~Ashley~

So the world was going to the shitter. The apocalypse was nigh. All thanks to two guys. The Winchesters. Those morons had opened up the last seal and now Lucifer had escaped. On a side note, business was booming. I'm Ashley Weir. A weapons dealer, but not the illegal kind. I have a store in Green Bay, Wisconsin. I specialise in guns, but after being possessed by demon I had come to deal in other weapons to help kill the other creatures out there. If it wasn't for Rufus Turner I'd probably be dead or still just a meat suit for some damned demon. Since then I'd had tattooed a symbol that prevented possession to the right side of my hip. I stepped out of my Ford Shelby 1968, blue with two race stripes down the middle, tying back my purple hair. I re-tied my check shirt, pulling the keys to my store out of the back pocket of my leather pants. I stepped in finding the man I owe my life to.

"Rufus…coulda called, you best not have broken anything."

"Have I ever broken anything?" I shook my head relocking the door. "You heard what the Winchesters have done?"

"How could I not? I got my ear to the ground. Hunters passing through here like they do the Road House."

"It's fucked up. But this isn't a social call. I heard on a hunt from a demon begging for its life, they got their sights set on you. You're supplying a lot of hunters with the tools they need to get the job done. You been able to get holda things few people have. They're gunna want you dead or to possess you again." Rufus said. He stood and I saw my bags packed behind him.

"What, you want me to leave?"

"Yes, Ashley you really need to."

"And what about my weapons? What about the Hunters that rely on me?"

"We'll spread the word around. They'll have to leave message for you you'll check every couple of days. We'll send them somewhere that's safe for you and you can deliver the goods. We can't take any chances with you. So get your tush moving."

"No please don't go." I turned to the voice seeing a demon. "We wanna play with you." The demon eyes came glinting darkly. But I smiled.

"You demons are thicker than them Winchester boys will ever be. Look up douche bag." Rufus laughed as he knew that I had a devils trap drawn on the ceiling in UV ink. Rufus chucked me a little note-book.

"Let's see if you remember those Latin lessons." I had just finished reciting it the demon expelling from the guys body when we heard footsteps behind us.

"Ah shit."

"Understatement girl." Three demons and nowhere to go. "You wouldn't happen to have the Colt would ya?" I shook my head, I'd never even got finished with my own plans to recreate the Colt. A bright and blinding light filled the room and I shielded my eyes as I heard the demons scream. Then this horrible feeling and the light faded. I blinked.

"Rufus? Rufus? What happened?" When I could finally focus I wasn't in my store and Rufus wasn't there. Instead some guy in a trench coat stood in front of me. He threw a pouch at me.

"This hex bag will keep you hidden from the demons and this," He stepped closer and I pulled back and hit a wall. He placed a hand on my chest and pain shot through me leaving me gasping. "This will hide you from all Angels in existence and ever created."

"What the fuck did you just do to me?" I spat touching my chest.

"I carved the Enochian Sigil into your chest." I gaped at him. "I am Castiel. I will call you when I have more for you."

"What the fuck am I supposed to do, I don't even have any of my bags or my car, money," Before I finished my car appeared beside me bags in the back. I looked up at him to find him gone. "Fucking asshole." I pulled out my cell and called Rufus.

"Ashley?!"

"I'm fine I just got moved to," I saw a sign further ahead that said welcome to Providence and I was at the side of a gas station. "Providence. I got my stuff and my car, man this is fucked up. I'ma head to my cousins. They'll be able to help me."

"Ok keep me posted and I'll set up the stuff you need to keep your business going."

"Thanks Rufus, what would I do without you?"

"Be a meat suit for some jumped up demon." I rolled my eyes though he couldn't see. "Don't roll your eyes at me girlie. Take care." Then he hung up before I could tell him to be careful too.

"Well on ward to my cousins." I said to myself. I drove round getting a little lost, it had been a while since I'd been this way. I pulled up outside her place, shut off the engine and stepped out slowly. I walked up the steps and knocked. I noticed under the mat I was stood on was an engraving I lifted the edge to see a devils trap. I smiled to myself and looked up to have a gun pointing in my face.

"Ash…"

"Jynx….how's life?" I slowly stood hands out at my side.

"Not bad, heard about Lucifer rising?"

"Thanks to the Winchesters, yep. Can I come in?" I asked looking at my cousin. He was a twin, and I mean was. His brother Jynn was dead. Jynx was blonde haired, blue-eyed, 6 ft tall and built like a swimmer. He was pretty good-looking even if i do say so myself.

"Can you come in?" I stepped up on to the porch step to show I could move from the devils trap. "If Nyx said In Nomeni Patri, what would you and I say?" I smiled. It was from a favourite movie growing up.

"You would say, Et Fili and I would say Spiritus Sancti. From the Boondock Saints. And Shepherds we shall be, For thee, my Lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from Thy hand. Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands. So we shall flow a river forth to Thee. And teeming with souls shall it ever be. In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti." He cracked a smile and pulled me into a hug.

"Come on in Ash, you should visit more often." He said as I followed him inside.

"Well this isn't really a social call…"

"Oh what is it then?" Nyx asked as she stood at the bottom of the stairs.