It had been a few days and Alice was driving to one of the locations some creatures could be hiding. In the big city, people started going missing. This had happened for years, but now it became a real problem. Over fifty people had gone missing in the passed month alone. She looked over at Angel, who was sleeping and listening to her IPod on full blast. She smiled and kept an eye out for anything mysterious. Her thoughts rambled on and on about how she was tired of moving from place to place. She wanted a place to settle down. A place where Angel could get married and start a family. A place where Alice could feel at home and start anew. She missed her parents dearly, but she had to push forward. There wasn't any reason she should be stuck in the past. She had to keep Angel above the water, or she would sink like a rock. She was truly the only thing her sister had.
It was bright outside with the sun shining its rays proudly. The temperature was a cool eighty degrees and the nice breeze swept through the window and through Alice's red hair. The puffy white clouds swam across the sky at a slow pace and birds chirped in trees. Her blue eyes looked around frantically every once in a while, making sure nothing bad happened. The last thing she needed was to wreck her sister's beloved car.
A trail of blood leading from the city's road ran into the forest. There was a ton of blood smeared on the gravel and green leaves of the forest. She immediately stopped the car and took out Angel's headphones. "I think we've found our lead."
She woke up wearily and rubbed her eyes. "What are we after again?"
Alice contemplated for a second and shrugged. "I actually don't know. It literally could be anything."
Angel tied her long brown hair up into a ponytail and fixed her make up. "Great. Nothing's better than going in blind on a hunt," she replied sarcastically. Alice got out of the car and unlocked the trunk. She pushed the button on the side of the trunk and the carpets came off of the car to reveal gun racks and weapons of every kind. Even the hood of the trunk had a few guns inside of them. Pistols, automatic weapons, semi-automatic weapons, blades, knifes, swords, hand grenades, smoke screens, flash bangs, holy water in water guns, salt-loaded guns, they had almost anything they could ever need while fighting creatures. If they didn't have something they needed, Alice would just create it. "Let's go kick some ass," Angel stated and cocked her shotgun.
"And take some names," Alice finished her sister's sentence.
They marched into the woods quietly and followed the blood trails. The trees stood much taller than five stories high and the leaves flourished greatly around everything. Vines climbed up the trunks of the trees and the bushes were overgrown. The different shades of green played with their eyes and the sky wasn't to be seen because of the tree tops. Birds chirped in the trees and squirrels climbed branches. Alice followed close behind her sister and carried her gun lightly. Angel came up to an abandoned cabin and stopped. She made a few hand gestures telling her to go around the back and check it out.
Alice complied and made her way out back to check it out. She made sure to pay attention to her surroundings. There was an old back door and an old brown wooden porch. The windows were boarded up and covered in tattered white curtains. She opened the door slowly and made her way inside. The cabin had an old fireplace, but no furniture. The floors were creaky and the windows in the front were covered in blankets to keep the sunlight out. There was a door to the side of the big room that led to the basement. She didn't want to go down into the basement. She knew that is where all of the scenes of impending doom in scary movies happened. She urged herself to go down there anyway, knowing if she didn't, Angel could be in trouble. Alice shook her head slightly and made her way down the stairs. I'm going to regret this. Alice thought.
Bodies hung upside down on hooks while the blood was being drained out of them. Some of their faces were gangly and torn apart, and others were fresh kills, planting their last facial expression they ever had forever on their face. The stench coming from all of them was foul and thick up Alice's nose. I guess we found the missing people. Where are the rest of them, though? She wondered. A sound came from behind her and before she could whip around, everything went black.
Angel woke up tied on a chair back-to-back with Alice. She didn't remember blacking out. All she could recall was sending Alice to check out the back of the cabin. The back of her head hurt massively and her back was killing her. "A…Alice…" she whispered.
"Angel, you're awake," she replied instantly.
"Don't talk." A man ordered from the shadows.
Angel's eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness yet, but she felt several presences in the room. "Don't tell me what to do."
A man slapped her across the face and screamed, "Shut up!"
"You're going to regret that," Angel spat in his face.
"You're going to regret when I-"
Another man interrupted him and held up a cell phone. "She has Sam Winchester's number."
"That's perfect. We can finally lure him over here and give him what he deserves for killing most of our family," the man answered. He backed away and called the number. He then shoved it in Angel's face on speaker.
Angel's heart began to race. She didn't want to be the person to get Sam killed. She had liked him after all. "Hello?" Sam answered, kind of shy in his tone.
"Sam, we're in a bit of trouble…" Angel started. She sighed and continued, with a dull sound to her voice, "I need you to help us."
"Where are you?" He asked with a worried tone.
After Alice had given him the way to get there, Angel quickly put in, "Sam, please hurry."
"We aren't that far from you. Give us ten minutes. Stay on the-"
The man shut the phone and the call ended. "This was too easy."
"Alice, are you hurt?" Angel asked as she turned slightly.
"Yeah, they roughed me up a bit, but I'll be fine. I'm just dizzy," she replied.
Angel turned her attention towards the men when her eyes finally adjusted. They were dark beings with cracked gray skin and soulless black eyes. They wore a lot of clothing to cover it up, but she could see right through it. There were ten men in the room total. No one seemed to be the leader. They were a pack, probably an Oligarchy type of rule set, and worked together to get their food. "What are you guys?"
One of the men polished his blade, "Since you're going to die anyway, I might as well tell you. We're Jikininki, or demons who feast on human corpses. You two have completed the set of how many people we need until we move to the next town."
"So you fat-asses had to eat over three hundred people in the past ten years in order to move to the next town?" Angel laughed, "That's hilarious."
"Angel, don't," Alice whispered. She knew she would get beat up and didn't want that to happen.
"Don't what? They've been disrupting the natural order of humanity. They've been killing off people who weren't supposed to die yet. They deserve everything that comes to them," she scoffed.
One of the men went to punch Angel, but his hand went right through her and hit the back of the wooden chair. He cried out in pain and she stood up. One man went to hit her; she blocked the move easily and tripped him without hesitation. She stepped on his throat forcefully as another man attempted to grab her. He ghosted right through her and hit the wall. The door was kicked open by Dean and found Angel already kicking ass. Sam was right behind him and another man stood behind him.
One of the Jikininki bit into Angel, making her scream out in pain. She stopped him and made him ghost through her and onto the floor. Angel grabbed him by the head and twisted his neck, making him go limp. She gazed at her arm, which was bleeding from the bite mark, but he hadn't managed to rip off her skin. She realized she just used her powers in front of the Winchesters and this unknown man, and she felt ashamed. She wasn't supposed to reveal her secret to anyone.
Dean went with the flow and started beating up other Jikininki. He shot at them with his shotgun and made one guy fly into the back wall. Another man pushed Sam against the wall and attempted to stab him with the knife that he had. Angel took on another guy that came at her with a bat and kicked him in his privates. He leaned over in scrawling pain and she kicked him in the chin, sending him flying. Sam knocked the guy pinning him down to his feet and stabbed him with a special blade. The guy screamed and an orange substance ran through his veins. Then, he was dead.
"Cas, go see if her sister's alright," Dean ordered the man.
Cas went over to Alice to make sure she was okay and untied her. He had short black hair with the most amazing blue eyes. He wore a suit under his tan trench coat, where his hands could barely be seen in the sleeves.
"Whoa," Alice said breathlessly as she looked at him.
"Are you okay?" Cas asked her curiously. His voice was low and deep, like a velvety chocolate.
"Mhmm," she answered simply, not knowing how to string words together anymore. Alice was in awe of this gorgeous man. An awkward tension set in between them, accompanied by the longest ten seconds of her life. "I love your eyes," she finally said.
"I like your…um….face," he smiled and faintly blushed at the compliment. He didn't know exactly how to answer, for he was caught off guard.
"Hey, you two love birds! Cut it out. Can't you see we're fighting here?" Dean yelled to Alice and Cas, pulling them out of their daydream.
Alice created a water gun full of holy water and sprayed it around the room at the demons. They all hissed and their skin burned from it. This gave everyone a chance to kill them in a swift move, one way or another. When everything was over, Sam started chanting in Latin and exorcised the demons from their vessels. Angel sat down on the chair again and regained her vision after it faltered. Her head still hurt and was pounding.
Dean turned to her and crossed his arms. "So what? You're part of what we hunt?" He was referring to her powers.
Angel stayed quiet and tried to string the words together in her mind before she spoke and said something wrong. Sam looked at her, distressed. He spoke up, "Dean, not everyone with powers is bad. You remember how I was. I used my powers for what I thought was good."
"Yeah, and that started the freaking apocalypse if I remember correctly," Dean threw his hands up in the air and furrowed his brow.
Sam rolled his eyes and put his hand on Angel's shoulder as he knelt down to check on her. Her heart started to beat faster and her eyes traced a trail from his hands, up his masculine arms, and up to his kissable lips. She flicked her eyes up to meet his and saw the sympathy in them. "I was born with them. I can't really help it. I only use my power for good. If you couldn't tell, I used it to escape and dodge some attacks." Angel clutched her bleeding arm.
"Dean's just overreacting," he shot a glare at Dean and looked back at her with caring eyes, "Having that power just makes you a little bit better of a hunter than we are."
"I have a power too," Alice said. "I can create anything I want and it'll be completely real."
"Sometimes we were told stories that the humans with powers could turn out really bad or incredibly good. It's all a matter of how they use it," Cas butted in.
Dean contemplated for a moment before saying, "Get them out of here."
Sam assisted Angel until she said that she could walk by herself. Then, he put his arm around her shoulder to help prop her up a bit more and make sure she didn't fall. Alice walked passed her sister and stood behind Cas as he exited. Alice smiled and blushed a bit as she checked him out from behind. Angel opened the Camaro door and attempted to start up the car.
Sam hesitated before saying, "I don't think you should drive in your condition."
Angel sighed and leaned her head against the headrest after multiple tries of starting up the car. "It's not working, anyway."
"We can all fit in my car," Dean offered.
"I don't want to leave my baby," she said sadly.
"Hey, Sam," Alice began, "do you know how to fix a car?"
"Well, as a matter a fact, I do," he smirked proudly.
"Good. Then you can stay with Angel and help her out, and Dean will take Cas and I back to their motel," Alice decided for everyone.
Cas simply smiled and Dean nodded his head. "That sound like a plan to you, Sammy?"
Sam nodded. "I'll protect Angel while I'm at it. I can handle it." He went to get the tools out of the Impala before propping up the hood of the car.
"It's not protecting her that I'm worried about," Dean remarked and shot a look towards Angel.
Angel narrowed her eyes and glared at him. "I'm not going to hurt your brother, if that's what you're implying. Now, I'm entrusting you, Cas, to protect my little sister."
Cas bobbed his head and quoted, "I'll protect her until my last dying breath."
"Shotgun!" Alice called cheerfully.
Dean quickly rejected the idea, "Newbies get the backseat."
Alice pouted and stepped into the Impala. The black leather interior cushioned the seat more and she found a comfortable spot in the middle of the backseat. The last thing she saw of her sister was her talking to Sam as he opened the hood of the car.
The drive back to the motel was far. She wished they were closer, but surely Sam would have to know his way back, right? She didn't want her sister to be gone for so long and have Alice left alone with this Godly figure and Dean. She could create so many awkward moments, and of course, she does, but it only made her seem socially awkward around men. She fidgeted in her seat and stared at Cas, whose attention was directed outside of the droplet-covered window and to the nature outside. Rain tapped against the hood of the car softly. To fill the silence, Dean turned up a song by ACDC and drummed along to it. He pulled up to an aged motel with a broken sign reading, Moonlight Motel. The building was two stories with light blue walls and the doors leading into the rooms were a deep chestnut brown. The windows were big and could be opened, breathing fresh air into every room. Alice stepped out of the Impala and snapped her fingers, putting a dozen twenties and ones in her hands. When she stood full frame, her head started to ache again and she put her hands on the car to steady herself. Cas eyed her worriedly and raised an eyebrow.
"We're in room 106 for another week and there aren't a lot of people staying here. You can probably get the room next to ours, if you'd like," Dean told her. She simply nodded and proceeded to walk towards the front desk. She overheard Dean ask Cas, "What the hell, Cas?"
Cas stuttered for a second, "I-I don't understand."
"You look at her the way you look at cats," He pointed out.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Once Alice had paid for room 107, she walked into the boys' room. She didn't want to be in the room alone, and her sister wasn't back yet, so it was the least she could do. Another factor of that was she couldn't get Cas off of her mind. She laughed when a thought popped into her head. God wouldn't have sent that fine piece of ass down here for nothing. Alice saw a bed and jumped on one of the empty beds in pure joy. "We've been sleeping in the car for weeks. Oh my gosh, this feels so comfortable."
Cas chuckled to himself. "We can watch a movie until your sister gets back and we can relax on the bed."
"Can you warm me up during the movie? I'm really cold," she faked shivering.
"There are a couple blankets on the bed to cover up with," he replied, the comment clearly going over his head.
Dean scrunched his nose and scoffed, "You guys are making me sick." He grabbed his keys and opened the door. "I'm going to a bar. I'll be back later. Call me if Sammy doesn't make it back before ten."
Alice checked the clock. It was ten-passed-six. When Dean left, she thought for a moment before thinking of a flirtatious line. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?"
"Yes, it did."
"What?" Her eyes widened.
"What?" Cas cocked his head and narrowed his eyes in confusion.
