I own nothing just my twisted mind.

*expression*
"Someone is Talking"
'Someone speaking in Thought'
"Sealed Spirits"

Interlude

Not far from where she finally was realizing what her words and action had loaded on her shoulders another Supernatural being was having all kind of thought running thru his mind.

He was gritting his teeth while flying as fast as he could,looking for forest glade or hill where he could land and teleport to the Underworld. Everything had went wrong, tho he was still alive… that was very important to him right now. Explaining this to his dear Mother… that was another thing. He had to face her the sooner the better, his arrogance ,pretentiousness and dire stupidity, and damnit to hell his cock got into his thinking. He should have knew better and not try to spy on that woman just because it was forbidden and all the spells and the glimpse he got of her was attracting him like honey. Oh the irony of life. Landing at a clearing he hastily casted his teleport seal and vanished from Earth to reappear in his very ample home.

He walked towards the room where his Mother's presence was. He knocked on the door, a wretched feeling in his guts what he hasn't felt in a long time.
"Come in" he heard his Mother's soft voice. He gripped the handle and opened the door, walked in and stepped up to a window and watched for a instant the dark purple night sky of the Underworld, then turned around "Mother…." he didn't really knew how the hell he should tell her what his done. She watched him, raising a eyebrow "You haven't had that look in your face since you was little and did something you shouldn't have….." He blurted it all out, telling her everything, he did felt like boy right in this instant, and that just showed him how much he had still to grow.
She listened to her son, doing anything to make herself look calm and like it was a minor matter. Once her son finished she slowly and calmly told him "It's no good crying over spilt milk, it is a mishap what happened. Not even i know who exactly that Woman is… the pact between our family and her goes beyond my birth. It's a blessing that she didn't came after you. I tho wonder, from your story i gather something really upset her with what occurred to that poor family….." she trailed off, there was something wrong, she just couldn't yet but the finger on it.
"Just forget that it happens honey" she smiled softly at her son "It's not the first time that we own a favour to someone, since you are still alive, it will not be a blood debt, just money or the like" It was true that she didn't knew who that woman was… but she knew as well that all the past patriarchs of her clan always treaded carefully about that area, maybe it was time to pay a visit to her retired ancestors. Ask the questions what where needed, and may the darkness be merciful those answers weren't unfathomable.

The witching hour already long passed she was standing near the fireplace in one of the many sitting room, she did had asked the questions. The answers had given her a headache and a very poor overall feeling. She couldn't blame her son, nor could she blame her ancestors for for making a pact with… to hell with her ancestors, they didn't even knew back then with whom they were dealing with. Just that this Woman wasn't to be taken lightly and that her power eclipsed that of even the strongest ultimate Devils. She shocked her head, now she understood why her family stood so high even if they shouldn't. Power was the key to have a standing, having lost a powerful pact… it must be kept secret from everyone. For the sake of the family and certainly for the sake of our 2 children.

With this the Prologue Is finished, if you made this far, thank you for reading!
Chapters are going to be longer from now on.