Balthazar awoke to the blaring horns, and angry yells that were featured in most cities, of the plane known as Earth. He peeled himself off of the disgustingly gum covered pavement of the ally he was in, but he decided it was better than hell. He was weak, the rebirth left his senses reeling, and his powers refused to come completely back, at the moment. Something he really regretted when he looked down the alley, and saw five demonic half-breeds watching him, from the only entrance and exit to the ally way, they all were young, four of them were males, one female. Balthazar knew no matter what some demons said, they acted like animals, more so then humans at times, and currently they were the definition of pack mentality, the leader was calm and had his arm around the girl, while the others hissed and snickered eyes glowing brightly, and fangs shining in the waning sunlight. Balthazar didn't let his weakness show, and put on his usual smirk, and casually slid his hands into his pockets "What can I do for you gents and lady" Balthazar purred easily, hoping to charm them a little but seemed impossible if anything the question riled the three males, making them snicker and laugh, reminding Balthazar of bullies who had found a weaker child to pick on. Balthazar knew that they were all drunk, and stomachs full, but that meant only one thing for demons to do, rape. Bal wasn't afraid of rape, but the few times it had happened to him he stayed away from sexual partners for a while, but he knew that was the truth for most other demon half-breeds.
Bal seeing that they were not going to be civil deiced to ask why, and nearly retched when the leader hissed at him, that Bal used his girlfriend. Then the memory hit him of the teenage brat of a demon half-breed girl, falling all over him because her boyfriend had broke up with her. "Excuse me if you like the easy bitches." Balthazar sneered, but his smugness was gone when they group pounced on him, after the each got done wailing on him four of them held him down, while the lead male was behind him. Each got a turn in raping him, except the girl who after it was all done grabbed him by his collar, and shoved her tongue down his throat. He fought weakly only really just entertaining the half-breeds who watched with glee, at his weak protests. Bal felt sick, and when he girl finally stopped trying to kiss him threw up, raising a shriek from the girl, and laughter from the men but Bal didn't really look up not caring that it would probably cause the girl to beat him, and was knocked out when she doled the last punch to his temple.
The half-breeds left probably to drink more, leaving the one they raped behind, his cloths torn and dirty. The women who seemed genderless, watched them leave a smile playing on her lips as she thought of what she could now do to the creature, who ruined her once perfect life. She once stood, and watched the humans from above, now she was below some of them. Now thou it's time for to get payback, to show god that she deserved to be an angel again. She dragged him home, not rising a second look from these scrum called humans, not even the doorman seem to notice the body with her. She opened her apartment, and locked the demon into the collar and cuffs. The chains were long enough so the demon could lay on the mattress completely, not that he would want to, the stained and ragged thing was a mess and held a stench to it, but since it didn't have fleas or lice it would be perfect. Now all she had to do was wait for the demon to awaken, so the punishment could start.

Balthazar swam back into conciseness felling breathtaking pain awash his nerves, and swim through his body. Bal heard footsteps, and wondered if he should fear that sound when Bal felt the cold metal on his wrists, and smelled the soiled mattress decided that yes, his hell was far from over. This was confirmed when he looked up to see Gabriel practically on top of him, the smirk on her face made the hair on the back of his neck, stand on end. He felt even weaker before, and that's when he noticed there were glowing ruins on the chains, that were growing brighter with each passing second that, and Gabriel seemed to be behind it, as she grinned at the sight of Balthazar began to wriggle in pain. The weakness was now turning into pain, and before Balthazar could faint from the pain, and weakness Gabriel began to beat him, telling him that he had been bad that he killed and tempted and now he must pay. The beatings didn't let him faint that was until Gabriel purposely let him faint, all the while whispering that he needed to suffer.

Gabriel watched the demon faint, and sighed then smiled knowing she did a good deed, that this creature deserved it, ignoring the voice that told her otherwise. She was oblivious to a power stronger than any angel was watching, and judging, oblivious to the true creature in her presence the one she had beat ruthlessly, and had plans for, plans that made Lucifer seem leant. "Hang in their Bal your hero will come eventually" Gods presence seem to say. If Balthazar was still awake he would laugh, one without humor because when did god really care, or ever keep that damned promise?

John watched the fog, and fumes of the city mix together, reminding him of the cancer that once dogged his days. Sure things were better, a new lease on life, one without the fear or submission that he had, on where he was going to go after death. Things were also worst than ever, Chas was gone, Angela …well he was okay that she was gone, but no Beeman, or Hennesy. It hit him every time he walked in the bowling alley, or grabbed a bottle of whisky, they were gone like Beano and too many other. John pushed the thoughts away, but they seemed to like to sneak up on him, and at the worst of times but they never bothered his work, mostly because exorcisms were few, and far in between.

The phone rang and after seeing the I.D., let it be, knowing he was no in the mood to talk about the mess that was the end of his relationship with Angela. At first when she got back from hiding the dagger they had lunch, and dinner she even dragged him to the movie once, and finally they began to truly date. Things began to get in the way, including her inability to be unafraid of the half-breeds they saw everywhere, and his sudden worsening insomnia. Those two were what really ripped them apart, but there were other things, the fact she acted like his mother at times was one.

"I knew you were an asshole boss, but not picking up" Chaz laughed, and John smiled happy to hear Chaz again, the happy go lucky kid would once in a while just show up, and bother John this began after Angela left, and John guessed the kid wound up stuck with John as his charge. "Oh please don't start on that again what happened, happened and there is no way am I going to listen to her beg for my forgiveness for what her boyfriend did" John sneered, and Chaz just rolled his eyes at his ex-mentor still smiling. "Well you know what they say about forgiveness" Chaz sing-sung, and John shot him a playful glare holding back a smile when he saw the shit eating grin on the kids face. "What do you want kid I'm busy" that was surprisingly the truth, he had gotten a call about an exorcism, and had to be their soon. "What I can't just bother you?" Chaz asked rolling on the balls of his feet smiling like an idiot, and John rolled his eyes but didn't stop smiling at the same time, the kids natural bouncy and happy nature taking its toll on Johns behavior. It was the same way when the kid was alive, even thou it didn't seem like it before, but then again he was in pain constantly from the cancer little could get John out of his dour mood, but the kid seemed to always be able to brighten everything. "Because like any normal human being bothered is well annoying …who knew?" John told Chaz with a straight face, and Chaz burst out laughing, and John then smirked and shook his head at the kid. "Well boss I have to head out…I'll keep in touch" Chaz told him, and John nodded pushing out the thought of asking the kid to stay, reminding himself that he needed to go. Once Chaz was gone, John sighed and almost instantly his mood dropped because, except for Chaz, the few humans John interacted with were possessed or freaking out, so in other words not really keen to keep him any company. John took one last look at the window Chaz disappeared thru, and headed out knowing all he had to look forward to be being puked on, or pissed on then coming home to a quiet, and lonesome apartment.

Balthazar wasn't sure how long he was here, what he did know was he was reborn a few days after the Mammon thing, and it has seem like he had been here since well… ever. He found out that Gabriel had been taking his demonic powers, but lately little to no such power was being taken from him. Something nagged at his brain telling him there was an obvious reason why, and that he should know, but Bal guessed it was from the constant beatings some even to his head, had caused him to forget this piece of info. The sound of a smashing plate close to his mattress, and head, crashed thru his thoughts and made him whimper, usually he tried to keep up with his attitude and snark but it was getting harder as the beatings were now accompanied by mental attacks as well. Balthazar tried to block out Gabriel's voice, but when he is gagged, and unable to block his ears is was impossible. "Clean it up you rat!" shrieked Gabriel, and Bal was unable to stop himself, a spark of defiance that seemed to shine bright it was both a curse, and blessing made him snap back. "Clean it yourself bitch you made the mess!" Bal snapped, and shivered when Gabriel sneered at him, and began to close in on the demon. "You dare speak to me like this, I took you off the streets, I saved you from those bastards now clean up your mess or so help me I will beat you till you bleed" Gabriel hissed, and Bal flinched, and decided 'To hell with it she'll leave me alone after I do this' and Bal did as he was told, Gabriel waited and watched, then crouched down near Bal when most of the mess was cleaned up, and held the smashed plate in his cupped hands. Gabriel held her hands out the same way, and Bal hovered his hands above hers, and was about to release the shards in to her hands, when suddenly Gabriel's hands clapped around his and squeezed till the shards of glass bit into Balthazar's hands. Balthazar tried to pull away, and wrench his hands free of the bitches grasp but all it did was push the glass in farther, making Balthazar cuss shout and after a little while finally beg for mercy. Gabriel finally let go, and Bal scrabbled back to his mattress and began the painful, and slow process of pulling the shard out of his hands, with his teeth he didn't realize he was crying till, Gabriel delicately brushed one tear away. Bal startled let out a yelp, and pushed himself against the wall, the wards that kept him in the apartment zapped him, and he shrieked in pain and curled into the fetal position, his hands hidden by his body. He wanted so much to rant and rave, to scream his heart out but it wouldn't matter, there were wards to keep every sound he made just between Gabriel and him, it didn't stop Gabriel thou from beating him for nearly waking the neighbors. What made it worst was even thou nobody could hear what happened in their apartment, Bal could here every conversation of the neighbors. Every fight, every makeup every, cuss or mutter, told Bal there were people so close, just on the other side of paper thin walls, people who could help who could get him out of this spiraling hell, and yet so far away. Bal finally fainted from the pain, his mind on one word, one begging word …help.

Torture for some its traffic and the people they live with a self inflicted thing that some realize other don't. Some seek it other create it being a person that has many friends yet acting stupidly and they don't realize your torturing the people who care about you most. How dare they. Those that seek the pain believe they are better than most people of course all the torture is physical not metal the true shining gem of torture. The human mind so fragile and yet it takes so much …or does it?