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"I won't say this again." She warned with hostility, "Tell me what you know." She commanded as she watched the Demon's smile spread.
"Like I will tell you, Mutt." The Demon started to chuckle, but a fist connected with his face enough to knock a couple teeth out.
"Either you tell me or I rip you to shreds…slowly." She said with a low rumble echo inside her throat.
The Demon swallowed slowly, "I don't know." He muttered softly, but she caught the lie and her claws made her way into the Demon's throat. He screamed in pain.
"I'm giving you one last chance…" She warned as she pulled her claws out and dipped them back in the bucket full of holy water.
The Demon breathed heavy in recovery from the attack, "I told you—"
He screamed out as a claw scratched him across the face, leaving three long gashes across his cheek and a sizzling burn from the holy water. "You lied." She interrupted, "I can hear your heart rate and I can smell your stench." She muttered as she raised her morphed hand again.
"Okay! Okay!" He screamed to stop her, "Crowley." He finally confessed, but he screamed after he felt claws rip into his skin.
Anya breathed in a heavy breath to sniff the air for any signs. Nothing strange stuck out in with the aromas she scented. Normal scents like the plants and flowers, a touch of humidity with tonight's forecast, a nearby campfire burning, and the humans surrounding it. Her eyes glanced up to the bright arched moon luminating the starry sky. Her inner wolf admired the large glowing crescent that glowed above her. An animalistic urge came over her as her chest started to ache with something that was begging to be released, it slowly moved its way up to the bottom of her neck. She let the wolf inside release when she felt her body grow in mass as her clothes ripped apart and the black fur sprout through her skin. Her bones crackled to the morphing and her nose and mouth grew into a long snout. Her teeth sharpened to long canines and her nails grew into sharp white claws. She felt her tailbone grow into a furry tail behind her. The thing making its way up her throat reached into her trachea, where it continued to crawl up toward her mouth. She took a deep breath in as constricted her throat when she let the thing release from her lungs with a smooth wolf howl into the night.
The men surrounded the lone vampire as it hissed at its attackers. She watched from above in a tree far enough so she couldn't be detected. As she sniffed in the night air, the smell of sulfur struck her nose. A strong sense of wonder came over her as she started connecting pieces together. Suddenly, the vampire let out a loud noise of struggle when one Demon grabbed him from behind and stabbed a needle into his neck. She took another sniff in when she scented the stench of dead man's blood. As much as she didn't admire vampires, she sent a small feeling of sympathy for the young vamp. He seemed terrified as ever as he slowly collapsed to the ground with the poison in his veins.
"This one should give us info on the Alpha."
Her attention went on full alert at what one Demon spoke out.
"Shut up! You want Crowley to kill you?" Another Demon warned as he watched a Demon pick up the unconscious vampire and hauled him over his shoulder.
"What? We're out in the middle of nowhere. No one's out here." The ignorant Demon retorted as they made their way back out of the woods toward their vehicle.
The warning Demon shook his head at his partner's foolishness. "Still, Crowley doesn't want his plans being exposed out in the open, you idiot."
"And I don't like my name being blabbed out of your mouth with every sentence, you fool."
The conversating Demons jumped at the new Demon that appeared out of thin air. She almost jumped as well, until she realized who it was. Her blood pumped as she felt the urge to pounce right on the new Demon and rip him to shreds right then and there, but it's against better judgment.
"Sir—" One Demon muttered, until Crowley interrupted him.
"Shut it." He snapped his fingers and both the Demons disappeared in a flash. He let a sigh as he turned toward the other two remaining Demons with one holding the poisoned vampire over his shoulder. "Would you gentleman like to blab, as well?" He questioned with sarcasm. The Demons remained quiet for the right answer to the question. "Good." Crowley continued, "Bring him to the place." He ordered and he suddenly disappeared. The Demons obeyed and continued their way back to the vehicle to leave.
Anya let a small sigh when the Demons drove off. "So you're looking for Alphas…" She spoke softly to herself in deep thought and a feeling a worry began to ache in her stomach.
Dean struck the restrained Demon in the face. "What is Crowley's plan?" He demanded as he walked back to the table where he grabbed the jug of holy water.
The Demon smirked slowly after he recovered from Dean's hit. "I rather have holy water than what Crowley would do to me if I spilled." He admitted.
Dean splashed the holy water on the Demon's face as he screamed in pain and sizzling smoke flowed from his wet face. He looked back to his brother, Sam who returned him a look of thought back to Dean. Dean glanced back to the Demon. "Who said holy water is the only thing up my sleeve?" He gleamed as he pulled out the knife that all Demons fear.
The Demon frowned at it, but met his gaze back to Dean with hate. "Do your best. I'm not going to be on Crowley's bad side."
"Suit yourself." Dean replied as he stabbed the knife into the Demon's thigh. He screamed out in pain as orange flashed within his body. He slowly twisted it to inflict more pain and it worked when the Demon screamed even louder.
The Demon's screaming turned into forced laughter, "Stupid Winchesters. You always think that little knife solves everything."
Dean pulled out the knife at the Demon's remark. "It solves you." He stabbed the knife through the Demon's neck as he gurgled in pain with the glowing orange flashing and it slowly faded away. His head hung down with death and Dean pulled out the knife to clean it.
"No Demon is ratting on Crowley. They're more afraid of him than us." Sam pointed out as he stood from his chair with a stretch.
Dean shrugged and tucked the knife back in his belt when he finished cleaning the blade. "Well, what we know so far is that Crowley is gathering up monsters and torturing them."
"What we don't know is why." Sam finished as they both pondered on the mystery.
"Well you're not going to find out on Demons on the bottom of the food chain."
Dean and Sam both jumped as the unexpected female voice spoke out to them. She stood in the middle of the living room doorway with her arms crossed as she examined both of them as well. She heard plenty about the Winchesters brothers, enough to recognize them right at that moment.
Sam retreated back to his brother's side as they both pulled out their handguns and aimed quickly at her. "Who the hell are you?" Dean commanded as he eyed the trespasser. She stood at medium height with long black hair that curled loosely toward the ends. Her eyes sparkled with bright green color that he stared into for what seemed like a moment too long.
"My name is Anya. I'm someone who can help." She returned as she stood still to pose no threat toward the brothers.
Sam swallowed in thought, "And how do we know we can trust you?" He asked in suspicion.
Anya took a deep breath in as she second guessed things, "Because I know Crowley's plan."
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