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"This is the Heaven's greatest weapon?" A voice echoed in the darkness.
Another voice spoke, "Quite pathetic. I sent her into the air once and a tree did the rest." A small familiar chuckle followed as Rylee began to see light in the darkness. As she opened her eyes slowly, it took time for her eyes to adjust to the light, but when they finally did, two figures stood in front of her. "Oh, look she's finally awake." The female voice continued.
A fierce pain stabbed at Rylee's shoulder as her senses started to come back to her. When she tried to move, she felt her wrists and ankles tied to the limbs of the chair, but she still tried to jerk out of them which caused the pain in her shoulder to ache worse. "You're not getting out of those ropes, Darling."
Rylee shot a glance up at the two figures above her to see the same female Demon that attacked her in the woods along with an unknown male Demon. Her stomach dropped, "Let me go." She ordered with venom in a natural defense.
The male Demon answered with a small laugh, "I don't think you're in the position to give commands."
"Who the hell are you?" She asked as she glanced around the room, only to find an old abandoned locker room with dust and grey inhabiting it. At this discovery there were good signs and bad signs. Good: Dean, Sam, or Castiel wasn't captured in the room with her. Bad: There was only a bunch of banged up lockers bolted to the walls in the room, leaving her with virtually nothing to move to help her escape.
Her attention returned back to the Demons. Both of their eyes flashed a deep black and then returned back to normal. "We're simply henchman." The male Demon stepped forward, "On strict orders to capture you."
Rylee wiggled her hands slightly for an escape of the restraints, but she only met a powerful pain hit her in the shoulder. She clenched her teeth together in pain. "Why not just kill me?" She questioned. She was, in definition, the most powerful Angel…or is meant to be.
"As much as we want to, we can't." The female Demon spoke as she walked around Rylee. "Our boss has orders to keep you alive in one piece" Her hand landed gently on Rylee's hurt shoulder and Rylee stiffened with a breath. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun…" Her hand pulled back and sent a strong punch to her shoulder Rylee heard a discomforting crunch. Rylee cried out in pain and pulled her head down to try to relieve the pain, but it failed. She concentrated on what the Demon responded with to distract herself from the pain. "Our boss has orders to keep you alive in one piece." The voice replayed in her mind. "So that means their boss is being commanded by someone else. How far up in the chain are these orders coming from?" She thought to herself in suspicion.
The pain returned when she felt the Demon's hand squeezing her injured shoulder. Rylee bit her lip in pain as she kept her mumbling under her breath. Memories echoed back to the night her mother was possessed by a Demon. Suddenly, a fist hit her face as her head recoiled to the side. Then, a second hit to the other side. Her mouth began to ooze with warm blood, but the memories were still strong in her head. Another hit and another. Her consciousness began to fade but a voice brought her back, "Pathetic."
Anger flared through her as she glanced up at the two Demons, who suddenly had surprise plastered on their face as she felt the restraints untie themselves and drop to the floor. "How the—" The male Demon questioned as he suddenly was tossed against the lockers when Rylee rose her hand in the air. Rylee shot a look toward the female with panic shown on her face as she raised her hand toward the Demon. Suddenly, the Demon began to spasm and scream in pain as she dropped to the floor. As Rylee clenched her fist, black smoke penetrated through the body and dispersed down through the ground in flames.
"Pathetic…" Rylee mumbled staring down at the defeated Demon.
"Well, where is she?" Dean asked with impatience. He replayed the memory of Rylee being taken away by the Demons that ambushed them in the woods after she fell from hitting the tree. A part of him ached as he put the blame on himself. The bitch Demon had a hold of him and Sam and they couldn't do anything but watch. Cas fought with the Demon that grabbed him from behind, but he couldn't get to Rylee in time. Just as fast as they all arrived, they all disappeared, and Sam and Dean dropped from the force holding them against the Impala. They searched around everywhere they could for Rylee and the Demons, but it was useless.
"I don't know, Dean." Castiel responded with defeat. A part of Cas melted inside him. He was never a good guardian toward Rylee. God put him in charge to take care of her, but he failed that when he let his guard down one night…the night Rylee's mother was possessed. After that, Castiel felt enough guilt to get away for a short time. But only when he returned, Rylee escaped town, and he lost her. Her powers made it impossible for him to find her and he spent the next decade searching for her. Then, as Dean and Sam reported trying to find a female blue-eyed hunter related to one of their mediocre cases, Castiel knew it was her.
Sam let out a sigh, "We need to find her soon." He remarked as he glanced at Cas. "Didn't you say that the Demons were trying to kill her?"
Cas delayed, "Yes, but if they wanted to, they would have done it in the woods." He stared at the ground in thought and shook his head slightly, "They are plotting something else…"
Suddenly, an unexpected knock echoed on the motel door. All three froze as they glanced at each other with questioning looks.
Dean rose from his chair as he made his way to the door, "Sam, pizza?" He asked behind his shoulder.
"No."
As Dean opened the door, he was in shock. "Rylee…?"
Rylee stood before him, resting her left shoulder against the frame of the door as she was breathing heavy. Her lip and nose bloodied and she held her right injured shoulder with her left hand. She glanced up to see Sam and Castiel's surprised faces behind Dean's, but it all disappeared when darkness started to engulf her vision.
Dean hurriedly caught Rylee as she collapsed forward and picked her up bridal style. As he carried her to the bed, her eyes fluttered open as she groaned in pain. "It's okay, I got you." Dean reassured as he slowly lowered her to the bed and gently put her down.
She let out another groan, "My shoulder…" She mumbled as she felt her consciousness slipping in and out.
"Rylee, how did you escape?" Castiel asked he approached the bed. Sam immediately got up to retrieve water for her.
She let Dean examine her shoulder and she let out a sharp gasp when he barely lifted it. "It's dislocated." He reported as he watched Rylee close her eyes to the pain. Anger started to flow in him. "Stupid ass Demons…" He clenched his teeth with thought.
Rylee opened her eyes slowly, "I, I used my powers." She took a slow breath in, "Killed one…"
Castiel was surprised. "How?"
"I don't know…" She mumbled as she closed her eyes again. Her body jerked in response when Dean pressed against her ribs.
Dean tightened his jaw, "She might have a broken rib."
Sam returned with water and fed it slowly into her mouth.
After she finished drinking, Castiel placed two fingers on her forehead as he focused his energy to see her memory. She let in sharp breath as Cas suddenly seen the whole scene in his head. When it finished, he watched Rylee finally succumb to unconsciousness.
Castiel glanced at the brothers, "Her powers are powerful." He commented as he reflected back to her memory. A little grief fell over him as he seen how she was hurt and the thoughts that were going through her head. He let out a sigh, "But those Demons were merely henchmen for another Demon and even they are being ordered by another."
"Then what's their plan?" Sam questioned as he helped his brother clean the blood off Rylee's face.
"Capture her." Cas responded in thought.
Dean flinched when he heard a large pop as Sam popped Rylee's shoulder back in. "Good thing you're not awake, Sweetheart." He thought as he remembered back to the times he had to have his shoulder popped back in. He slowly lifted her shirt up as he examined her ribs with purple bruising spread throughout.
"Whoa, Dean." Sam spoke as he pointed to the other side of her body.
Dean got up and looked over to find an old, long thick scar crawling down the side of her ribs. It ran along to the top of her ribs all the way down to her waist. "Damn…" He muttered at the gruesome scarring and he wondered the story that belonged to it.
"That is not of import." Castiel remarked. "Something very strong and powerful has plans for Rylee. We need to figure out what the plan is, and most importantly, who and what it is…"
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