Chapter Three
Asmodeus yawned and stretched in his bed, before rolling onto his side and looking to Sanguini on the bed next to his. The vampire turned and looked at Asmodeus with a raised eyebrow and toothy grin.
"You do know we have to get back to Gringotts soon, right? I have potions to be taking and soon. I have about an hour before they run out and then bye bye 'Guini." Sanguini said bluntly, making Asmodeus blearily look at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was seven in the morning.
"Ugh. I've only been asleep for five hours. That's mean 'Guini." Asmodeus grumbled, pulling the covers over his head.
"Maybe so, but I need my potions and more blood, you need to explain to the Winchester's why Azazel knew you and you also need to jump Dean's bones."
"WHAT!" Asmodeus shrieked, jumping up from his bed to look at a grinning Sanguini incredulously.
"Oh admit you want to bump uglies with the cocky hunter."
"I will not!"
"Oh sure, be stubborn, but the nose never lies and dear god, even I got turned on by the amount of lust you were giving out! Ah little Kitten, you're all grown up! This is the first time I've ever known you be attracted to another."
"Shut up." Asmodeus mumbled, hiding his face in his hands.
"It's cute! If it makes you feel any better, I think he is attracted to you too. Of course, you could do a hell of a lot better than a bloody hunter. A paranoid hunter at that! Oh god, we're in a hotel room with two armed hunters. We're going to die." Sanguini bemoaned dramatically.
"Oh be quiet. Lets get into the other room, if the other two are awake I'll stay behind and explain things, you have to get back to Gringotts."
"What if they aren't there?"
"Then I suppose I wait and explain where you have gone. We can use the diabetic excuse as to why you have to leave early. No idea what excuse we can use as to why we didn't take them back to our 'apartment' though." Asmodeus said, nibbling on his knuckles nervously.
"We'll come to that hurdle when we get there. You worry too much Kitten!" Sanguini said with a smile, ruffling Asmodeus' hair and getting a scratched hand for his efforts. "Yeow! Kitten's got claws."
"You know I have claws moron. You were the first person I told! Come on twat." Asmodeus said with a smile, getting up from his bed and walking out of the room. Sanguini grinned and followed Asmodeus out, surprised to see the brothers sitting in the common area, discussing something quietly. They both went silent when they saw Asmodeus and Sanguini enter the room, which made both twitch nervously.
"Morning." Asmodeus said with a yawn, waving lazily at Sam and Dean, blushing slightly when he caught the eye of Dean. Sanguini smirked at the reaction and then walked over to the door after placing a kiss on Asmodeus' head.
"Hey, where you going Linguini?" Dean asked, making Sam and Asmodeus snort and Sanguini to bristle.
"Sanguini. And I need to head back to Gringotts to get my medication. Don't want me dying on you now, do we?" Sanguini said with narrowed eyes at the hunter. "Behave yourselves children, I'll be back later. If you harm one hair on my little Kitten's head, then you will regret it." And with that he breezed out of the room, leaving a bemused Asmodeus and stunned Winchester's.
"Well, he certainly is protective." Dean mumbled, turning his attention back to his brother and Asmodeus, who was leaning against the wall, looking at them with a raised eyebrow.
"Well after the last way you both treated me, I think he has every right to be, don't you?" Asmodeus drawled, absently thinking that Draco would be very proud of him.
"Hey! We said we were sorry! Anyway, you weren't exactly innocent of anything." Dean grumbled, crossing his hands over his chest and sulking slightly.
"Actually, Sam said he was sorry, you said nothing of the sort. And I was innocent of everything you accused me of. We have proven that I was not possessed, what more do you want?"
"We want an explanation!" Dean exclaimed, standing up from his seat and ignoring Sam trying to tug him back down.
"And you think you are entitled to one?"
"Yes! Dammit! Prove that you had nothing to do with Jess' murder!" Dean yelled, stepping nearer to Asmodeus and towering over him. Asmodeus just looked up at him, bored.
"You know I had nothing to do with Jess' murder. You saw me trying to get rid of Azazel. You saw that Azazel did not like me." Asmodeus pointed out bluntly, placing a hand on Dean's chest to gently push him out of his personal bubble, but Dean just ignored his efforts and placed a hand on the wall next to Asmodeus' head.
"Dean." Sam called angrily, standing up from his seat and walking over to the two.
"No Sam! He knows something and is holding something back!" Dean yelled, slamming his hand into the wall and making Asmodeus flinch slightly.
"So what? Who are we to demand an answer? Get away from him!" Sam yelled, tugging Dean back from Asmodeus.
"He knows Yellow-Eyes! I want to know how!"
"What business is it of yours?" Asmodeus asked coolly, tone totally belying the fact his heart was beating furiously.
"What business-? He killed our mom! We need to know what you know!"
"Fine!" Asmodeus spat, pushing himself away from the wall and walking over to the window to gaze out of it.
"As?" Sam asked hesitantly, taking a step towards the upset man.
"Azazel is creating an army of half demons. He does this by making a deal with the mother of the child he chooses, then when the child is six months old he bleeds into the child's mouth and then kills the mother by pinning her to the ceiling of the nursery over the child and sets fire to her. When the child reaches a certain age, I'm not sure when, they begin to develop a power. It depends on the person as to what that power is. Mostly it's mind abilities, telekinesis, visions, that sort of thing. He wants to use them to... Well actually, I don't know what. So there you have it. What I know about Azazel. Oh yes and he's a Grigori. Demon of the Goat or some such crap like that, damn Grigori's. Think they are above everyone else and refuse to acknowledge those above them." Asmodeus grumbled, kicking the wall in front of him and refusing to look behind him at Sam and Dean.
After almost ten minutes of silence, Asmodeus sighed and ran a hand through his hair agitatedly before turning round and looking at the stunned brothers. Though Sam was paler than Dean. Asmodeus had an idea as to why.
"So what power have you got Sam?" Asmodeus asked softly, giving him a reassuring gin when Sam's head shot up to pin Asmodeus with an incredulous gaze.
"What?" Sam asked weakly.
"It's not hard to work out. You told me yourself that your mother died in a fire when you were six months old. Dean told me that Azazel killed your mother. I'm pretty good at connecting the dots. So what is your power?"
"Visions. I get visions." Sam admitted quietly, shrugging off the comforting hand Dean tried to place on his shoulder. "I'm a half demon?"
"Yes. You will have control over how you use that though. There are good demons out there after all. Do not worry. Half demons are not under my jurisdiction either." Asmodeus added with a smirk.
"What do you mean by that? Jurisdiction?" Dean demanded, stepping up next to Sam, who was staring at the ground silently.
"Exactly what it sounds like. It is my job and right as Lord Tenebrion to hunt down and destroy those you call demons."
"That's another thing! Why don't you call them demons? That's what they are!" Dean exclaimed, frustration colouring his voice.
Asmodeus sighed and walked around the brothers to sit down on one of the couches. The brothers turned around and sat down on the couch opposite him, looking at him expectantly.
"Truthfully? Because quite frankly it's insulting." Asmodeus stated bluntly.
"Insulting? Who cares if we insult them?" Dean asked incredulously.
"Not to them. To me."
"Huh?"
"To me. I'm a demon. A neko demon to be exact." Asmodeus told them, before nibbling his lower lip and taking off his collar while he was at it. The brothers watched with wide eyes as before them, Asmodeus grew a pair of black cat ears on top of his head and a black tail twitched agitatedly behind him.
"Holy shit dude! You're a cat!" Dean exclaimed, jumping up and pointing to him, getting a glare from Asmodeus, who replaced the collar, though the brothers noticed that they could still see the changes.
"No shit Sherlock. My kind are called neko demons. We are not possessed, we are born like this. We are one with the earth, we can communicate with it, hear it's pleas for our help in getting rid of the abominations. What you call demons. They come from, what I suppose you would call hell, if you were Christian. It is in fact just another dimension, where a spirit called Lucifer reigns. Your God-" Asmodeus spat, getting shocked looks from the brothers. "is also a spirit like those abominations, he and his followers reside in another dimension that is connected to both this one and that one referred to as hell."
"So you're saying God actually exists? That there's angels and shit?" Dean asked incredulously.
"If you wish to call them that, then yes. Millennia ago, they would also come here and help to get rid of the ones you call demons. They came across the nekos, inus, kitsunes and Ookami youkai, or demons if you will and charged us with getting rid of the 'demons'. We had to power to kill them basically."
"Nekos, Inus, Kitsunes and what? What are they?" Sam asked softly, looking at Asmodeus curiously.
"Ookami. Cats, Dogs, Foxes and Wolves respectively. They originated in Japan and then spread out over the world. The Neko's ended up in Britain."
"You said you were the last?" Sam said softly, making Dean look up sharply and gaze at him curiously.
"I am. There is another world out there that most are unaware of. It is home to all magical creatures, vampires, demons, veela, goblins, werewolves, centaurs, dragons and of course witches and wizards." Asmodeus said with a sneer.
"They used to live in harmony, until eventually the humans, the witches and wizards, decided they were above the creatures. Now, they are not like the witches you have come across. They do not make a deal in order to get their powers. They are born with a magical core. I have one myself and believed myself to be a wizard until I found out that I had in fact been kidnapped when I was four months old and given to a human couple. A block was placed on my demonic magic and thus my features were hidden and I appeared human.
"Anyway, I suppose the story really starts when a wizard called Voldemort decided that not only was it enough to have stripped all magical creatures of their rights, but he wished to totally eradicate those with Muggle, non-magical, blood. Thus he started a war over blood supremacy, stating that the muggleborns and half-bloods were tainting their magical power. It was all a load of bollocks. Your parentage does not decide your magical prowess, it is the alignment of the stars and planets that does it." Asmodeus said with a sigh, wishing he had a drink.
"That is beside the point however. The point is, that his reign of terror came to an abrupt end one night when he visited a family and killed them one by one, however when he tried to kill the baby, the spell backfired and made him nothing more than a spirit. The consequences of the spell meant that the child became a Horcrux and also fractured the block on that child's demonic magic. That child was me."
"What's a Horcrux?" Sam asked with a frown.
"It is something that dark wizards use in order to try and achieve immortality. It splits the soul, a piece of which is then placed into an object, or in the case of me, a person. Voldemort made seven. This was the reason he became a spirit instead of dying."
"Did Voldemort kill you real family as well?"
"No, that came later." Asmodeus said with a frown, he nibbled his lip and wished Sanguini was there with him. He then sighed and looked up at the two brothers who were staring at him incredulously. "Anyway, I was an orphan and was left with my only surviving relatives, or what everyone assumed were my relatives. When I was eleven, I found out that I was a wizard and went to a wizarding school to learn control."
"The boarding school in Scotland?" Sam said with a smile. Asmodeus nodded. "You weren't kidding when you said you learnt a lot!"
"Yes. I found out that I was famous in the wizarding world for surviving the killing curse. The only person to have ever done so. Anyway, every year I came up against Voldemort in some form or another. And every year I survived and lost a little bit more faith in the wizarding world.
"It was when I was facing Voldemort, or his first Horcrux, Tom Riddle, in my second year that he mentioned the fact that the Potter's may not have been my parents. Apparently, there were rumours going around at the time that suggested such. It made me think, but I put it to the back of my mind as I had other things to worry about. Besides, Lily died to protect me, so I still respected her for that, whether she was my birth mother or not.
"Anyway, I soon became suspicious of the headmaster, Dumbledore, and his motives. I found it suspicious that an eleven year old could get past several protections to get to a stone that Voldemort was after. If I could do it, surely the greatest Dark Lord in centuries could get it.
"I then found out in my fifth year that there was a prophecy made about myself and Voldemort. In it, it stated that I would be the only one able to defeat Voldemort. Apparently I had the power known not or some such nonsense. I, understandably, blew up and trashed the headmasters office. He had, after all, told me minutes after my having watched my godfather die.
"Now, during something that happened in my fourth year, I felt a presence inside of me that wasn't my wizarding magic, but still felt a part of me. Anyway, I hadn't told anyone about it. But when I heard the prophecy I considered that maybe that was what was meant by power known not."
"What was the power?" Dean asked curiously.
"Getting to that." Asmodeus told him, waving a hand lazily in front of him, and giving the brothers a view of very sharp claws on the end of each finger. "Anyway, that summer I was sent back to my loving relatives where my 'aunt' Petunia tells me that she has never considered me her nephew as she never recalled seeing my mother pregnant. So I decided that I would research into that claim.
"On my sixteenth birthday, my second Godfather, Remus, who also happened to be a werewolf and was the gentlest man I have ever met." Dean snorted at that and Asmodeus narrowed his eyes dangerously at him. "Something to say?"
"A kind werewolf? Please."
"The magical strain of lycanthropy differs greatly from that of the Muggle one. For one, they do not require hearts. It besides the point anyway, He took me away from my relatives behind Dumbledore's back and took me to Potter Manor where no one would be able to find me. There I confided in him that I thought I was adopted and he admitted to me that I was in fact given to the Potter's during December '80."
"1980? But you were born in '83."
"No I wasn't. I was born in 1980, but I changed those facts so that a) I would not be three years older than everyone on my course and b) you may have noticed that I do not age past eighteen. Well I will, but incredibly slowly, and I will stop aging altogether when I look twenty-five ish. Demons have a long life-span, like vampires we are immortal unless killed."
"Dude, you will live forever?"
"Yes."
"But what if you fall in love with a human?" Sam asked him.
"Ah, whoever I choose to mate with, and there will only ever be one, then they will also receive my longevity and will live as long as I do. However, when they die, I die and vice versa." Asmodeus admitted with a shrug.
"SO wait, you don't have a mate right?" Dean asked, getting curious looks from both Sam and Asmodeus, both wondering where he was going with this.
"No."
"So you're what, a virgin?" Dean asked incredulously.
"Yes."
"See! I told you he and Sanguini weren't going at it!" Sam exclaimed, making Dean huff and Asmodeus look at them in horror.
"Me and Sanguini? Ew! He's my brother! That would be like you two going at it!" Asmodeus pointed out, grinning inside when they both went slightly green at the thought.
"I so didn't need that image." Dean groaned, shaking his head and shifting away from Sam a little, which made Asmodeus snicker. "And in my defence, you and he are awfully close."
"You would be too if you had gone through what we went through."
"What did you go through? And how come you haven't mentioned Sanguini in your story."
"I'm getting to that. So where was I? Oh yes, Remus admitted to me that I was adopted, he then told me that he would take me to Gringotts to try and find my real family and see if any of them were alive. So we went and the Goblins that run Gringotts told me that they try and find my family, but whilst I was there, I was informed of my status as a Horcrux and was told exactly what that meant. It meant that in order to destroy the Horcrux inside of me, I would have to die. As you can imagine, having only just turned sixteen, I was somewhat devastated. Remus took me home and comforted me.
"When I got to Hogwarts that year I was called to Dumbledore's office and he informed me of the Horcruxes that Voldemort had made, believing that he had made seven, he had found one, a ring belonging to his mothers family and had destroyed it, I had also destroyed one in my second year. He told me that he believed there were five more left but didn't have any idea what they were. I calmly told him to leave me out of it and that I didn't want any part of it, much to his shock. I told him that I would kill Voldemort when the time came and then walked out of his office."
"Dude! That was your headmaster! Did he not make things difficult for you?"
"He did try, but I had allies. For one, I had the house elves on my side."
"Elves? You're saying elves exist? Like Tolkein elves?" Sam asked incredulously.
"Er no. Not exactly. Um... Hang on. Mittens!"
"You have tourettes?" Dean asked amused. His amusement soon turned into shock however when a small, big eared creature appeared in front of Asmodeus.
"You called me Lord?" The creature, Mittens, asked, bowing lowly, it's nose touching the floor.
"Yeah, I did. How's Sanguini?"
"Lord 'Guini is currently talking to Griphook about your accounts. Do you require him?"
"No, tell him that I am informing Sam and Dean about the two wars and that they know what I am and have yet to shoot me. Oh and tell him that Dean thinks we are shagging. He'll find that amusing." Asmodeus added, grinning when Dean chocked and Sam snickered.
"Of course My Lord."
"Oh! And do you think you could bring us something to eat and drink please? Room service here is extortionate." The elf nodded and disappeared with a pop. Five minutes later food and drink appeared on the coffee table between the two couches, much to Sam and Dean's shock.
"What-?" Dean sputtered, looking at the food warily, whilst Sam shrugged and grabbed a sandwich to eat.
"Magic." Asmodeus stated bluntly as if that explained everything, which, Dean admitted to himself, actually did.
"Right." Dean said weakly, grabbing a sandwich and then sitting back in his chair heavily.
"So, um... Oh yes! Dumbledore tried to drug me into doing what he wanted, but the house elves prevented it and Dumbles realised that I had more people on my side than he had originally thought. So he let me be for the time being. So Christmas came and I was invited to a party that one of my professor was throwing. It was there that a met a strange man called Sanguini, who told me that he knew who and what I really was and if I wished to know more, to contact him during the summer and meet him at Gringotts. I was kind of shocked actually. And more than a little in lust with him." Asmodeus admitted with a smirk at Dean, who groaned and shook his head.
"I'm not going to live that down am I?"
"Nope." Sam told him cheerfully.
"So later on I came across my rival, Draco Malfoy, crying in a girls toilet. I asked him what was wrong, and he confided in me, eventually, that he had been tasked by Voldemort to kill Dumbledore. Now at that time, I really had no problem with him killing old Dumbles, let me tell you, but I could see that Draco really didn't want to. So I offered him sanctuary in my Manor. Unless invited by a Potter, it is not possible to enter or even find the house." Asmodeus explained when it looked like one of them was going to ask how that would help him.
"He accepted my offer and later that night, we snook him out of Hogwarts with the help of Remus and Remus took him to my Manor. The rest of that year was rather anti-climatic. No confrontation with Voldie, no death defying feats. Nothing. It was rather boring.
"So that summer I ran away from the Dursley's, my family, and went to Gringotts to meet with Sanguini. He informed me of what I was and who my family were. The Goblins then offered to try and find out if there were any surviving members of the Tenebrion's for a fee of course, and Sanguini decided to stay with me to keep me safe. I still don't know why he felt obliged to do that. I mean, he didn't really know me.
"About two weeks later I was contacted by the Tenebrion's and we met up in a room at Gringotts where they told me the truth of what happened. Dumbledore forced his way into my parents house, killed them and then took me away to give to his loyal followers, the Potter's. Of course, they didn't know who I had been given to and so could do nothing about it. It was there that my grandfather also called Asmodeus, told me what my true name was and my status as a royal demon. I decided then that I would take on my rightful role as heir to the Tenebrion's.
"They informed me of the block I had on my magic and that they could not take it off, that I would have to wait for however long it took to naturally be removed. That could have taken years. I was, naturally, distraught with the news that I would not be like my family.
"However, when I turned seventeen, I came into my magical inheritance, my magical core grew and some of the block was broken away. My eyes changed to that of a cats, I grew claws and my skin paled. I was living with my relatives at the time and they decided to train me in their magic and tell me of the family duty.
"Mid August myself and Sanguini disappeared from the Tenerbion's Manor. I left a note telling them that I was going to finish the war and that I would return to them when it was finished. Sanguini and I had left to hunt down the remaining Horcruxes. The night before we left however, Sanguini and I performed a highly illegal ritual that made us brothers. His hair grew darker, pitch black and my skin became even paler.
"So we hunted through all of Britain, searching for the Horcruxes and the time came, almost a year later, in June that we had destroyed nearly all of them bar two, the one inside me, and the one I suspected was inside of Voldemort's familiar.
"We arrived at Hogwarts, which was inevitably, to be the place of the final battle. I left Sanguini to battle with Voldemort followers and followed Voldemort into the forest. There I fought him, managing to kill Nagini, his familiar and then stopped fighting and let Voldemort kill me."
"What!" Dean shouted, standing up from his seat.
"As you can clearly see, it didn't work. It did however do two things. One, it destroyed the Horcrux inside of me and two, it completely shattered the rest of the block on my magic. I was dragged back to Hogwarts whilst unconscious and Voldemort decided to gloat in front of the fighters that their saviour had been killed. I believe that Sanguini was the only one who noticed my ears grow on my head and tail grow from my spine. My hair also grew to the length it is now. I stood up whilst Voldemort was waxing lyrical on the end of the wizarding world and, using my neko powers, I ripped his soul from his body and destroyed it, much to the horror of everyone watching.
"They turned on me. I saved their miserable lives and they turned on me. If I had known what would happen in the following years, I would have let Voldemort have them. Alas hindsight is a both wonderful and terrible thing."
"What happened?"
"The Purge happened."
"The Purge?" Sam asked in confusion.
"Officially it was called The Great Revolution. To me, it was mass genocide. Hitler had nothing on those of the magical world. After the battle of Hogwarts, Sanguini grabbed me and took me away to hide from those calling for my execution. I was, after all, a monster.
"It was seven months later that a bill was passed in the magical world. It called for all magical creatures to be rounded up and killed. Werewolves, vampires, veela demons, centaurs, and perhaps worst of all, dragons were all rounded up and killed. Women, children, didn't matter. They were slaughtered. Understandably, this created a reaction within the magical creature community and everyone banded together to fight the wizards.
"A year and half later, and the wizards were winning. Every magical being left were holed up in Tenebrion Castle, on the isle of Skye. At eight forty-seven on the night of Halloween, coincidentally, the wizarding army stormed the castle and slaughtered everyone inside. My grandfather and Draco Malfoy, who had been changed into a veela on his magical inheritance, were the last to be killed when they distracted the wizards in order to help Sanguini get me out of the castle safely.
"We were given sanctuary in Gringotts. We stayed there, hidden from the wizarding world, for about two months, then Sanguini informed me that he had to leave and try to find out if any of his people had survived. That was the last time I saw him as five months later I was forced to leave Britain completely when the Ministry of Magic discovered that I had been staying inside of Gringotts. The Goblins managed to get me all the information I would need, moved all of my vault contents to others under my real name, which the wizarding world didn't know, and then gave me a port key out of Britain.
"I arrived in California and the rest you know. So, gonna shoot me?" Asmodeus asked, with a cheeky grin, hiding that he was in fact terrified inside.
The two brothers sat there in silence for a few minutes before looking at one another and then nodded before turning back to Asmodeus.
"First, you say that Sanguini left to find his own kind. What do you mean by that? Is he one of you or something different?" Sam asked, whilst Dean pulled the weapons bag towards them and started to search inside it for something.
"That is up to Sanguini to tell you. I cannot." Asmodeus told them, eyeing Dean nervously, really wishing he hadn't told them anything or that Sanguini was there for him.
"Fine. Now, do us a favour and drink this." Dean said, handing him a flask, which Asmodeus looked at suspiciously.
"You expect me to drink something that I have no idea what it is?" Asmodeus asked incredulously, not opening the flask.
"Yes."
"No chance. Sorry. But no. You can shoot me if you want, but there is not chance in hell I am drinking whatever is inside this." Asmodeus stated, shaking the flask and then placing it on the table. Dean sighed and then stood up, drawing a gun quickly before either Sam or Asmodeus could react. Asmodeus paled when he saw the gun being pointed steadily at him and then shut his eyes, waiting. His ears on his head flattened to his head and his tail wrapped itself around his waist.
"That ad better not be a gun you are pointing at my little brothers head, human." Came a cold voice from the doorway, making Dean spin around and point the gun at Sanguini, who was glaring at him.
Asmodeus took a shaky breath of air and opened his eyes to look at his saviour, once again. "'Guini."
"Put the gun away before you actually hurt someone. You won't be shooting anyone in this room. Hurt Asmodeus and I will simply kill Sam in front of you, making you watch as the life leaves his eyes, and then I will leave you, letting you live with the knowledge that you killed your little brother. You can shoot me all you like, it won't make an iota of difference except to just piss me off even more." Sanguini told him, stepping forward and shutting the door behind him.
Asmodeus' ears were still flat against his head but his tail was swishing agitatedly behind him as he fidgeted in his seat. He glanced at Sam, who was nibbling on his lower lip in nerves and was glancing quickly between Dean and Sanguini.
"What are you?" Dean asked, gun never leaving Sanguini.
"What business is it of yours? Just accept that I am on your side and put the damned gun away." Sanguini then moved further into the room and moved to stand in front of Asmodeus protectively. He bent slightly and picked up the flask, opened it and sniffed it before handing it to Asmodeus. "Take a sip, it is just holy water."
"Could be veritaserum." Asmodeus pointed out, but still took the flask and took a sip.
"Could have been, but they are muggles, how would they have gotten any?" Sanguini told him, taking the flask back and taking a sip himself before closing it and throwing it to Dean, who caught it awkwardly. "Happy that we aren't possessed? Good, now sit down and we can talk."
Dean nodded silently and put the gun down on the table before taking his seat next to Sam once again. Sanguini nodded before sitting down next to Asmodeus and looked at the two hunters.
"So what are we going to do now?" Sanguini drawled, sitting side ways and putting his long legs across Asmodeus' lap, much to the demons disgruntlement.
"I think we should stick together." Sam said finally, speaking for the first time in a while.
"What? Sammy! They're not human!"
"So? They can help us and we all have the same goal. Plus I trust Asmodeus with my life. More importantly I trust him with yours."
"But-"
"No buts Dean. I think they should come with us, that is that. Enough said." Sam stated firmly, leaving no room for argument from Dean.
"I agree with Sam. It would make things easier on me to keep an eye on him that way and keep him safe." Asmodeus said softly, playing with the ends of Sanguini's trousers.
"If that is what you want Kitten, then I will follow you. So that just leaves us to decide where to head next? What exactly do you two do?"
"We hunt. We search for murders that quite possibly are supernatural in origin and then hunt the perpetrator and kill them." Sam told them, making Sanguini grimace at something no one knew.
"Where do you stay?"
"Motels."
"Oh that will not do. I will not stay in a motel. We will stay in hotels. Or a house if we have one there." Sanguini stated with a nod, getting shocked looks from the Winchesters and a resigned one from Asmodeus.
"Where will you get the money for this?" Dean asked suspiciously.
"Well for one, we are Lords, which would suggest that we have money and second, unlike you two, we get paid for what we do." Asmodeus explained to them patiently.
"What?" Dean exclaimed.
"We get paid."
"Who pays you? That is so unfair."
"How else do you think our families got by if our job was to destroy demons? And we don't know who pays us. They just do everytime we destroy a demon. The higher up the demon, the bigger the pay."
"Unfair."
"Which would be why, we will be sharing with you if you stay with us and help us. It would only be fair."
"Really?" Sam asked, shocked.
"Yes of course." Sanguini drawled, rolling his eyes. "So now that we have discussed pay. Shall we decide on where to head to next?"
"Er... sure." A shocked Dean agreed, whilst Sam grinned and Asmodeus smiled and shifted in his seat.
A/N - So another chapter, which admittedly was shorter than the last, but well there is a lot of information here and not much going on, so it is more of a filler chapter I suppose. It just tells you more about Asmodeus' past and of course, you find out what Asmodeus is! Yay! Only one reviewer actually guessed, so well done them! As for Sam and Dean finding out what Sanguini is, to be honest I'm not sure if they will. They may not take to Sanguini being a demon quite as well as they did to Asmodeus' revelation. Of course, I may decide otherwise. Who knows? I don't! Lol!
So I hope you enjoyed and are not too disappointed about what Asmodeus is! The idea just came to me and I have never read anything like it before, so I wrote it! Lol! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanking you!