Note: Again I do not own any characters from Supernatural! So please no sue me! I own Brooklyn, Brady, Damon, Justinian, Damon, and others that may pop up
Chapter 2 – Big Plans
Brooklyn came to her head pounding and her ankle throbbing. She looked around and saw that she was in a small room lit by one dim bulb hanging from the ceiling. She was lying on a small narrow mattress. The last thing she remembered was struggling to make it to the chapel and then a large form grabbed her and everything went black. Slowly she sat up looking for the best way to escape.
She quickly laid back down pretending to be asleep when the door clicked open and footsteps shuffled in.
"She is perfect. Justinian you did well. Soon we will be able to break the Seal. All part of Lucifer's plan. And to think Gabriel thought he could hide her from us. Angels…They can be so damn stupid!"
The demon approached Brooklyn and looked at her as she lay on the mattress. He leaned in brushed away a strand of her auburn hair. This would be a blow to Heaven's forces. A descendent of Gabriel, becoming the one thing the Archangel feared the most.
"Soon, Brooklyn Ravenwood, soon you will be one of us. "
The demon moved away and walked out the door with the blonde haired demon behind him. Hearing the door lock, Brooklyn jolted up and looked for a way out. But to her dismay there were no windows or other doors out. She was trapped. Part of the demon's big plans.
The cell phone rang on the night side stand. Dean picked it up recognizing the number right away.
"Brady. Hey man what's up?"
"Where are you and Sam at?"
"Uh lemme see…Hey Sammy! What shit hole town are we in?" Dean bellowed at his brother.
Sam glanced up from his laptop, "Austin. "He answered then went back to the laptop.
"Why? Is everything ok?" concern lacing Dean's voice.
"No. No it's not, Dean. Brooklyn was ambushed by demons at ASU. I need your guy's help finding her. Can you be here? Please say you can." Brady pleaded with Dean, on the verge of tears.
"Yeah we can be there. Just stay put."
"Thanks, Dean. "
Dean hung up the phone, closing his eyes. Memories of the hunter flooding his mind at once as he felt old feelings rise to the surface. After all this time she still got under his skin good and bad. Trying to suppress those thoughts, he turned to Sam, who was deep in research as usual.
"Hey Sammy! We need to move!" Dean bellowed at his brother.
"Why, what's wrong? "
"We need to move. Come on Sasquatch! Pack up the mobile library and let's move. We need to be in Phoenix asap!"
"Phoenix? Is Brooklyn ok? "He asked with one eyebrow arched.
"No she's not. Demons ambushed her at the ASU campus. Brady's in a panic right now. Cas! Cas, get your angelic butt down here now! "Dean yelled up at the ceiling of the hotel.
"You do not have to yell, Dean. We are aware of Brooklyn's disappearance." Castiel said standing by the window looking out. Dean could not see the hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Well then why are you here, Cas? Shouldn't you be out trying to find her using your angelic mind powers or something? ??" Dean pleaded with the angel.
"All we know is that Brooklyn was taken by Justinian. The demons are attempting to make her one of them. That is one of the Seals. "Ice blue eyes reaching deep into Dean's green ones. "Why are you two still standing here? You need to get to Phoenix."
And with that the angel was gone. What was it with them? Angels…Swoop in talk in code or tongue then take off expecting them to translate it.
Dean and Sam hurriedly packed up and were on the road to Phoenix. Once again Dean found himself struggling with his feelings about her. He really screwed up with her….hurt her bad and didn't fight for her when he should have. Instead his dumbass let her walk away, angry, hurt and betrayed. She trusted him, bared her heart and soul to him only to have him break it. Well he was going to get a second chance to do right by her. He pushed the accelerator harder.
Brooklyn waited. Waited for what she was not sure. It felt like days, but she knew it wasn't that long. The door opened back up light spilling in. She covered her eyes, trying to see who was at the door. A blonde haired demon entered the room. His eyes were an emerald green, searing into her soul as he looked at her. He was dressed in black jeans and black button up shirt. He wore a smirk as he stood in the doorway. He leaned to one side, his frame blocking the door.
"Well, so you are Brooklyn Ravenwood. You know for being such small statue you have caused a lot of problems for us. Almost as much as the Winchester Boys have. "He continued smirking at her, his eyes looking her up and down.
Brooklyn merely stared coldly at the demon.
"Now didn't your mother teach you it was rude to stare? Oh wait, that's right! Your mother is dead. And so is your dad and brother…What a pity. "The demon feigned pity and sadness, taunting the young hunter.
"Justinian! That is enough! "A voice boomed behind the blonde demon. Turning around Justinian met eyes with a silver haired man. "Damon. I did not know you were still here. I was merely..."
"Taunting the hunter. You are needed elsewhere. Dismissed." Damon commanded. His steel grey eyes never leaving the younger demon's green ones.
Damon entered the room, closing the door behind him. The room suddenly growing lighter as the older demon stepped in the room.
"I apologize for Justinian's behavior. Manners are his weak point I must say. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Damon." The older demon said with a smile.
"I know who you are Damon. Just as you know who I am." Brooklyn's voice cracked.
Damon nodded. "I do, Brooklyn Ravenwood. You are descended from Gabriel himself. You bear his mark. You are also a hunter. One of his hunters. This is why you were chosen. "He smiled stroking her hair.
Brooklyn grabbed his wrist turning to him. Cold grey eyes meeting his. "Do not touch me, demon. Your kind already left their mark on me."Damon saw the burns on her wrists.
Damon looked down at the angry red skin on each wrist. With a touch of his hands the burns were gone. Brooklyn looked at her healed wrists. It was as if they were never burned in the first place. She eyed Damon suspiciously. "Why did you do that?"She asked the demon. Damon only looked at her, his gaze never wavering. "I could give you anything you want. Power, money, love" He lingered on the last word.
"I can see how you were hurt by Dean Winchester. How he ripped your heart out with that floozy in Denver. That would never happen again. You could have any man you wanted, Brooklyn. Any man."Damon whispered in her ear knowing he was sending chills down her spine. Getting up he grinned at her as he left he in solitude once again.
