so i dont like how they just wrote Adam off, so i'm bringing him back! and a new friend! review if its any good or you want me to carry on! thanx
I look out to the cage in wonder as the mighty fall, angel and men alike. In my life I have known man to be nothing but evil doers, raping, murdering, destroyer scum, but now as I walk to the cage I see them, human souls. Not the kind I've witnessed my whole life, black and despicable, chains securing their sins, these are beautiful, a dim glow outlining them in the fight between the angel brothers. They don't belong here, in this horrible place that I call home.
My name is Tisiphone, my skin pained ivory with rosé cheeks, my hair a chestnut brown, my eyes a doe blue and short, hourglass figure, childbearing hips and large breast, avenger of murder and I am the middle child of the three sister Furies. When we were born I looked out into the pits of hell and felt nothing, my sisters the same, but over the endless centuries we have changed. My eldest sister Megaera, her skin an olive glow, heir a dragon breath red, matching eyes and big boned, sort figure, has grown content in her duty, causing jealousy and envy, punishing those who commit crimes, such as infidelity, she enjoys her work, as does my younger sister Alecto. Alecto, her hair a flamed yellow, sun kissed skin, electric green eyes and tall, slim body, has the job of punishing those who go against their morels, but she has become a hypocrite, simply for how much anger she holds against humans. Then there's me, for a long time I just accepted and even thrived on punishing those who deserve it. I grew especially vicious to those who harmed children, because when we saw glimpses of the world, my sisters saw the chaos and destruction that people do to each other, but me? I saw the beauty of the young, the only true innocents.
Over the years I find myself walking closer to the cage and back every day. I'm afraid, my sisters have noticed my distracted presence and asked me to confide in them many times, but I cant. There was a time we where inseparable, but after…things have never been the same.
Today, I walk to the holy fire bars and look inside. There, quivering in the corner are those two souls I have dreamed of for so long, I knee beside them and they scurry back "wait! don't be afraid. I wont hurt you I swear." they look at me and the dimmer of the glows ask "who are you?" I smile and sit, fanning out my long scarlet ribbon gown as a comforter "my names Tisiphone. I am a sister Furie, we only punish those who deserve to be punished. I mean you no harm. And you are?" the dimmer light seems to be holding the brighter one as he answers "Sam Winchester, this is my brother Adam." I gasp slightly at the name, but also at the sight of their human bodies, broken and torn in the battle ground of the angels, that I've just noticed. I sit there with them for a while, we don't speck much, but I feel better with them. Something I don't think I've felt before…human.
Over time it has become our ritual, I go to them, we talk and just sit together. Sam tells me about his life with his other brother Dean, about those he's lost. Adam never talks much, but he hold my hand though the fire bars, his eyes looking into mine, their are a beautiful blue. I know they feel each blow given inside the cage, it vibrates the very pits, how could they not? But one day, as I torture a wife killer, I saw a shot of light being dragged from the cage and quickly dispose of the living evil in my charge. I run the cage, but on arrival I see my souls where they have always been, Adams body also, but Sam's its gone! I ask them what happened, but they cant move, cant speak, they are still by a power, forced into physical submission, but their eyes, so wide and filled with such horror and pain. It makes me weep.
I walk back to my and my sisters domain, and for a moment I look around, the endless torturer, pain, screams. I cant take it anymore, I hate it here. I look over to the cage, where I just came from and that's when I decide, I'm going to get out of here and I'm going to save them! I look down at my sisters and they give punishment with glee, then over to the far wall, the mirror, where we access the living sinners, bringing them to judgment in their slumber. I don't bother giving my sister a second look as I pass them by, chanting under my breath "Conteram ab inferno. Ego crucem in terram. Ego! Ego enim Furie Tisiphone! et non sequent's. (I will break free from Hell. I will cross into Earth. I will! for i am the Furie Tisiphone! and I will not be followed.) I hear my sisters call my name as I leap through the enchanted glass, freezing it closed as I cross the line between Hell and Earth.
I feel weak as an arm shakes me on instinct I back away, feeling cold, damp water pellets hit my skin, sitting on something soft and wet "its ok! I don't want to hurt you sweetie,…are you ok?" I look up at the voice, it's a woman, old and frail, I don't see any evil in her eyes "I believe so, just a tad disoriented I think." she nods with a small smile and asks "I hope you don't mind me asking dear, but what on earth are ya doin' out in this weather dressed like that?" I look down at my red ribbon gown, it shows my stomach and top breast, the skirt rips ravelling my legs "I was trying to get away." she just nods sympathetically, nod wanting to pry. She walks over to me and helps me up "come dear, you can stay with me for the night, cant have you catching your death out here." I merely nod as the woman guides me to her home.
As we reach the humble house she turns to me "its not much, but its home. Oh, where are me manners, my names Pearl deary. What would yours be?" I smile and stand, dripping on her floor "Tisiphone." she smiles back and hands me some sort of green gown and soft towels "the nighty's a bit big, but it'll do for sleeping. You change and dry your hair, I'll make something to warm the belly. You must be hungry." I nod thanks as she points me towards the bathroom. When I emerge the scent of sugary fat and salt, it smells good. I sit at the dinning table with Pearl, I look at the plate before as she asks "oh my, I should have asked, you like bacon right? Not a vegetarian or anything?" I smile at her and shake my head "no, I've just never had it before, however it smells delicious." he seems hand at that statement and I pick up the sandwich and take a bite and grown in ecstasy. This seems to make Pearl happy.
Its been a month since I came to Earth, Pearl has been kind enough to let me stay with her, she bought me clothes and such, she's teaching me to cook, I burnt the casserole last night, I'm not very good. I don't understand why she's helping me, she doesn't even know me, when I ask she simply says 'because we all need saving Tisi.' and not once has she asked about my past. I fond myself caring for the old woman and that humans are more than I first anticipated. It's time for me to leave, a small part of me doesn't want to, to leave Pearl alone. She has no family, she's alone. As I throw my bag over my shoulder at the bus station I look down into the kind brown eyes that took me in "I wish I didn't have to go." she just smiles and takes my hand in hers "we all have journeys to make Tisi, but know your always welcome here." I feel my eyes begin to water "you've taught me so much Pearl, you've been the parent I've never known. Thank you. I promise that I will return one day and call and write often." she wipes at my cheek, despite her own tears "you make sure to do that. Oh, Tisi, your eighteen, so young. Forget about the past, just live, be free." I quickly rap my arms around her "I will." as she pulls away I kiss her cheek "goodbye Pearl." she smiles as I board the bus and mouths as I take my seat "Goodbye Tisi." then I'm gone, leaving. I'll keep my promise to her, but right know I have a journey to take, I need to find Dean Winchester.
~*One Year and Some Mouths Later*~
(6x12 end)
I stand here in the junk yard of Booby Singer. It's taken a lot to get here, I've changed in the past year, I've had to. Had to adapt to this world, this beautiful broken world. I dust off my jeans and fiddle with my loose side bangs and layered hair, just past my collar bone, nervously. I take a deep breath and knock on the door, a oldish man opens it, beard and cap "can I help you missy?" I nod "I hope so, I'm looking for Dean Winchester." suddenly a tall man is at the door "Bobby, who is it?" I stare at him in wonder "Sam?" his eyes lock with mine, I see his soul, and before I can think my arms are around his neck "Sam! Oh god, you're here! How is this possible?" I pull back and ask with a large grin "is Adam back also?" he looks at me questioningly "I know you! How?" I stare, baffled in realization "your memories of hell are gone." as another man comes to the door I smile "it doesn't matter, we can make new ones…where's Adam?" the three men look at me sadly.
As I walk into the house they start to interrogate me, mostly the shorter man does "who are you?" I stand firm "Tisiphone, I'm a Furie. Call me Tisi. I met Sam and Adam in hell, when Sam's body diapered I ran away, came up here, to get both of them out. Now…where. Is. Adam?" the others still suspicious of me, Sam answers "Dean made a deal with death, he could only get one of us out." I look at the older brother and fill with rage, as I do my entire eyes turn a blood red, my finger nails growing like daggers and my hair turning into a hissing pile of poisonous snakes "you left him down there? How could you?" Sam is standing in front of his brother "Tisi, please, it was one or neither!" I feel the blood tears falling from my eyes "you don't remember so you don't get to comment! I saw what they did to you, and it humanized me. Made me feel something for the first time other than hate! I saw your pain and it broke my heart!" they look at me in sadness and awe as I sob, turning back to my normal self, by blood tears staining my cheeks "we cant leave him down there! I wont!" each man nods and the oldest hunter asks "so what do we do? We tried everything!" I shake my head "no, you tried the hunter ways, now we do it the Furie way! Like I planned." they look at me as my nails grow again "a ritual my sisters and I used to use to be together anywhere, before I left them." I hold out my hand to the brothers "I need your blood, family blood! I'll have to change the words a little, but it should work just the same." they hold out their hands and I make a small slice on each palm. I press their bleeding hands together, dripping their blood onto the floorboards and chant "sanguine sanguis te invoco a Orco puteos ferat nobis!(blood of this blood I call to thee, from the pits of Hell I carry you to us!)" the blood spots grow large, into a hole on the ground. We all step back as a flaming gust of wind pushes something up through the hole.
A bright light, as the hole closes there he is, Adam lying on the floor. We all run to him I place my hand over his eyes, blocking out the images of horror. I look to the other three men "we need to get him somewhere more comfortable." they nod and both brothers reach for him, as they take him up stairs Bobby looks at me "why are you doin this?" I look at where the siblings just went and answer "because they made me better." I don't look at him, just walk into his kitchen and grab a cloth and a bowl of water.
As I sit by Adams bedside gently soothing him with a damp cloth, the brothers enter and ask me the same question the old man did "why are you helping us?" I sigh in confession "my whole life has been about punishing the guilty. For a long time I took pride in my work, I tortured murders and child molesters, drove the scum of the Earth to madness in there sleep, but after all this time…I guess I just grew tired, lonely. My sisters and I drifted apart centuries ago. However I carried on, doing my duty…until I saw you fall into the pit. I'd never seen virtuous souls before. I befriended you, saw your pain and I wanted to help, because for the first time I feel…just, feel! I don't ever want to go back there. The endless screams, walking in blood everyday, the smell of burning flesh everywhere, I cant take it, but here…here you have flowers, the rain, each other. I want to help! I want to stay!" they look at meas a hand grasps my arm. I gasp in surprise and turn to fond Adam looking up at me "I'd like you to stay." we fling ourselves to each other, but as his brothers come over I leave. They need each other right now, a moment to reunint, because after all things are coming, but I'll be here to help. To help my humans.
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