Title: Here I Come, Sugar! Author: Shinju Tori
Character(s): Dean, Sam, Gabriel, an angelic OC, Bobby, God!Castiel gets mentioned in passing and other SPN people…
Genre: Hell if I know…*shrugs*
Summary: There was only one way to snap Cas out of his "God" mentality: An archangel had to purify him. Problem was there was none left alive or free to do it. So what's up with this girl who claims to know one in a surprising way…?
Spoilers:End of Supernatural season 6…YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Disclaimer: Don't own SPN cuz if I did there'd be some Sabriel brewing in a candy store or two…
Rating: M for violence/gore, strong language (both in English and Japanese), and sexual innuendo/content…
A/N: Well…My mind is starting to go pervy even though I strictly told it there would be no pervy moments… Don't worry it won't happen right away though...
A/N2: REMINDER:This Shinjielis of no relation to the Shinjiel in "Wait". They just look the same, but they are completely different people…Angels…You know what I mean!
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Sam watched the girl stir uneasily in her sleep. He hesitated before gently resting his hand on her forehead. He smiled watching her relax as he soothingly rubbed her forehead the way Dean would when he got headaches cuz of his-
-He was grimacing at a beaten up brown van. A van that looked like it was designed for pedophile rapists."Ugh…Kuso...I know we have the money Oka-san so why not buy me a GOOD car?" Sam grumbled reaching out a slender hand, with blue painted nails, to scratch some rust off the door of the vehicle irritated...-
-But Sam couldn't speak any Asian language; his hand wasn't all slender and girly like this plus he, undoubtedly, NEVER, EVER, painted his nails...-
-"Hey, my sweetie-pie! How's it-? Ouch…Pedo-van much?" He glanced to the side to see his father, only 6 or 7inches taller than him wincing at the monstrosity in front of them…-
-But Sam was taller than his dad by a good foot or so and his dad didn't have familiar light chestnut hair and amber eyes…-
-"That's what I told Oka-san myself, Tou-san! She just laughed it off and called me a baka!" Sam glared at the van, pouting as his father laughed. After he finished laughing, he smiled and snapped his fingers…-
"ONI-KO!" A girl's scream snapped Sam out of his trance. His head shot up to see a Japanese blade, a Katana if he remembered correctly, pointed, trembling, at his chest. Holding it was the mystery girl, fully awake, her glasses askew.
"Oni-ko!" She repeated, in a softer tone, giving him what was probably supposed to be a death glare but the intensity was lessened by a hunger and tiredness in her eyes. Sam could hear footsteps pounding on the stairs leading to Bobby's panic room.
"SAMMY!" Dean shouts as the door swings open. The girl's gaze jerks up to stare at Dean and Bobby and she rapidly says "Naze! Naze ka Oni-ko o sumai?" Bobby gestures for Dean to keep his mouth shut before replying "Doushi ore tomodachi."
The girl frowned, looking equally confused and scared, but she let go of the blade and it vanished into thin air, before she doubtfully snorted "Usotsuki…" Dean glared at Bobby and demanded "Well? What's she say?"
Bobby sighed "She asked how a Devil or Demon child was in my house. So, I just' told her that he's a friend o' mine and she called me a liar…Idjit…" Dean blinked as Sam bitterly asked the girl, "So I'm a Demon-Kid to you?"
She shook her head before timidly saying, with a surprisingly American accent, "No, you just…Caught me off guard is all…Only those with Angelic or Demonic influence and see my dreams the way you did…I assumed you were part demon cuz I can't sense any angelic influence on you so…" Dean stated shortly "You freaked."
She nodded, turning crimson from the roots of her hair down to the base of her neck. Sam sighed, standing up slowly before holding out his hand, "Let's take this from the top then: I'm Sam Winchester, that's my older brother Dean, and our family friend Bobby." She gingerly took his hand saying, "Emily Dane as of right now."
Dean raised an eyebrow. "Right now? As in you are some shitty demon or douche bag angel's meat-suit?" She raised an eye brow and said "First off, that's my other half that I got from my Papa that you're insulting. Second, saying douche bag…Isn't that the same as insulting someone by saying Tampon?" Dean blanched, Sam smacked his forehead, and Bobby shouted "OI! Not while I'm present ya idjit!"
She cheekily grinned as Sam finally said "Anyway, if you thought I was a Cambion, what does that make you?" Emily shot the three a look that was a bizarre mix of a pleading/bitch-face, "I might feel like saying if I am allowed to clean and feed myself…" She glanced down at her filthy clothes, meaningfully.
Instantly Bobby snorted a fine and held Dean back while Sam helped her wobble out of the room. "Bobby!" Dean hissed glaring at him. He shook his head saying, "Whatever she is ain't demon. She made a fuckin' sword appear outta of nowhere, and disappear just as quick…" Dean's jaw dropped recognizing the phrasing from a few years ago, "You think she's a REAL Trickster?"…
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TBC
