Alrighty. I think it's finally time I covered this story. And, I'm sure some of you will be happy to see it.
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The night was calm. Cool. Serene. Everything was at ease. The perfect night for a walk beside the lake. After all. It was the only place the demon could go to ease his mind.
This demon, adored the night time. Relied on it even. After all, his skin would burn in the sunlight. This was the perfect time of day for him. He had invited his wife Vivianna, but she hadn't been feeling well tonight, so he left her be. After all, he worried for her. She needed her rest.
Slowly he sat down beside the lake, allowing his feet to dip into the water. The cool feel just heavenly for him really. He loved the feeling of cold water on his feet. It calmed him. Sighing, he looked up to the stars. Wondering... what he should do next. Things... were NOT going, in his favor. Anywhere. And if he let things continue in such a way, he might lose everything. He needed to make a change but, he didn't know where...
He was trapped. Trapped in this mess he'd made...
Sighing once more he closed his eyes. Hoping to calm his mind if even only slightly. He couldn't allow these thoughts to flood him. Less he truly need the anti-depressants Jenette had given him. He didn't want to take them, but he might have to at some point...
" Well. Ain't this a sight. "
A voice mocked behind him. The demon, shooting straight up and turning. Finding... that vampire boy again. That dark, gothic tall vampire boy. The, one he'd supposedly cursed. Dean, wasn't it...?
" Glad I got to see you. I've been looking forward to BEATING you into the GROUND. "
Dean hissed. No doubt, still fiery over "Jack" forcing him to torment Fatch and Thatch. It wasn't his fault, but. All Dean had seen was him, telling him to torment two little kids... the demon, slowly sighed to all this, frowning, feeling a pain in his chest. Dean was going to fight him, over something he didn't do...
" ... Nice... nice to see you again, Dean... "
Jack got out softly quiet, NOT ready to fight him. Yet, not wanting to control him either... he was trapped in this moment.
" I see you've been well... "
" What, no death threats? No sarcasm? No commands? "
Dean scoffed, not one to let his guard down. Crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes so they turned red.
" That's not like you, don't you think? "
" The "me" you once knew is gone, wether or not you believe that... "
The shadow demon said lowly, crossing his arms and looking to the side. Dean, however, was having NONE of that.
" Bull s***! You expect me to believe ANYTHING you say now?! After you tormented me?! "
" No. I don't expected it. I, I ask of it... I don't know, how to prove this to you is all... "
The older fell quiet, eyes closed and head down. He... he didn't know what to do here. Dean, so fiery, wouldn't want to listen to reason. And, he had no real proof that he'd changed after all. How could someone whom he'd used to torment and made to do unimaginable tasks, possibly believe anything he'd say after everything...? There was no way. Dean wouldn't listen. And he himself had no real answers either...
Amazingly, the shadow bat began to calm down to seeing this. Like... less infuriated. It was a good sign.
" ... Here. I'm not totally heartless. You have 1 minute to start talking sense to me. "
Dean said lowly. Jack, heaving a sigh of relief to it. Amazed and relieved the other was giving him SOME chance. It was nice to see really.
" All-alright. Here. Here's what I have gathered. Years ago, the ancient demon Juan Carlos possessed Fatch Ramirez. Took control, and killed my wife Vivianna... as a result, I lost my sanity. I was so lost, and willing to believe anything in hopes she could be brought back. I tormented Fatch, and I followed Pyro... "
Falling quiet for a moment, he explained.
" Pyro told me... he could bring her back. Revive Vivianna. As long as I followed him and sealed him inside Platinum Winchester. I, in my unstable state, obeyed. But... since he was inside Platinum, he wanted me to cause destruction, and help Platinum, truly, fall into evil. I must've thought I needed a servant. I, I didn't remember even cursing you until recently. But... when I saw you, being kicked out of that restaurant for stealing I... I guess I saw potential in you... "
" SKAT! "
Jack jumped lightly, nearly spitting out his drink, turning just in time to see the waiter swatting at a dark haired vampire with a broom. This vampire seemed to have a lot of food in his arms as he ran, appearing to be trying to keep any of it from falling, and soon fled from the restaurant.
The demon put his glass down and slowly got up, walking over to the waiter.
" What was THAT about Clark? "
The waiter, Clark, looked at the demon in irritation, throwing his arm out in the direction the child ran before letting it drop to his side in frustration.
" Oh, just some maggot who's ALWAYS coming in and raiding the fridge. I mean, he's a homeless kid and I feel bad an all, but we run a business and we can't let him get away with this! "
A homeless kid huh...? Perhaps he could look into this a little... don't get the wrong idea, he wasn't all nicey nice and wasn't about to help a worthless street kid. But if the kid was desperate enough, perhaps he could use that...
Walking over to the door and grabbing his umbrella, he walked out into the sunny day, looking around for that child. He could tell his creature like aura wasn't very strong, perhaps due to not getting enough nutrition, so he shouldn't be very difficult to find. Following this aura closely, he found it leading him to an alleyway, and he soon let his body fade to shadows so he wouldn't get noticed. He found the kid from before sitting in the far back corner of the alley, eating an apple as if he hadn't eaten in days.
This boy wasn't much to look at really. His hair was very messy and close to being overgrown, his eyes were a blood red, he didn't have any shoes so his feet were cut from obvious alley debris, and his clothes were a dirty brown, torn and tattered. Truly this child wasn't anything more than a down-on-his-luck vampire.
This child soon sighed as he finished his "meal" and laid down on the cold ground, curling up into a tight ball.
" ... I hate this world... "
The child muttered, getting Jack to narrow his now black shadowy eyes.
" I wish I could get somewhere, instead of sleeping in this FILTHY alley. "
So the twerp wanted more? Keh... Jack was not surprised by this. Creatures and demons often wanted the best, and it seemed this child was no exception. He could even be called... desperate. Perhaps... perhaps he could work with this...
" Yeah. You saw potential in a homeless kid. "
Dean spat out lowly, crossing his arms.
" What's your point? "
" My point is... I did do all those horrible things. I know that. But... I also know that no one will ever forgive me for them. And I know you sure won't. I'll, I'll leave you alone... I just wanted you to know what happened... "
Slowly. Jack turned. Remembering with ease Dean had a giant hammer. And, the last thing he wanted was for Dean to clobber him with it. Dean didn't have to forgive him. He, wouldn't forgive himself. He was just glad to get it off his chest. Everything he had done was eating him alive. Sharing his thoughts, definitely helped.
" ... Wait, Jack. "
Dean called out softly, Jack stopping in his tracks. The vamp, coming over, standing a mere few feet from him. Saying gently.
" You really are different. The you I met wasn't, nearly, this open or sincere. This all here, is the truth huh...? "
" ... It is... "
" Then I forgive you. "
" What?! "
Jack yelped, turning around in a start. Staring wide eyed at the other being.
" J-just like that?! "
" Just like that. I can easily see you're a decent guy. So long as you don't use that "do my bidding" power on me, making me do what you want, we're all good. Deal? "
Jack was utterly speechless! He'd seriously changed this boys DNA drastically, and forced him to do his bidding- even hurt him and forced him to kill- and Dean was OK with it?! Forgiving him THAT EASILY?! ... A smile. Worked onto Deans face. Smiling brightly emotional to all this. Amazed with this boy...~
" D-deal. Deal! Dean... thank you! You're, one of the first people to forgive me...~ "
" Don't sweat it man. Really. I may be a psychopath, but I ain't totally heartless. You keep your chin up you hear? Don't let people take you out. "
" K-k. I will. "
" Good. "
Slowly. The two separated. Jack... smiling bright all the while. A small blush on his face. Touched... maybe. Maybe he had a chance. Maybe he could make things right with the others too. Maybe...~
Awww. Jack~
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