Abandon All Hope

She had never seen an Angel before. Sure everyone talked about these feathery jackasses, who wanted Lucifer, her father dead, but this was her first face to face meeting with one. Meg walked towards her creator, smiling. She glanced at Heavens bitch, which was trapped in ring of fire, with smirk on her face. Castiel. She had heard angel used the name Castiel. Meg was sure he would love to kill her right now, brutally. His eyes were full of hate. Don't be angry Feathers; it doesn't go with your heavenly goodness, demon laughed in her mind.

"I got the Winchesters pinned down. For now, at least. What should I do with them?" Meg turned to Lucifer leaving wingnut on his own peace, even though she wanted to rip his wings off feather by feather.

"Leave them alone", Lucifer said rubbing his chin, thinking.

"I-I'm sorry, but are you sure? Shouldn't we..." Meg stammered, what wasn't like her at all. She was strong, and didn't let anything scare her, but in front of her father she turned into a little, useless cockroach. Or at least it felt like it.

"Trust me, child. Everything happens for a reason", Lucifer answered placing his both hands at her face, petting her. Meg looked at him, with respect, forgetting all her doubts.

"Well Castiel, you have some time. Time to change your mind? Meg stays here looking after you. I don't want you little angels ruining my plans", Devil laughed, mockery in his voice, and disappeared leaving two fallen to talk about their feelings.

Demon swirled around the ring of fire and you could see the confidence in her face. Too bad he's an angel. I'd be happy to screw that feathery ass, she laughed out loud. Castiel raised his head and was now looking at her. "You seem pleased", he said with his low voice. Meg could feel something vibrating inside her when he spoke. Her eyes met his and she almost felt uncomfortable under those staring eyes. "We're gonna win. Can you feel it? You cloud-hopping pansies lost the whole damn universe", she smiled and took a little break just to see his reaction. If looks could kill. "Lucifer's gonna take over heaven. We're going to heaven Clarence!" She got his attention. Angel stared at her, straight and deep into her eyes.

"Strange, because I heard a different theory, from a demon named Crowley", Castiel said and was very satisfied when he saw Meg stiffening, immediately. He got her suspicions up.

"You don't know Crowley", she answered, wanting to defend her believes, her father.

"He believes Lucifer's just using demons to achieve an end, and then, once he does, he'll destroy you all", if he was ever going to smile, now would be the perfect time. He'd gotten under her skin. But no, he kept his face serious.

"You're wrong. Lucifer is the father of our race. Our creator. Your God may be a deadbeat but mine, mine walks the Earth", demon got her confidence returned and her usual self-conscious smile was back.

Suddenly Meg felt a hard hit at her back and flew through the fire, into Castiels arms. That son of a bitch! Played with telekinesis, little wimp.He had imperceptibly managed to loosen bolt of the pipe above them and got it free, which ended slamming her. Angel pressed his palm to her forehead and was ready to smite her. But nothing happened. She started laughing. They were tightly pressed against each other and Meg couldn't argue she didn't enjoy it a little, in a twisty way.

"You can't gank demons can you? You're cut off from the home office and you ain't got the juice. So what can you do, you impotent sap?" She teased him, pressing her hip harder against his.

"I can do this", Castiel said leaning closer, as if he was about to kiss her. For a second she thought he was really going to. Oh you kinky bastard. But before she knew it, he threw her down across the fire. She screamed, it hurt so fucking bad. He walked across her back, using her as a bridge and without looking back, leaved the room.

Meg finally got herself dragged away from the fire. She breathed heavily, and turned to her back with her last powers. Her host body was severely burned and it hurt like hell. Wound didn't heal as quickly as it was supposed to, probably because of the angelbeverage. She just laid there for several minutes, until she decided to get up. Demon wiped the dust from her clothes and checked her damages. If you ruined my meatsuit, I swear to God… But it would probably leave just a few scars, at least she hoped so. It's so damn annoying to find a new body. "Oh Feathers, see you soon", she smirked and vanished.