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Chapter 4: The Devil's in Carthage
The Singer Salvage Yard consisted of several acres of property, occupied by stacks of old junk cars, a car repair shed and of course, Bobby's house.
As they walked up the steps to the front door, Lily could've sworn she saw something move in one of the downstairs windows.
Paranoid as she was these days, it was most likely just the man they had come to see. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the door opened revealing an old-ish looking man in a wheel chair, wearing a flannel shirt and a tatty, old trucker's hat.
"Bobby, this is Lily." Sam introduced her as they stepped inside.
Lyrianna smiled, mostly out of relief. "Hi." She greeted, politely shaking his hand.
Bobby chuckled, returning her smile. "Get in here, all of ya. We ain't got that much time, might as well make the most of it."
Not even ten minutes after they'd arrived, ten full shot glasses had been poured. Lily sipped from a beer bottle as she watched Dean down all five of his as fast as he could.
"Woo! All right, Chuckles. You turn." He gave Lily a wink while Castiel picked up his first glass, almost nervously.
"Well." The angel breathed, and drained all five of his in a row, way faster than Dean, who stared at him in total astonishment. "I think I'm starting to feel something." The angel added, a blank look on his face.
Lily gawked at him for a second and grinned. "That was brilliant."
"Everybody get in here!" Bobby's voice called from his office. "It's time for the lineup. Usual suspects in the corner."
"Oh come on, Bobby. Nobody wants their picture taken." Dean joked as he got in position with Lily, Castiel and Sam.
As Bobby finished fiddling with the camera, he rolled his wheelchair backwards, so he was in frame with the others. "Shut up. You're drinking my beer." He teased. "Anyway, I'm gonna need something to remember your sorry asses by."
"Ha! Always good to have an optimist around." Sam chortled.
Castiel frowned. "Bobby's right. Tomorrow we hunt the devil. This is our last night on earth."
Lily's stomach churned just thinking about it and just as the smiles disappeared, the camera flashed.
No one got much sleep that night, hell, Lily wasn't sure she even managed to close her eyes for one second. The thought of chasing down someone who wanted to do only he knew what to her made her wonder if she was actually going insane. The more she pondered about it, the worse the feeling got.
The journey to Carthage took more time than she originally thought, it was probably due to the fact that everyone was keeping to themselves, terrified for something to go wrong. Which it no doubt probably would.
It had been a good couple of hours since they last saw any sign of life. The town before them appeared to be completely empty, missing posters were tacked all over the place. "You getting a signal?" Sam asked, looking at the screen of his phone, putting an end to the long silence.
"No, nothing. Nice and spooky." His brother replied.
Sam's brows were knotted together as he looked out of the window. "Place seem a little empty to you?"
"We're gonna go check out the PD." Dean stated, looking at the angels in the back seat. "You guys stay here, see if you can find anybody."
"We'll meet you back here in twenty minutes." Sam added.
"Okay." Castiel replied, as they got out of the car.
Lyrianna looked around apprehensively as Dean and Sam drove off, leaving the two of them alone, or so the brother's thought.
"This town's not empty." Castiel stated, unsure whether or not the fallen angel could perceive what it was he was staring at.
Lyrianna bit her lip. "I know, I see them too." The town was filled with dozens of men in suits, all standing still, attention fixed on something in the distance.
"Reapers only gather like this at times of great catastrophes. Chicago Fire, San Francisco Quake, Pompeii." She stated, "I've seen this before. It isn't good…"
"We should find out why they're here." He replied, and so they started, pausing to look at the nearest reaper, who seemed to look right through them as though they weren't even there.
"What's that, up there?" Lyrianna asked, her attention caught by another man inside of a building, who turned away from the window the moment she laid eyes on it, the first of the dozens to show any sign of life.
Without warning, Castiel placed a hand on her shoulder, and they were standing at the same spot the reaper had been just seconds before. "Cas, I don't like this…" She whispered as they walked down the dimly lit corridor, taking only a few steps until Lily felt a cold shiver down her spine. "Hello, brother." A voice she recognized right away spoke from the shadows. "And Lyrianna? My little angel. Glad you could join the party."
"Okay Station's empty…" Dean stated as they left, "And by the looks of it, so is everything else."
As they pulled up to where they were earlier, they soon found out that the angels were nowhere in sight "This isn't good." Sam said, stating the obvious.
Dean shrugged, as they started walking, shotguns in hand and looking around for trouble. "Well, this is great, been in town twenty minutes and we've already lost two angels."
Sam bit his lip slightly. "You think, uh, you think Lucifer got 'em?"
Dean stopped, an anxious look on his face. "I don't know what else to think."
"There you are." A woman's voice they knew all too well spoke up from behind them.
The brothers turned to face her. "Meg." Sam snarled.
"Shouldn't have come here, boys." She smirked.
Dean glared at her, aiming the colt somewhere between her eyes. "Hell, I could say the same thing for you." He retorted.
Meg scoffed. "Didn't come here alone, Deano." She sneered, glancing at something beside her.
The 'something' splashed in a puddle near her feet and the sound of dogs growling didn't go unnoticed. They glanced around for the source of the noise, Dean, obviously pretending that he wasn't afraid knew exactly what they were. "Hellhounds."
She grinned at the look of dread in his eyes. "Yeah, Dean. Your favorite." She mocked. "Come on, boys. My father wants to see you."
Sam scoffed. "I think we'll pass, thanks."
The demon shrugged. "Your call. You can make this easy or you can make it really, really hard."
Sam and Dean exchanged knowing looks. "When have you known us to ever make anything easy?"
She shook her head, exasperated. Maybe she was just afraid of failing her 'father.' Either way, the brother's really couldn't bring themselves to care. Dean shifted his aim and fired, causing blood to spurt from the hellhound at the side of her.
"Run!" Sam shouted as the beasts began to chase them.
They made it to a hardware store at the end of the street, and without hesitating Sam managed to chain the doors shut.
"Okay." He breathed as the two of them grabbed big bags of rock salt, the hellhounds still approaching.
"Go, go, go!" They slit the bags open with pocket knives and frantically lined the doorway and windows. "There… Safe for now." Dean panted, sweat pouring down his temple.
"Safer. Trapped like rats." Sam corrected him, hearing the hounds growling outside.
The eldest frowned. "Hey, you heard Meg. Her father's here. This is our one shot, Sammy. We gotta take it, no matter what."
The room was tenebrous, lit mostly by the glow of fire, in which Lily and Castiel were standing in the center of two separate rings.
"Lucifer." Castiel stated, hardly having to guess. Lily's eyes were locked onto the floor, as if she was too afraid to even look at him.
The devil nodded. "So I take it you're here with the Winchesters." He said, unapprovingly.
"We came alone." Castiel lied.
Lucifer chuckled. "Loyalty. Such a nice quality to see in this day and age. Castiel, right?" He nodded. "Castiel. I'm told you came here in an automobile."
"Yes." Cas replied, unsure as to where this was going.
"What was that like?" He asked curiously.
Castiel looked around the room for a second, a little put off by Lucifer's small talk. "Um. Slow. Confining."
"What a peculiar thing you are." The devil observed him for a moment, and glanced at Lily for a second.
Castiel noticed him look, and without thinking twice, he decided to distract him from Lyrianna for just a few more minutes. "What's wrong with your vessel?" He asked him, still slightly curious nonetheless.
"Yes. Nick is wearing a bit thin, I'm afraid. He can't contain me forever, so-" He shrugged, as though he didn't care for the man's life.
Castiel glared at him. "You-!" He stepped forward, apparently intending to get in the devil's face, but was stopped short; almost forgetting that the fire separated them. "You are not taking Sam Winchester. I won't let you."
"Castiel. I don't understand why you're fighting me, of all the angels." Lyrianna looked up at this, glancing at Cas with a worried expression. Lucifer was trying to corrupt him, just how he tried breaking her.
"You really have to ask?"
"I rebelled, I was cast out. You rebelled, you were cast out. Almost all of heaven wants to see me dead, and if they succeed, guess what? You're their new public enemy number one." Lily's eyes widened, unaware of that news. "We're on the same side, like it or not, so why not just serve your own best interests? Which in this case just happen to be mine?"
Nevertheless, Lyrianna's doubts faded when she heard Castiel's next few words. "I'll die first."
"Yes. I suppose you will." Lucifer sighed, and walked over to Lily, who no doubt noticed him coming closer, started to panic. "Leave her alone." Castiel snarled.
Before the devil could reply, Meg entered the room. "I got the Winchesters pinned down. For now, at least. What should I do with them?" She asked him, a delighted smirk on her face.
Lily and Castiel exchanged worried looks, "Leave them alone." Lucifer replied, much to everybody's surprise.
The demon tilted her head, confused. "I-I'm sorry, but are you sure? Shouldn't we-?"
He stroked her face almost soothingly. "Trust me, child. Everything happens for a reason."
With that said, he walked over to Lily and put the ring of fire around her out just by clicking his fingers. Meanwhile, Castiel eyed a metal pipe on the ceiling, bolted to the wall, clearly figuring out a way to escape.
Out of pure instinct, Lyrianna tried to escape Lucifer's grasp. Though it had been in vain, for he grabbed her before she could even make one step. But the instinct to fight was much stronger than she'd anticipated. Impulsively, she struggled to break away, but he tightened his hold and she knew there was no point trying.
"Now, there'll be none of that!" He said firmly, hauling her closer to him. "I've gotta say you're a lot calmer in your dreams." He noticed, though it sounded more like he was complaining.
"Because you couldn't hurt me." She murmured, instantly regretting she hadn't said that aloud.
He laughed derisively. "Oh, Lyrianna... I'm not gonna hurt ya… Well, I am. But I've waited centuries for this, don't think I'm going to rush into it. Oh no… I'm gonna enjoy breaking you."
Castiel watched him speak with livid eyes and when he saw the terrified look in Lily's, he couldn't stop himself. "Let. Her. Go." He growled. There was a certain tone to his voice that would have scared Lyrianna, if his words had been directed towards her.
The devil turned to face him, unfazed. "We all know I won't make that mistake again." Lyrianna winced at the sound of his voice as Cas stared daggers at him. "Anyhow, Castiel, you have some time. Time to change your mind?" He looked down at Lily, still holding onto her firmly. "And you, my dear… I've got a little job for you to do."
"Wh-what?" She whispered.
What do you think Lucifer's going to do to her/Make her do? What about Sam and Dean? How are they gonna get out? You may notice there's no Ellen of Jo. (mainly cause I love them and didn't want to kill them off! :p) Please review! :D