to be skinny and blonde and I feared for my life. I went as Demi back then. He remembers that scared, young woman that he nearly killed after a full year of torture. He sent me in a coma, for crying out loud. That's the only reason I escaped. He was too bored to visit me in the hospital. When I finally woke up and got back on my feet, I quietly slipped into the darkness and started my transformation. I only had one thing on my mind for all these years. Revenge. The question is, will you stand in my way or will you let me have it?" Rhea asked.

Jezebel drummed her fingers on the table and let out a sigh.

"Revenge won't take away the memories. You'll always carry the pain around but you will feel more at ease knowing he's no longer there to hurt you. I know this first hand. I took my revenge on my father. I made sure he could never hurt another child again. He only beat me but my brother..." Jezebel paused. "Let's just say my father liked little boys. Austin will never get rid of the pain he carries around from that abuse."
"I understand," Rhea said. "I don't want other women to suffer what I did."
"Others already have. I knew Roman was bad but I never knew he was this bad. The horrors I saw in your mind is unacceptable," Jezebel said.
"So don't you think it's time I end it?" Rhea said.
"We'll end it," Jezebel said.

Jezebel nodded at Rhea. She agreed with everything the other woman said. A man like Roman would never stop unless someone made sure he could never do it again.

"I need your consent," Jezebel said.
"For what?" Rhea asked.
"It's one thing to touch you. It's a whole other thing to do what I'm about to do. I'll take on all your pain at once. You suffered for a year. Imagine that entire year put on someone all at once," Jezebel said.
"No one can survive that," Rhea said.
"Nature's fucked up joke when it comes to me. I can and will survive it but it will be painful. It's one thing to look inside your mind. I need your consent to take things from your mind," Jezebel said.
"You can take whatever you need as long as you promise that he'll go down," Rhea said.

Jezebel stood up and walked behind Rhea.

"I promise," Jezebel said.

Roman sat on his office chair with his feet up on the desk while listening to his cousins talk. A scream tore through the house that made them all stop talking. They had never heard anyone scream like that before.

"Jezebel?" Roman asked.

It took a second for Roman to realize it was Jezebel screaming. He jumped to his feet and started running.

"Jezebel!" Roman screamed.

Roman stormed into the living room and saw Jezebel convulsing on the floor. Austin came flying in from the kitchen and ran to his sister.

"Don't touch her!" Austin screamed.
"What the hell happened?" Roman asked.
"I don't know," Rhea answered. "She placed her hands on my head and started screaming."
"What the fuck are you hiding in there?" Roman raged.
"Sometimes she copies people's memories," Austin said.

Roman looked down at Austin. He had seen it once before. Whatever pain Austin was carrying around from his childhood, Roman had once experienced Jezebel copy those memories from Austin's mind to put it into someone else's mind. She had looked inside the mind of a man once and seen horrors he had done to his ex wife. Her way of punishing him had been to take all Austin's memories and place them inside the man to feel them all at once. The man had fallen to the floor, crying and screaming, begging for it stop. It had stopped when Roman had put a bullet in the man's skull. It had been the most scary experience of his life to see what else Jezebel could do with her power. Whatever she had copied from Rhea's mind had been violent for her to collapse in what looked like a seizure.

"Stay away. She can't control her body right now. If she gets her hands on your head, you'll feel it all at once. We need to get her gloves on her," Austin said.

Roman grabbed Jezebel's gloves from the table and handed them to Austin. Clearly Austin knew how to handle it. He stepped down on one arm and somehow got the glove on Jezebel's hand without touching her. He did the same to the other hand and then pulled her up from the floor.

"I'm used to this. I can handle the pain. Stay away. She's overloaded and will hurt you," Austin said.
"So you do have some sort of power to be able to withstand some of it," Roman said.
"I don't fucking know," Austin said. "I just know how to handle it. I'm putting her to bed. She needs to rest."

Austin carried Jezebel into her room and placed her down on the bed. He pulled a chair up to the bed and watched her for a long time until she finally opened her eyes.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"It hurts," she whimpered.
"What the fuck did you copy from her?" He asked.
"You don't wanna know," she said.
"What's going on? You fucking scared me. Something is clearly going on and you need to fill me in," he said.
"I need a favor from you," she said.
"Anything," he said.

She pushed herself up to sit and a cry of pain left her lips. He had only seen his sister like this once before and that was the day she killed their father.

"I need to copy your memories," she said.