The Sun was the first thing that it felt. A brilliant orange warmth on the females eyelids was definitely-

"Different." She murmured.

"What?" A deep voice harshly blurted out above her. 'Male.' It was able to tell from the deep voice.

"Okay, nap times over Tay, get your ass up, we got somewhere to be." Tay's eyelids snapped open, revealing a two black abyss' that were devoid of emotion and seemed to swallow whatever warmth surrounded them. Without a hesitation it sat up and looked down, observing the new vessel beneath her. The sound of waves hung in the background of her perception as she clenched and extended her fingers.

"I'm- this vessel. It's female." Tay murmured as she observed her pale hands. The demon had forgotten it's gender hundreds of years ago. Hell has a habit of stripping every aspect of you identity, including gender.

Skin, flesh, muscles, veins, organs, and bones felt new. Solid. There was something about material existence that felt oddly nostalgic.

"Guess that makes you a chick. For now anyways." The demon standing above her grunted. It was the first time she had taken a female vessel Most young males were more fit but they did tended to weaken spiritually at a faster rate. Something about her new found vessel fit though, not that vessels had , maybe they did.

Apparently she was size female, twenty years old. "Been awhile though, since we've taken a vessel." He added.

"Strange," Tay smirked coldly and stood up from her seat in the cold sand, examining the vessel standing in front of her, "I always thought you the girly type, Ekly."

"I was." He said. Ekly was fortunate enough to remember her original gender, something that made a lot of younger demons jealous. "I got stuck with this fat prick though." He grumbled and scratched the side of his cheek. Ekly's vessel wasn't exactly attractive in human standards. His face was unshaven and he wore a plaid shirt that was stained and reeked of beer. "His name was Barney."

"Sounds familiar. I think my vessel might know you."

"It seems I'm her father. Pretty crappy one to. Apparently he's meeting with her to get money. Typical."

"Ugh, now this is getting weird." She muttered, making him cackle. Tay became aware of the ringing in her ear. Wait not ringing...screaming. She had heard them all of course. Screams of pain, sorrow, hate, anger, and most of all, terror. She could identify any scream. It was a trait she enjoyed and happily indulged in.

"These humans sure squirm don't they." She said with a smile as Ekly searched his vessels pockets.

"You can enjoy it all you want but if you ask me its a pain in the ass." He muttered and flipped through a leather wallet before throwing it aside impatiently "Whats taking the boss so fucking long." He snarled.

"Careful," She growled in a low voice, "this guy is serious business. I don't want your superiority issues getting us sent back down again. If you start any shit I'll kill you myself."

"Oh, please. This whole monarchy king crusade is gonna come burning to the ground. It's just a matter of time. Remember the last guy who said he was king of hell? I heard he was buried so far down into the Sixth Circle that he literally burnt into nothing."

"I'm aware." She answered distantly, trying to tune out his noise.

"The all hell piƱata breaks loose and this bastard manages to stash the most candy. Hell, if that's what it takes to be King these days you might as well-"

"Gentlemen." Ekly shut up instantly and they both turned to meet the steely gaze darker skinned man in a flashy suit. He was certainly much older than them. A demons age is always easy to tell by their composure and obedience. Younger demons always seem twitchy and doubtfully fearful, while older ones tended to be calmer. It's the calm ones she always was wary of.

"Sure, Crowley's number one bitches get all the good looking vessels." Tay muttered. A straightforward offense seemed like a good enough distraction from Ekly's previous rant. Besides, Tay rather liked her new gender and she didn't appreciate Mr. Snappy's greeting.

"Like your one to complain." Ekly muttered without taking his eyes of the potential threat to his existence. This piqued her curiosity about her physical appearance but there where more pressing matters at hand.

"The next time I appear before you, you will follow. Top priority is the Demon Tablet. The other half is to be retrieved at all costs."

"Simple enough." Ekly grunted and shoved his hands into his pants pocket and rocked back on his heels. Tay listened quietly, not as relaxed as her partner.

"The Winchesters have the other now and they're on the move somewhere in North America." Tay forced her way through her vessels neurons, discovering they were on a beach in California.

"The Winchesters again? How many times do we gotta get killed by those bastards." Her partner muttered. It was true they had both been sent back to the pit several times at the hands of those brothers. Tay's fingers tingled at the thought of starting there dance over. Demons where constantly being recycled and summoned to serve as distractions for them and only demons who had been killed before by them were used. It seemed kind of poetic that those brothers were killing the same demons over and over again every confrontation. Every time Tay was summoned it felt like someone had pressed the replay button on the whole charade. Every new game was a new opportunity to kill or be killed (most of the time it was be killed.)

And it was exhilarating.

"There is a great chance an angle might be there. If one appears you are to focus all your energy-."

"Whoa, hold up. Angles? I didn't sign up to have an angle smite me." Even though Ekly was much older than herself, his arrogant mouth tended to get them both in trouble.

"We didn't sign up at all, asshole." Tay growled under her breath. Ekly's arrogance really made her want to rip out his innards sometimes. A smile tugged at her lip when the soul within her vessel shrinked in horror at the thought.

"I'm sure you would be honored to cease to exist for your king." The demon said with a sly smile. A daring silence passed but Ekly didn't retort though his eyes burned with anger. With a dominant gleam and a pleased nod the demon disappeared, leaving her annoying partner fuming.

"Boy, he sure knows how to grind your bones." Tay mocked with an amused grin on her face. Even the fact that angles were involved didn't spoil her enjoyment at his displeasure.

"Shit..." He muttered under his breath and scratched his clammy sunken face worriedly, apparently ignoring her. It was a pathetic sight. "I heard the rumors that angles were involved but I didn't think it was this bad." It was true that talk of angles and tablets spread like wild fire through hell, but rumors were always twisted by delusional souls and screaming anxiety's. Now that they were finally topside again it seemed there was some truth to the waves of panic. After all, it had been thousands of years since angles dabbled so heavily in human affairs.

"Now what the hell are we supposed to do?" He barked. "Just sit here and wait till that guy can throw us in a shredder?"

"Yes."

"Yea well good luck with that." He said. Tay turned to the now empty air beside her, satisfied that the dumb bastards decision to run.

"Go ahead, get your ass thrown back in." She muttered and gazed out into the crashing waves before her. She supposed if she were human there would be some kind of emotional reaction of awe. 'So Cold.'

'What are you?' Among all of the scattered attempts of coherent thoughts this was the one that was formed the most.

"Cold? Believe me, I enjoy things more than you think." She muttered out loud as she fished through her jacket pocket. "And if you keep fucking your best friends husband behind her back, you just might end up like me some day "Melissa"." She finished with a smirk as her hand closed a mobile device. Screwing with vessels was something Tay had grown bored of long ago, but it helped in passing the time.

There was probably zero chance her vessels soul would survive their appointment with two certain brothers and after Melissa's heart stopped beating it was a one way ticket to hell for her. The human soul swelled with a new found terror of damnation that made Tay quite pleased with herself before cheerfully replying:

'Just give me a call when you get down there. Maybe we can be hell buddies.'