I... have nothing interesting to say.


Now for the fun part, Pyro assumed. Whilst this part was going to be a bit more dangerous than the rainbow angel was, hew as certain this one would bring interesting results. If determination and depression could snap the colorful one into shifting into his angelic form, just imagine what could snap the demon child into going demonic! And since he was a demon himself, he had a fairly good idea what could do that.


Silver growled, tugging violently against his chains, wanting to break away and get out of here as soon as he could. But these darn chains were strong, and infuriating. He wanted nothing more than to punch the walls, or chew the chains into dust, or even blast it with energy. However, psychic energy wouldn't do anything on chains...

He needed to get out of here before Pyro did something horrible to his brothers! He was so afraid of what the hellfire would do to them! What if he said something so horrific it destroyed Gold?! Gold couldn't handle emotionally devastating lies! And what about Bronze?! Oooh... the poor boy had to be so terrified... and Silver could only imagine what Pyro would tell him...

Growling deeply now, the mere thought of his brothers minds being messed with infuriated him. His eyes and blue psychic markings turned bright red, his small frame being gripped with violent shakes before he simply grabbed the chains and ripped them right out of the wall. Yet this didn't completely seem to satisfy his violent urges. He still really wanted to destroy something.

This wasn't good... this was why he didn't use his demonic powers often, as they gripped him too tight and he often lost control.

Silver took a deep breath and closed his eyes, focusing on one thing only: his brothers. He was certain he wouldn't be able to help them if he lost his mind now. If he truly did go demonic, then he would lose his mind. And then what help would he be...? He needed to stay calm... he needed to keep his demons under wraps. He couldn't lose control, or else he and his brothers would never get out of here...

Feeling a lot more calm, albeit concerned, the demon child sighed, his red energy fading away. He was ready to make an escape plan. Now that he had the ability to remain calm and collected... he just really hoped he wouldn't run into Pyro. He didn't wish to have to fight... especially when he could barely control himself. He knew if he fought now that he'd be losing all control of himself.

Turning, he began to hurry toward the door, trying to figure out how he was going to do this. He was sure he was guarded here, and again, he didn't wish to fight now. But at the same time, he would if he had to. Especially if it meant his brothers would be safe... for them, he'd take the risk.

Suddenly the door to the outside SLAMMED open, reviling Pyro himself, who was grinning ear to ear. Clearly this wouldn't be as easy as Silver would've liked.

" Good morning sleepy head. "

Pyro purred, sending chills down the boys spine. He hated when villains spoke to him with that foe friendliness or mockery. It creeped him out, and it just down right irritated him. Made him want to punch the demons lights out even. Yet again, he knew he had to stay calm... he couldn't blow it now...

The hellfire stalked over and gently laced the child's chin, this time dragging a reaction out of the boy; Silver immediately bit the others hand, causing Pyro to hiss and pull away. Silver braced himself for the hit that was sure to come. However, he was mildly surprised to find the other did nothing. The hellfire merely smirked and held the wound, walking forward a little more.

" Guess you're the feisty brother then... even more than blondy even. Amusing. "

" Drop the taunts and spill it. "

Silver spat, not wanting the other to continue with his idiotic ramblings. As a demon who knew the general mind games, the snow demon knew what to expect right now.

" I just wanted to tell you that your brothers are dead was all. "

Silvers eyes widened lightly, and Pyro assumed he'd gotten him. How would Silver react, he wondered? Would he burst into tears and denial as his dear brother had? Or would he start to go crazy and become mentally unstable? The possibilities were pleasing for the demon to consider...

To his amazement, Silver glared violently in his direction, his eyes now turning a pure blood red.

" How stupid do you think I am...? "

Pyro stepped back a bit, truly shocked to hear this. This'll. he hadn't expected...

" Eh?! "

" HOW STUPID DO YOU THINK I AM?! "

Silver bellowed now, his hair suddenly turning black.

" Do you really think I'd believe you killed them?! If you left me alive to probably figure out how I work, then why WOULD you kill them?! Not to mention you're not that stupid! Flash would be MORE than happy to kill you if you hurt us! You'd have nothing to GAIN from killing us three! "

The boy snarled now, apparently being fully transformed already as a smoke demon, and leapt forward, slamming the hellfire in the face. Pyro pulled back, clutching his face, stabbing the boy with the syringe before he could cause any more damage. The hellfire panted a bit, having truly not expected such a violent outburst from the Winchester child. Clearly he should've expected this though, as this boy was the demon brother. Said demonic child was soon filled with a black mist, which once faded left behind the naturally snowy haired demon. He looked absolutely exhausted by this in fact...

It seemed pure rage filled this one, which was a little surprising, as Pyro assumed despair would also fuel him. But no matter. For now, he needed to get to work on little Bronze.


A bit lame and short, but oh well.