Later in the evening resulted in research and more meds for Alex though nothing was making her any better she wasn't getting any worse. Von had fallen asleep in her seat at the table and Dean was keeping watch on the two when he had to get up to take care of digestive business. Splashing cold water on his face Dean leaned against the sink, every time he closed his eyes there it was, Hell, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't scrub the images from his mind. Even thinking about women or any of the old tricks to get his mind away from horrible thoughts were no use. He would think about fucking and he would think about slicing and then...Hearing Alex's voice coming from the main room he exited the bathroom, a questioning glance had his gaze following her's to Von.
The bandages were off her eyes as if nothing had ever happened but what was more shocking was the needle she was holding in her arm with the plunger pushed down under her thumb. When Dean inched closer he could see by the light in the room the discoloration of the crook of her elbow, the tiny dots of purple from previous needle usage, they looked relatively old but they would never really go away. "So you've done this before?" he asked, suddenly seeing her in a completely different way. The troubled girl that was way more fucked up than he was allowed to know about.
"You could say that." Von slowly pulled the needle out and placed in on the open case which was full of other needles and a few bottles that looked like she had stolen from a hospital. Placing a cotton swab on small puncture wound she applied a piece of tape over it, glossy eyes looked up at Dean and he knew the infection had taken over because he could see the fire of lust burning in her eyes.
"What did you just shoot up?"
"Nembutal." Von rubbed her eyes and blinked rapidly.
Dean stared at her, it sounded familiar but he was waiting for her to explain. When it looked like the drug was really starting to take affect he asked, "How much did you take?"
"Enough to keep me from raping you to death," Von replied bluntly.
Alex gave a small snicker, the smile trying to be fought and her eyes fluttered. Bone weary, she was pumped full of medicine that Von had given her and her veins were now visible along her chest and wrists to her elbows. Her lips had lost their color and were close to turning a pale blue. The venom was attacking her system and she didn't know why. While Von was reacting to it with thoughts of lust, Alex began to wish she had that end of the stick than this. Swallowing, sitting with her feet planted on the floor she watched the two interact. Kind of like old times only it was like watching a red headed version of herself from the past. "You might want to check out the old factory a couple blocks from here. I never managed to get there yet," her voice came out rough and dry.
You're scaring me Alex. What if they don't kill the bitch in time? We are deteriorating. We could die and we don't know why our body is rejecting this.
"Ever think it's because of you?" she muttered softly under her breath, just enough that they couldn't hear or so she thought. Recovering she hated seeing the brief look that Dean had in his eyes but there was also something akin to destruction, torment...a haunted mist in those green orbs. "Anything I can do here while you two are out an about saving the day? I don't like being useless and I very rarely am."
Like look for something to stop us from dying!
"Don't die before we kill it," was all that Dean said as he grabbed his brown leather jacket and followed Von out into the dark of night.
This wasn't going at all how he had planned, they were supposed to swoop in gank the creature and go find Sam. At least he was going to go find Sam, Von could do whatever she wanted she wasn't tied to this and had no obligation to him whatever happened between them happened a long time ago. It was Bobby's cunning that had put the two together, and seeing what had been done to Von maybe it was a good thing that Dean was around to help her. He just hoped they could kill the succubus in time before anything else happened. Von set her gun down in the trunk of her car and locked it closed, she thought that if the nembutal wore off before Dean could do anything about it that she would use her gun to coerce Dean into having sex with her. It twisted her stomach at the images and emotions that were blossoming in her, violating her to the very core. She hated that she could not control these sensations and she feared what would happen if the drug wore off faster than she could anticipate.
"You gonna be good to handle this?" Dean queried.
Right now Von was more of a liability than an asset to him. Even if the drug was dulling her sex drive it was dulling everything else, he could tell by the fogged over look in her eyes and the way she tried to hide how off her equilibrium was. Von held out her hand, in it a small black nylon case similar to the larger one that carried her collection of sedatives and needles. "I can function better than most with this in my system, most other people even you would probably be on the floor by now. This is the safety net."
Opening the case Dean could see two needles, already pre-filled with what he assumed Von had already taken. Dean wasn't a doctor but he was sure that this amount could kill a person, a normal person at least, not Von who had more than likely built up an immunity to it. For a minute he lost focus on the task at hand and began to wonder what had happened to her that made her go down that hole. It wasn't an easy one to get out of, especially when most barbiturates were extremely addictive. Von just didn't seem like the type to be an addict, or by the healed up old purple dots on her arm, an ex-addict.
"Right now, it's between the drug and what's left of my willpower that's keeping me from…" A barrage of images and carnal desire flooded into her. She wondered about the sensations of his lips against her, the salty taste of his body on her tongue. How she would tear away his clothes to claw and bite into his skin, their hips grinding forcefully against his will. The idea seemed ridiculous that Von would ever be able to overpower Dean without the aid of narcotics to weaken him, but with the succubus's venom lending her strength whatever muscle Dean had on his side would mean nothing. Von wondered if all the women under the succubus's sway thought of raping their intended victims or if they only hungered for the pure joys of sex as they slowly killed the men that fell for them.
"This could kill you." Dean's brow furrowed with concern the lines deepening what Von gave no answer. Instead she slung a leather bag over her shoulder and took the back of his hand and turned it palm upwards. "Hey-!" instinctively he pulled back but Von wouldn't let him go, Dean still held his distance even though she made no other move to hurt him. Instead she pulled out a ballpoint pen from her jacket pocket and started to draw on his wrist, a strange circular sigil with a weird scribbling of stars and other wiggly lines that Dean didn't recognize. "What're..." he trailed off when she dropped his hand suddenly and his face screwed up in confusion he could read some of the emotions on her face before she lowered her gaze and refused to meet him in the eyes.
There was a gap of strained silence between them before Von turned and began walking down the street towards the factory and with any luck to the succubus. Touching him, especially skin to skin contact had been a bad idea. She wasn't a stranger to the blood soaked images that would replace Dean's normal visage from time to time; she knew they eventually went away so she did her best to ignore them. But the transmission of emotions was a much more difficult thing to ignore, she knew it was bad, that Dean had experienced unspeakable horrors. He was fighting it with all he had while maintaining a calm demeanor and an unshakable resolve, it was a miracle that he wasn't a quivering pile of guano, or that he hadn't gone full psycho.
Dean caught her up and was about to grab her arm when he thought better of it. "Okay, what did you just doodle-bear on my arm?"
"It's protection against the succubus," she answered flatly.
"Why didn't you ink yourself up then?" He pulled the cuff back on his jacket to see the blue mark. He had never heard of anything that could protect against a succubus, you just had to not be stupid enough to get bitten by one and you were fine.
"It only works on men. And I would have put it on you sooner but I didn't think this was going to be such a pain, this succubus is very strong," Von explained and had to stop when a wave of wet heat coiled into her stomach and down into her groin.
Leaning against the side of an office building that lead into an alley she held her breath to stop any noise from escaping her mouth. Dean stood a little distance away to keep an eye out around them but also a clear eye on Von as well, she was fighting hard to maintain control over her own body but Dean had his doubts. Clenching her jaw Von dug her nails into the palms of her hands, the nembutal was numbing the pain so Von dug her nails in further until she felt the sharp pinch of breaking skin. Sucking in a hard breath through her nose she relaxed her fists, letting the pain she had inflicted on herself do some of the fighting for her. She could feel Dean's eyes on her and felt how unsettled he was by the expression on her face.
"I'll be the bait." She left the wall hands shaking a bit from what she had done to them. "It's the best plan, she'll be expecting me to show up, if she can't see you she won't be able to sense you with the sigil on your arm. And if she does the poison won't affect you and neither will any of her other tricks," Von said in earnest. Dean was arguing with her, it was a good plan but he didn't like the idea of putting Von at further risk, there was nothing to protect her and not only would she be fighting with the succubus but also with herself. She didn't care that Dean didn't like the idea, it was what they were going to do.
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Glaring at the door when they left she mimicked him silently, leaning over and bending in half, letting her hair hang between her legs as well as her arms. This position was surprisingly comfort, no nausea, no dizziness and definitely made her feel like a dork. She was like this for some time until she thought she heard someone enter the room. The heavy footsteps indicated it was Dean instead of Von. Why would Dean be back and not her? Did something go wrong? They weren't gone for very long. And it was like they were both ignoring her anyways so why would he come back and stand next to her from the shadow she saw? A hand placed onto her back as if trying to soothe and she groaned. "Dean, what the fuck are you doing? Stop touching me and go."
The hand didn't stop, grew insistent before gripping her shoulder. Alex was not going to have it, sitting up slowly she met the familiar green orbs but it was not Dean. In fact it could have been very close to Dean but it wasn't. It was someone else. Bringing her fist up she reacted by punching what was at eye level being his groin and stood, shakily she attempted to run to the door, she had to get to her room and get her stuff. She had to. Alex pulled it open and was instantly pushed down the hall. Fighting to stand she knew he was playing with her, once she opened her door and got to her duffel she was finding it hard to breathe. "Oh Alex..." Turning to face him, her world changing from the motel room to dark caves with very little light and the grin decorating his face sent chills down her spine. Coming back to the motel room she swallowed. "I've finally found you. I knew you weren't dead."
Fumbling with her hands on her desk she found her cell phone and made it inside the bathroom. Locking herself inside her legs couldn't hold and she slid to the floor, her body lying on the tiles as she stared at the ceiling, a numb ringing in her ears and taking up the void around her. Screams made her jump as they grew, deafening and in pain. Male, female...not even human. A hand on her forehead made her flinch and she saw the man above, kneeling before her, and petting through her hair. How did he get inside? She had locked the door and it was still shut. What was he and why was he here?
"You don't remember me do you? Shame. Although this reaction from you is strangely more arousing and fun than the other I was anticipating. Let me introduce myself properly. My name is Leon. Best way to remember it is it starts with an L," he paused as he brought his face closer into her neck where the succubus had bitten her. "And I'm a whole lot of fun." Teeth and pain, she tried to fight him off but she was too weak. One moment he was there and the next he wasn't. Lying there alone she could feel the world wanting to slip away. "Soon you will be back with me my dear sweet Alex," the whispered words floated in the air. Alex's breathing went shallow and eyes half lidded.
Stay with me Alex. Stay! Don't you dare close your eyes! Come on fucking hunters. Hurrying your asses up! No! Alex! Keep them open! ALEX!
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"What is it?" Dean lowered his voice as he came up beside Von reaching around his back to his gun, finding the familiar weight in his hand comforting. Von had stopped walking without a word turning back the way they had come as if she was listening to something that Dean could not hear. Dean strained his hearing but nothing was coming to his ears except the faint wind rustling through the dying leaves.
"I don't know," she replied quietly, continuing to listen but there was nothing, just the tiniest niggling feeling that Alex shouldn't have been left alone because she might be in trouble. Squeezing her wrist in her hand, she stepped away from Dean. "We have to hurry."
Von's pace quickened and she was almost running by the time they reached the factory. Dean had no idea what had gotten into her, he was just glad they had a plan as he took off around the back of the building while Von went right through the front door. She knew the kind of welcome she was expecting; two women were waiting for her and escorted her into the main assembly room of the building.
The succubus was there appearing to be in a state of rest on the bed with a male. "So good of you to come," the creature purred at her as she rolled onto her side and onto her feet to greet Von.
The red head willed herself not to flinch or cringe under the inappropriate attentions of the two women on either side of her as they petted and stroked her. They were both obviously pleased with whatever Von had the potential to offer. And while Von was as straight as an arrow her emotions were waging war with each other as impulse overrode reason. She was briefly distracted by the man on the bed who was now sitting on the edge of the mattress watching her intently while another woman stood in front of him with eyes glassed over with lust. The succubus smiled as she approached Von while she was distracted by the male undressing the other woman.
"Don't worry, you'll have your turn with him." She smoothed her hands up Von's abdomen over the sides of her breasts and to the arms of her jacket, pushing the item of clothing off for it to fall unheeded on the floor. "You escaped from your friends?" The succubus drew closer while every inch of Von tightened.
Swallowing her heart back down into her chest Von replied, "Yes, she's dying and he's not that smart."
The monster stared at her with normal human eyes that narrowed with suspicion. "Why didn't you fuck him?"
"He was trying to kill me, I had to get away," she lied. Von's held her gaze. Behind the succubus Von could see all the women aside from the two that were flanking her, most of them were touching themselves, each other, or watching with perverse attention. The air stunk of sweat, sex and frustration, why were all the women here instead of out gathering energy for their master? "Not letting anyone out tonight?" Von questioned innocently while the succubus began to explore her body with her hands finding her way to Von's breasts. Her breathing became hard, muscles tensing with the urge to slap the woman but that began to ease away as the drug left her system a little more and the need to give in became stronger.
"The party's inside tonight. Armand is here to tend to the women's needs." The succubus turned her gaze fondly to the man who now had the woman laying naked on the bed underneath him, her thighs wrapped tight around his hips a sharp sigh leaving her lips as he entered into her. Realization and panic awakened in Von, the man on the bed was not human, he was the male counterpart to the creature before her. An incubus. The situation was far more dire than they had anticipated. The succubus was here to start a family after all, she was capturing the females in order to have the incubus impregnate them.
Von backed up against the women's arms with the temporary sobriety she was experiencing. But the succubus' suspicions rose higher and she grabbed Von's arms and pulled her close, "Why are you resisting?" she kissed against the red head's skin. "I should have known, a bite is always better."
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They could tell where she was held up. There were orders to bring the brunette back to the factory where they all resided, where he resided. Alyssa and Nicki strode in to the motel, recognizing the scents of former guests to the red head before stopping at the sight of two room doors wide open. Dividing they searched both rooms, Alyssa coming to the locked bathroom door she inhaled and released a low hiss letting Nicki know her findings. When she was at her side they took to trying to get the door to open, finally breaking it from its hinges and pulling the plank off to the side of the room, they took in the deathly appearance of their target. Confusion overrode everything. "Is she dead?" Nicki asked.
Alyssa shook her head and reached down to pick her up into her arms. "He won't be too happy but maybe there is still time."
Turning they exited the establishment, taking to the shadows even though no one was out of the bar or their homes to really do anything if they saw them. Arriving at the factory Nicki opened the door and they entered. The feel and sound of sex in the air making their knees weaken and breathing pick up but they still had a duty to do. Bringing Alex up to their mother handling the red head, they bowed their heads and smiled. "Here she is. Just as you asked."
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Dean pressed his back against the wall after scaling the last flight of stairs. There was a ledge leading out to a catwalk that ran above the main assembly room, which gave him the perfect vantage point. The situation was not looking to be in Von's favor and when the sounds of a woman in the throes of passion came to his ears Dean turned his head around the corner again, peeking down only to make out the arching back and thrusting hips of a man. Swallowing the disgusted look on his face and repressing the feeling to wash his eyes out with bleach he opened the pouch that Von had given him. He never looked into it before now and she gave no instructions on what he was supposed to do with it. Reaching inside he pulled out a strange round object that resembled a marble with an injection of dark orange inside of it, several more were in the bag along with a sheet of folded paper.
Unfolding the note it simple read, 'throw and don't miss'. "That's really helpful," Dean grumbled and stuffed the note back into the bag and tightened the strings. Giving a huff Dean's head jerked to the right at the sounds of footsteps on the catwalk, he had caught the attention of a woman who was smiling wildly at him. "Shit." He really thought he had picked out the best spot to gain the advantage and now he had to deal with this nympho whack job that was raping him with her eyes. Just as he heard Von yell Alex's name in surprise the woman charged towards Dean at the distraction, arms outreached and tits swinging free in the breeze.
"Fuck me!" she shrieked the demand and coughed, gagging on her own lungs when Dean forced his boot into her chest.
"Not today sister," Dean replied gruffly grabbing the back of her head and slamming her face down into the handrail knocking her out cold. The short fight did not go unheeded, after a scream from below all eyes were on Dean. "Crap."
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The Incubus was done with the woman, pushing her off the bed in a sweaty heap he wiped himself off on the white sheets and walked towards his partner that was holding the red head. The succubus had Von's head craned back and off to the side exposing her petal white neck and her grip was firm against the red head's struggling, she even found it amusing and began to laugh. "Oh Armand is going to have so much fun with you, so feisty," she chuckled.
Von sneered at the monster and wondered what was taking Dean so long when three women entered and stopped before the succubus, the one in the middle appearing as if she was about to drop dead. "Alex!"
Von was kept from going to the brunette's aid feeling several hairs being pulled from her head while she gagged against the strain on her neck. A ruckus from above had everyone's eyes on a man fighting one of the infected women, Von knew it was Dean and she was beginning to fear that this plan had gone completely south. Unfortunately, she didn't have long to think about it before the succubus' teeth were sinking into her neck, breaking through skin and spilling blood. The pain was excruciating. A strange sensation snapped through Von's body like a lightning stroke and the pressure of the succubus' mouth and body against her were gone, the last thing she heard was a scream before she fell unconscious to the floor.
Alex began to come to when someone screamed her name. Fluttering her lids she started to focus on the women holding her, turning her head a bit she saw someone above in a window before turning further to capture the sight of a buck naked man, Von on the floor and another whatever was screaming. Feeling of being handled over and watching as the male took her into his arms she brought her hands up to attempt at pushing him away. "Von..." she whispered, swallowing and shaking her head slowly. Vertigo and her hands stopped fighting, grabbing hold of the man as tight as she could to stop the world from spinning. "Put me down." Her body being set upon a bed and she glared at the man, despite the knowledge that the women that had her before were now taking care of whoever was on the roof. "Don't touch me or I'm going to tear you apart."
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They ran up towards the roof, shrieks that made the glass shake at seeing their fallen sister. Alyssa and Nicki separated to try and give the intruder a hard time at choosing. When Nicki got too cocky and jumped onto him, knocking him to the ground with her straddling, Alyssa knew that it was sloppy. The minute Nicki was dispatched and he was standing once more, she took from the shadows and pushed him onto the glass, into the building and down. There would be no killing him. Alyssa glanced over below to find their leader holding him by the neck safely from the concrete. Smirking she left the dead body of her sister and the unconscious one to head back.
"Claudia, stop your incessant shrieking," Armand demanded cooly while he held Dean at arm's length.
The succubus had not stopped screaming since she had bitten Von and left the red to bleed out on the concrete floor. Removing her hands from her face she wailed as tears of blood trailed down her cheeks, "She did this to me!"
Armand's eyes widened and he walked over to Von's unconscious form and stared down at her, "How fascinating." He brought Dean closer staring into his wide green orbs. "What is she?" he questioned.
"Kl-...aarhhmhh, sllk fekg ahhnrhhcsss-" Dean choked and grasped the incubus's wrist with both hands, his knuckles turning bone white from the effort and his nails digging and scraping at the monster's skin. The incubus's strength was incredible, if he was squeezing Dean's throat any harder he could easily snap his neck and yet he carried the hunter around as if he were made of a sack of feathers.
"I'm sorry?" Armand tilted his head and dropped Dean to fall onto his knees gasping for breath, tentatively touching his fingertips to his throat and glaring up with watering eyes.
"I said, Claudia, Armand? Sounds like I'm in a fucking Anne Rice novel," the gravel of his voice was especially rocky on his strained windpipe.
Stooping down the incubus picked him up by the scruff of his jacket, "I asked you what she was, you're a hunter a one with reputation and that one over there is Alex Tatiani someone else with a very special reputation, but whose the red head and how did she harm my beautiful Claudia, how was she able to send her through the air?"
Dean couldn't answer even if he wanted to, which he didn't, he wasn't sure what had even happened. Only that the bitch had bitten Von and that caused her to freak out and start screaming, his attention had been on fighting the infected woman on the catwalk. Seeing that he would get no answer from the hunter and that in fact he seemed almost completely clueless on the matter he lost his patience and threw Dean against a steel beam and unable to control his mode of flight Dean's head hit the solid obstacle and he blacked out before he hit the ground in a heap.
"Not much truth in the reputation," the incubus turned while some of the infected carried Dean off first and then Von whose freckles stood out stark against her pale features. "I'm hoping what I've heard about you Alex isn't just a rumor, I'm excited about the possibilities and the doors you will open for our kind."
"And what exactly have you heard about me huh?" Alex nearly growled, searching past all the haze to try and find that part that had suddenly become quiet.
She had to find it to draw on, something to get her out of this mess and give the others some time to get back up and fight. Hitting the block in her mind she prodded, hearing a muffled voice but the venom inside was making it so she couldn't make out what was being said. Alex attempted at backing up on the bed to get away as the Incubus came closer and she did not want to find out what he meant by the doors she will open for them. Sounded like some sick porno or whatever. Another prod and she could feel a tiny crack through it all and a sharp inhale escaped when it came, her pupils spread out like tendrils ever so slightly into the rest of her eyes as she sent out the surge. Hitting the Incubus with a punch and only seeing him falter for a second, before taking what little she had left before it sucked back in to keep the venom at bay for longer.
The incubus chuckled and rubbed his hand down his chest, "Weak as a kitten, aren't you lovely? But I suppose your other half is the only thing that's keeping you from dying right now." He walked around the bed and sat on the edge. "Not many become sick and those that do die within seconds. But you're not like all those other people are you, Alex?" Armand wrapped his slender fingers around her ankle and pulled her closer, a smile widened on his full lips when she tried to struggle. "Now, now, precious, you'll exhaust yourself. Just close your eyes and it will all be over soon."
Alex actually felt panic, her hands becoming weak once again and she put them on his bare chest to push him away. VON! DEAN! Watching with wide eyes as he removed a blade from underneath the pillow she actually screamed, her heart racing, her vision beginning to blur. The venom was continuing to take hold regardless of what she did. The incubus lifted her shirt and slowly teased the blade along her skin. "HELP!"
"Shhh, you're just making me excited, wouldn't want my hand to shake while I'm doing this, might knick something important." He cupped her cheek, tickling the knife around her belly button. "Your body isn't going to be any good for a baby if you're dying, best to take the goods and put them into someone healthy. I'm sure you could agree and even if you don't there's not much you're going to be able to do about it. Those friends of yours are going to be more busy dealing with each other than worrying about you."
Distraction. Distraction. Alex was trying to think of a way to distract him, give her time. She knew that Von and Dean had to be doing something, and she was getting tired of hearing him talk. The fear being pushed back a bit she found whatever amount of personal body strength she could muster and flipped them where she was on top and her hand was on his wrist holding the blade. "You are deranged as the bitches you have been making a family with." The world spun. Blinking several times she got it right. Only one way she was going to get out of this..."They are not my friends and you are not going to make a baby from my body parts."
Bringing her elbow down it connected with his goods. The one place, man or supernatural thing where they were still vulnerable. Alex removed herself from him, knowing she had little amount of time. She was dying and this spurt of energy was her last before she finally collapsed into oblivion. Knowing the direction the others had been taken to, she began to run albeit like a newborn fowl, before she turned to face the Incubus she knew would be there. Time to fight. Then she could die, only if he went first.
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Dean came to, holding a hand to his pounding head he searched his surroundings finding that he was in an office that had been refashioned to be more like a jail cell. Then he saw Von lying not too far away, he could smell the blood on her as he crawled closer to make sure she was still alive. Touching her shoulder she stirred and her eyes flickered open in confusion until they landed on Dean, her heart raced at the sight of him. He reached to inspect her neck and once his fingers brushed her skin Von grabbed his arm and pounced on him, fingers working nimbly to tear open the layers of shirts he wore.
"Von," Dean threw her off, "you gotta fight this." He swallowed the ache in his throat and slowly, warily got to his feet while Von watched him with hungry, lustful eyes.
Her body ached and burned with carnal need, she saw his lips move but she did not hear what he said, instead she took it as an invitation to lunge after him. The move landed them both on the ground and Dean struggled against Von's newfound strength, growling angrily Von reared back and slapped Dean hard across the face which made his already aching head throb painfully and threaten to pull him under again. Vision blurring in and out he felt his belt being worked on, more quickly than he would have liked. Button undone, zipper down, Dean could feel Von's hand teasing between the layer of denim and his boxers.
"You don't wanna do this," he told her but she didn't listen.
Von flinched and jerked her hand away, keeping both on either side of Dean as she stared at him, then slowly her head drooped down to the see the needle sticking out of her thigh with Dean's thumb firmly down on the plunger. Sliding off to the side Von curled in on herself with a hurt pout on her lips which ignoring the current circumstances Dean might have found cute. Instead he was trying to keep his boot from landing in her stomach, and that was the nicest thing he thought about doing to her. He knew she couldn't control it, some part of him completely understood that, but what she was about to do to him, not just slapping him, it made him...
Turning away from her pleading face Dean directed his fury on the door, throwing himself continuously into it. Bruises were forming on his shoulder before he felt it start to give way and with one final go the doorjamb splintered enough for the locks to become useless. "I'll come back," he promised Von who was now lying unconscious on the floor, pausing a moment at her sleeping form Dean hurried from the room.
Someone had to have heard the commotion of his escape, he had to move fast and find out where Alex was. Racing down a corridor Dean only had his instincts as his guide, not knowing where he had come from he made a left and then a right until something became a little more familiar and he thought he saw Alex being backed up into a wall. Reaching around for the bag slung across his shoulder he tore at the knot that cinched the bag closed, reaching inside he pulled out one of the strange orbs.
Throw, and don't miss.
The words in Von's voice entered his head as if she were right there. When the incubus came into sight Dean cranked back his arm and threw the glass ball towards the creature whose eyes were all for the brunette. The orb struck him, the delicate glass breaking open and a fine liquid splurted from the object and in less than a second after the orange filament had dissolved the incubus was set alight, shrieking in horror and clawing at itself in an attempt to put out the flames. Dean grabbed Alex and pulled her to him as they watched the incubus flail and run, the women around him screaming and trying to find water to douse him with. The succubus set upon them both with several of the women and Dean had no choice but to use another of the flammable orbs, risking the lives of the human victims when he tossed the ball at the succubus. She dodged it with a hiss and it shattered useless to the ground behind her but when one of the woman stepped on the shards and the liquid made contact with her skin her foot was set ablaze in an instant.
"Damn it." Dean pulled out his gun with his left hand and reached into the bag with his right, kneecapping another woman before the succubus was too close for him to be able to do anything about it other than smashing the strange marble between her face and his hand. The affect as before was instantaneous, the succubus smacked and swiped at her flaming face while Dean was set on trying to stamp the flames cooking the skin on his hand. Pulling his jacket down around his arm he attempted to smother the fire out when his flask of holy water clattered to the concrete floor. "Fuck!" he screamed and then he just screamed without any intelligible thought attached to it besides sheer pain.
Grabbing the flask it was Alex with one last effort that helped him unscrew the cap allowing him to pour the contents onto his hand and quench the flames. Holding his arm to his chest the whole limb shook but he had to hold it away at the smell that came to his nose, he had smelled his flesh cooking off his bones before, it was something he never wanted to smell again. Alex fell to her hands and knees, gasping as she watched her veins begin to disappear slowly the feeling of burning in them was not lost on her as the succubus was burning as well. The venom was being removed from her system and she started to laugh when the world no longer felt fuzzy, and her eyes focused on the carnage around them.
She smiled and rolled over onto her back on the concrete floor of the warehouse, still laughing even when the voice came back in her head, even when she no longer felt sick and back to herself the more she laid there. She knew Dean was looking at her like she was crazy but she didn't care. "Oh man...this never gets old. I love my job."