Bella's back, but now she's a Demon with a vengence. What will she do to the boys, and what secrets will she reveal? First supernatural story so go easy.
Dean felt the trembling first start with what felt like his chest. Then he struggled to make sure it didn't show in his hands by gripping his gun tight. She couldn't be here, not like this. Not as a demon. But now everything made sense. Why all the killings were big business traders mauled to death with their own special belongings. Bella, who used to sell other peoples stolen goods to the biggest buyer, was now taking on a demons fermata and punishing those who did what she used to do.
Bella smiled. Sam and Dean went flying against the walls of the hotel suite. Sam and Dean struggled a little, but they both new it was futile. She walked over to the bed and hauled up the suite case onto it. She unzipped it and smiled as she pulled out a sexy pair of matching bra and underwear that belonged to the body she was possessing and held it up to show the boys. She giggled a little as she saw then both clench their jaws and turn their heads away.
"So that was you at the diner as well?" Dean growled.
"Yeah, thought I might get caught up with your life before I re-introduced myself." Bella said, still digging through the suite case. Her eyes flashed as she pulled out a shoe-sized box. When she opened it, Sam and Dean saw the reflection of jewels on her face. She reached in and pulled out what looked like some kind of ancient Chinese comb with out a handle, with a jeweled flower and leaves on top. Bella's jaw dropped a little. "Well, you've got to admit she's got good taste. Tang Dynasty, probably belonged to a lower concubine."
Bella pushed some hair aside, and Sam and Dean thought she was going to put it in her hair. But then, unexpectedly, she shoved the three-inch long needles of the hairpin into her neck. Blood immediately started to over run the flower and the leaves, dripping all down her neck and suite and onto the floor. Bella left the hairpin there, and smiled at the boys. Sam and Dean gave her looks of pure disgust and hatred. They knew now that the girl inside there was going to die as soon as Bella was exercised.
Bella let the smile fall and She walked over to Dean. She stared at him for a while, with cold nostalgic eyes.
"You did a lot of bad things to me in the pit, Dean." She said quietly. Dean's eyes widened and he shot a quick look at Sam. "I have to say, when I saw it was you doing the tearing one day, I was quite shocked. I thought, that you of all people would have been the one to say no every single time. It gives me a warm feeling to know that someone like me outlasted you."
"Dean?" Sam was looking at him, his eyes surprised and sad.
"Oh, he didn't tell you?" Bella spun around, getting a little loose blood splattered across Dean's chin. "Three years after he said yes, I was his next charge. I think you can imagine my surprise when I saw him. I could already tell he was turning, that hell was starting to take him over. He didn't even hesitate with the first cut, or any other cut as a matter of fact. Then Alistair was behind him, whispering into his ear."
"Bella stop!" Dean yelled.
"He told me that I could be taken off the rack, if I sliced the people that were on." Bella turned slowly toward Dean. "That fire in your eyes…you were having fun. Even I could tell you were enjoying yourself." She turned back to Sam. "So I said yes, to your brother. And he taught me all the best ways to make people scream. After a couple years of doing it together, we went our separate ways. I succumbed to the darkness of hell. And then there was the day the angels came for him."
"Bella…stop." Dean sounded so desperate.
"Everything got scattered, and when I looked up, I saw Dean being carried off by one of them. He was screaming, begging for the angel to let him go, let him go back."
"BELLA!" But Sam already had tears welling in his eyes.
"I bet torturing Alistair brought back some good memories, didn't it?" Bella sneered.
"That's enough." Bella spun around and saw Castiel standing, legs apart.
Bella stepped back. "It was you." She said. Castiel advanced and grabbed Bella's neck, crushing the hairpin. Sam and Dean fell from the walls. Dean immediately zeroed his gun on Bella.
"You're gonna pay for that." He growled.
Bella smacked Castiels arm away and sent Sam and Dean flying into various objects around the room. As Dean struggled to get up, Bella gave him a good one in the face. "You left me down there." She hit him again. "You made me what I am." And again. "You don't deserve to be human." And again. Dean's eyelid had started bleeding and his nose and mouth were also bleeding.
There was a gunshot and a burst of blood from Bella's shoulder. She spun around and flung Sam hard against the wall again. Castiel came up from behind and wrapped his arms around her torso. Bella was quick and strong, though, and soon Castiel was also thrown to a wall. Dean was watching all of this with a throbbing head. But he knew that it would take a lot to stop Bella. She was smart, strong, and ruthless. And he…he had taught her everything she knows. Dean wasn't…strong enough. An image flashed in his head and he put his hand in his pocket.
Bella was there in an instant. She grabbed his shirt and hoisted him up above her head. "You were as bad as me, in the pit. Yet you were the one who was redeemed." She leaned in closer. "It's about time you actually get what you do deserve."
Dean smiled with his broken lips. "You remember my first lesson, Bella? Torture first, then talk."
With that, Dean let the vial fall out of his hand. When it broke on the floor a powerful shockwave pushed Bella back, and Dean fell to his knees. The quantity of mist in the air exceeded what it looked like in the bottle. Long tendrils of it floated up to Dean's face, like it knew exactly where to go. Dean took a deep inhaled, and there was still mist trying to be absorbed. It went into his eyes and his ears, even into the open cuts on his face. Some of it gathered around his fingernails and started glowing. Dean took several more inhales, and finally there was no more. His eyes were closed. With out opening them, Dean stood, slowly and steady. He gasped through his mouth a couple of times. Then he opened his eyes.
"Wow, what a rush." He said. Dean cricked his neck. "I wonder if meth is like that."
Bella took a step back. "What happened to you? Your eyes."
Sam was kneeling on the floor, he had watched the whole thing. He didn't think that either of them had expected to use the vial so soon. And the whole absorption process scared him more than anything, even the words Bella had said. But as far as he could see, there was nothing wrong with his eyes. Dean wiped a couple droplets of moisture away. Then he advanced on Bella, his gun lay forgotten on the floor. Bella backed away frantically, yelling for him to stay back and not to touch her. Finally, Dean had her backed against a wall, and she was almost begging for mercy. Dean grabbed her neck and pulled her to eye level. Bella tossed her head, but when she finally made eye contact with Dean, she became really still. Her eyes went black, and then she tossed back her head and the black smoke that was Bella came out of her mouth and disappeared through the overhead vent. Sandra Cain's body fell to the floor
Dean turned around, and Sam saw what Bella had been so afraid of. Inscribed on his iris, glowing and fading fast, were symbols around a pentagram. An ancient writing it almost seemed. The symbols faded and Dean collapsed. Castiel and Sam rushed to him. He was out cold.
"Castiel, what the hell did you guys give to him?" Both of them were under one arm.
"I…they changed it. Modified it somehow."
"Changed what, Castiel?" Sam almost screamed at him.
"I'll explain later."
The next thing Sam knew they were back in their own hotel room.
A/N: Oh jeez, things getting intense yeah... this is probably the fastest I've ever uploaded a knew chapter. Read and review!