Chapter 4:
When the blinding light finally began to dissipate around Lucifer, it practically threw him forward to land on the hot sand.
Lucifer stayed in place, stunned for a few seconds.
"Well, well, well. Look who decided to fall right into our hands." A voice kept him from his slow recovery.
Lucifer slowly stood, finding himself encircled by a bunch of angels.
'Really? The one place I get sent away, I end up here?' Lucifer complained inwardly.
"We've been looking for you." The same angel spoke again.
"Yeah. I've been getting that a lot." Lucifer finally spoke.
One angel after the other began drawing their Blades.
Lucifer made one simple circle to calculate how many angels he would be up against.
They were all to spread out for him to simply implode them.
"Alright." He said, pretending to look defeated, "Guess we're doing this the hard way."
With that, he openly charged at his first chosen group of angels.
"Now hold on a minute. You came here through a portal? In a world where I'm dead, too?" One of the Hunters named Rufus spoke up.
Mary had yet to know the name of all the Hunters here, but apparently some of them knew Sam and Dean.
The hideout was small, but it provided shelter.
Angel warding sigils could be seen all around the place.
"Yes." Mary said, tiredly.
Even though she had told Bobby the whole story on the way to the hideout, all the rest of the Hunters wanted to hear her story too.
"And you've been, what? Side-kicking it with the devil?" Bobby asked, once again.
Mary rolled her eyes, "I didn't have a choice. I put him here, so now he thinks I'm the solution to get out. Whatever that means."
All the Hunters stared at her with that untrustworthy look. Even though she was human, they didn't like the fact that she had been, apparently, accustomed to Lucifer's company.
"All right. I guess that's enough interrogations for now. Mary, you must be tired." Bobby finally spoke up, "I'll show you to the sleeping quarters."
The new hideout she had been taken to was out of the forest, and back into the similar surroundings of the desert battlefield.
Mary had decided to explore her new surroundings. She still wasn't sure she felt any safer with these people, despite who they were.
The farther she walked, she soon stood before a familiar figure.
"Oh..." Lucifer spoke, glancing at his surroundings, "You're dreaming of me? I'm flattered."
Mary unconsciously took a couple steps back from him, debating whether or not to run back to the hideout.
"I'm just kidding. I gave you this dream." Lucifer said, following her retreat, until he wa a couple feet away, "You, uh, wanna tell me where you are?"
"No." Mary answered immediately.
Lucifer stared at her, pretending to look hurt.
"Oh, come on. I thought we... I thought we were establishing something. But... Do you think you're actually safe with those low-lifes? Do you not remember what happened with that last hunter you met?" Lucifer asked.
Mary stayed silent, not really up for an argument.
"Alright. Fine, you wanna play hard to get. I'll play. I was kinda hoping you'd make it easier, seeing as I've had a really bad day, but..." Lucifer shrugged.
Mary stared at him uncertainly, "You're... Not going to... - I don't know - ... torture it out of me?"
Lucifer lowered his eyes at her, but shook his head, "No. You wouldn't talk anyways. Besides... I will find you, and when I do..." He started approaching her, almost stalking, "I'm going to kill ever-y single one of your little buddies, just so they know... You can't steal from the devil."
Mary suddenly jolted awake to the sound of shuffling feet.
When she sat up, she noticed that outside of the room, the Hunters were up and walking, looking prepared to leave.
She immediately got up, walking into the room to see what was going on.
"Oh. You're awake." One of the Hunters pointed out her presence.
"What's going on here?" Mary asked.
"A couple of us are going out on a supply run. We should be back later tonight." Mark, one of the hunters she'd learned the name to, answered.
"Tonight?" Mary repeated, knowing that this world's 'day-time' schedule barely applied to the one at home.
"When you live in a 24/7 war-zone, ya kinda learn to keep tabs on the hour of the day." Mark said.
"Okay... Should I come with?" Mary offered.
"No." He said, sharper than necessary,
"Nothing personal, Mary, but, we kinda don't trust you yet, so... We don't know what you're capable of bringing out there. Plus, I have a feeling that your buddy Satan is probably looking for you." Another hunter broke in.
Mary gave him a look, along with a slight glare, "Okay, One, he's not my buddy. Two, you think I trust you guys if you're just gonna keep me prisoner here?"
The Hunter slowly approached her, clearly trying to look menacing, until he was standing a hair away from her, "Like I said, Missy. Nothing personal."
"Alright. Let's just get going. Mary, once we've scouted the areas a few times, then maybe we'll let you come with us." Bobby broke in, before more than half of the Hunters left the medium sized house.
Mary decided to go back into the resting quarters, to avoid all the Hunters'... Creepy stares.
Seriously, it's like they've never seen a woman before.
She didn't want to go back to sleep, for fear Lucifer would be waiting.
Honestly, she wasn't sure she felt any safer here.
As much as she hated to agree with him.
A couple hours passed.
Mary had dosed off a bit by then, until the doors to the outside burst open, followed by shuffling commotion.
Mary jumped awake, peeking into the main room, where hunters were returning, carrying a couple wounded on their shoulders.
"What the hell happened?" One of the Hunters that had stayed behind asked.
"We got attacked. But we managed to get away after sacrificing one of the fallen Hunters' blood to make a banishing sigil." Another hunter spoke.
"Okay. Get the first aid kits." The First hunter said.
Mary chose this moment to reveal herself, to get a closer look at the injuries.
They had first aid kits in this hell hole?
"Ah, Mary. You wanna stand and stare, or you wanna help us out?" Mark asked, who had happened to be one who was injured.
"Sure. Tell me where your kits are." Mary said.
"In the back. With all the other supplies." Mark said.
Mary nodded, before making her way through the medium sized building, until she came across the supply room.
These hunters knew how to keep stock.
She quickly picked out the first aid kits, before heading back to the group.
After about another hour, all the wounded Hunters had been patched up.
Some needed more care than others, but all survived.
Since it was now declared night, most Hunters headed to bed.
It was a rule that about 5 or 6 stay up to keep guard.
Mary volunteered to be one.
After her quick and smart thinking on fixing wounds, it seemed to give her, somewhat, a good reputation.
Mary glanced over at Bobby, one of the hunters who had chosen to stay up as well, cleaning weapons.
"How long has this been going on?" Mary asked.
"What? All that's goin' on in the world? Well... Quite a few decades. Things were kind of calm for a while, even the war... Then, a portal was created and just set this place off balance. Even with it gone, every creature here, mainly angels, are convinced there's a better way out. A better world." Bobby explained.
"Is that what you think?" Mary asked, trying to hide the hope in her voice.
Bobby glanced at her, hesitating for a few seconds, "I'd like to hope not. I mean... Bring something like this? To your world? No. Sam and Dean are having a hard enough time saving that world as is."
Mary sighed, she missed them, but Bobby reminded her, maybe this was for the best.
What was her point in trying to accomplish anything with Lucifer's determination of getting out?
No. He shouldn't even be getting out of this place.
And she should make sure of that...
Mary was broken from her thoughts when a high-pitched ringing sound progressively got louder.
She, along with many other Hunters around her, shielded their ears a best astheycould to avoid from going deaf.
The ringing got to its highest, which was enough to shatter, what little windows that surrounded the place.
Needless to say, some of the angel wards were destroyed along with that glass.
It seemed after that was destroyed, the ringing stopped.
"Balls. We got angels." Bobby seemed to have recovered quicker than the others, standing up.
Mary quickly released her ears, taking a few seconds to regain her hearing.
She heard the word angels, however.
Not long after, the door to the building busted open, revealing about 15 of them.
Mary stood, instinctively grabbing for the Angel Blade, while the other hunters grouped up around her.
The angels walked into the building with ease.
"Hmm. You think you hairless apes can hide from a Celestial being? We could have taken down this place any time we wanted to." One of the angels said.
"Oh yeah What stopped you?" Mark sounded challengingly.
The angel glanced at him, slightly glaring, "We came because we sense Lucifer. Somewhere around here..."
"You may want to get your radio signals checked. We don't harbor the devil." Mark said.
"If you were wise, you would hold your tongue, human." The angel said, annoyed now, before glancing around again until his sights set on Mary.
"You."
Mary lowered her eyes, confused.
"You are the source we have been following..." The angel trailed off, semi-confused himself.
"Get outta here. Mary ain't no devil!" Bobby came forward defensively, standing next to her.
"No..." The angel shook his head, "She definitely isn't... We were simply drawn to you because Lucifer has left an imprint on you."
Mary felt her heart stop for a split second, her mouth opening slightly in attempt to catch some air.
"Excuse me?"
"Enough of this." A rougher sounding male angel stepped forward, "Where is he?"
"He's not here. I'm not sure what the hell you're talking about, me drawing you here, but I'm not it. Lucifer is out there somewhere, and I have nothing to do with him." Mary spoke up.
The Second angel smiled, smirked?
In that moment, she could hear one of the hunters choking from behind her.
Mary turned in time to see an angel had teleported there, and was holding a hunter with one hand, while driving an Angel Blade through his throat with the other hand.
The other hunters surrounding him seemed to be too shocked or horrified to move, staring at their, now fallen, frend.
"Now. We can do this the easy way." The Second angel spoke again, bringing Mary's attention back, "Or the hard way.
"Call him." The First angel elaborated in a forceful tone.
It was silent for a few minutes.
All the hunter's eyes now focused on her.
After those few minutes, another hunter let out an agonized dying gasp as the same angel had moved on to him.
"There's about, what? Fifty of you? We can go picking off one by one, until you call him." The Second angel spoke again, before raising his brows, "Unless... You're protecting him...?"
Mary glared at him at the word.
'How the hell am I supposed to call him? Pray? Can he really...?'
Another hunter was picked off.
"Stop!" Mary tried, turning towards the angel who was in charge of the killing, but before she could go for him, another angel grabbed her, knocking the Blade from her hand, and putting on of his own to her throat.
"Any of you move, you're all dead!" The Third angel declared as the hunters prepared to move in to help.
"Call him." The angel holding her demanded in her ear.
Mary focused on all the Hunters who were focused on her, confusion and shock read in their eyes.
Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, '... Lucifer? Um... I -Can't believe I'm saying this - I need your help.'
Another agonizing sound of a fallen Hunter.
'Lucifer! You need to come here now! It's some kind of abandoned building in the middle of the desert, I can't...' Mary paused, was this even working?
"Hmmm. Maybe this one will make you focus." The Third agel said, before making his move on Bobby.
"Lucifer!" Mary finally just shouted out loud.
At the last moment, before the Blade could cut into Bobby's neck, a sound of wings approached, and all angels drew their attention to it.
"Well well. Finally decided to... Oh..." Lucifer's voice sounded at the doorway to the building.
"Lucifer. You'll be coming with us." The First angel spoke, and all angels began to line up in sign of a challenge.
Lucifer stared at them in confusion, before glancing at Mary.
He finally sighed, before pointing to her, "We will talk about this later."
With that, he focused entirely on the angels, snapping half out of existence, before deciding to face the other half head-on.
After the last angel dropped from his, now dripping, bloody Angel Blade, he sighed.
"You know, I'm getting kind of tired of this." Lucifer finally spoke, before approaching the group, "Now, what to do with you all."
As if he didn't even need to ponder his own question, with a wave of his hand, all the Hunters dropped to the ground, unconscious.
Mary stared at all of them with wide-eyes, before turning to Lucifer, "What the hell?!"
"Oh relax. They're just sleeping. Now... Would you like to do me the honor of coming quietly, or do I have to..." Lucifer motioned behind her.
Mary glared at him, she didn't really have a choice at the moment.
"Answer me something first." She managed instead.
Lucifer lowered his eyes, looking slightly taken aback by her unexpected answer, but then crossed his arms, silently telling her to continue.
"What the hell were those angels talking about?" Mary demanded.
Lucifer gave her a look, confusion and astonishment in one, and he had to keep himself from laughing, "Have you not been paying attention this whole time? Those angels want to turn me into Michael and-"
"No! Not that!" Mary interrupted, annoyed, "Those angels came here because they apparently tracked you to this location... They said that once they got here, they knew you weren't here, but it was me that lead them here. Saying you... left an imprint on me. What the hell does that mean?"
Lucifer's expressions had softened, somewhat slightly, but remained passive. He was silent for a few minutes.
Those few minutes soon remined them of where they were.
One of the Hunters made a barely audible noise, still asleep obviously, but that had to be a sign for: Not for long.
"Okay. Time to go." Lucifer finally spoke, before grabbing onto her shoulder.
"Wait-!" Was all Mary could managed, before the air was suddenly sucked out of her, and soon, they were no longer in the hideout building.
Lucifer released her when they arrived at their new destination, which had her stumbling backwards a few paces to regain her ow composure and sense of stability.
Once she was sure she could stand on her own, she managed, "You can teleport?"
When she didn't get an answer, she turned to focus on Lucifer again.
"Ah. I probably shouldn't have done that." He muttered, mainly to himself, looking more unstable than she was.
Then, without another warning, his body fell limp to the ground.
Unconscious.
A/N: So, here it is. Chapter 4.
I couldn't really come up with Names, so we'll just call most of these characters "unimportant, filler characters."
Hope you're enjoying.
Drop a review, tell me what you think is going on?
