Chapter IX

It was about 1815 before I heard the first indication that the demon was coming. I opened my eyes to find a moon lit world in front of me. My heart jumped up a notch in its beating. I fought to control my heart rate, bringing it back down to resting. I could feel the evil approaching, it was like an icy mist flowing toward me. I hoped that Sam and Dean were some where safe. Then I heard their footsteps approaching. Damn. They had just kneeled down beside me when we heard the roar of an angry beast.

"You wanted us to be the only ones left." Dean whispered hurshly. He pulled out one of his guns and thumbed back the hammer. Sam did the same thing.

"That won't be of any use." I stated grabbing the handle of the sword. I could feel the cold metal warming. I watched with curiosity as the heat formed a dull white glow around my hand and the sword. Dean and Sam noticed the glow and both looked wide eyed as it began to pulse with my heartbeat. I heard a crashing that was heading our way. I was no calmer than I had been before. I just knew what I had to do and I was more reluctant than Sam or Dean could comprehend. Using magick took me to a dark place, or it could, a place that John had dragged me out of. A place I sworn I would never go again. But Sam and Dean swear up and down that there is no other way. I took a deep breath and apparently forgot to let it out. Sam put his hand on my knee, causing me to jump, letting out a small yelp. Dean just shook his head. I sighed and forced myself to calm down and ignore the warmth of Sam's hand on my knee. The crashing was getting closer and I felt an icy cold finger run up my spine. We were facing the wrong way. I stood up quickly, spinning in a slow circle, sword still hidden in the grass, though the glow was getting brighter. I kept turning until one of the shadows caught my attention.

"I thought I had gotten rid of you." The demon took on the more human form as it stepped from the shadows. Its voice rough, deep.

"You almost did." I said, moving towards it. I prayed that Sam and Dean would stay low and not attract the demon's attention. So far, so good.

"But, strong as I am, I am not impervious to harm. Your heart bursting into flames into my hand would have burned me." I showed it my hand. It regarded me with slight adoration

"So I did my research, and found out what you are." I paused as the demon cocked its head to the side.

"Omni Demon." A sly smile spread across its lips, revealing shark like teeth. I kept my poker face blank. Though inside every fiber of sense I had was screaming at me to run the other way. Shark teeth? Yesh!

"See, your kind can shift into any form they wish. That was when it hit me. Fire demons can self-combust, giving their attacker the thought of a death. But the Fire demon can reform and carry on." I said.

"You stepped into my land. And I will not allow you to carry on." The demon and I were nearly face to face now. Its presence was cold and challenging.

"I under estimated your abilities." It cocked its head to the side, smile widening. "Though you don't even know your own potential." I felt the anger being to rise from the pit of my stomach.

"Feels good, doesn't it." It said to me, hissing. It got even closer to me, our lips almost touching. The thought disgusted me, but I refused to back down.

"I know what you fear." It moved from one side of my neck to the other side, sniffing me. I fought down a shiver of disgust.

"That dark place that lays deep inside you. The darkness that you suppressed. You fear that it will consume you if you use your abilities." The demon brushed its cold cheek against mine.

"The fear that you will loose someone you care about again and not being able to recover." The demon suddenly through out its hand. Sam and Dean rose up out of the grass, suspended in the air, choking. I spun but the demon pulled me to its chest by my throat. It began to stroke me cheek with it first finger. A snake like tongue shot across my neck. I could see Dean and Sam struggling for air.

"No matter what you do. My kind will always win." Its tongue flicking across my neck a seconded time spurred me into action. In one swift movement I brought the sword up and pushed it with all my strength into the demon's chest. It released Sam and Dean, then tumbled to the ground. I spun around, hand still on the handle. I felt the anger taking over me. I put both hands on the handle, slamming the sword all the way to the hilt.

"Your kind will never win." I said, twisting the sword. "Not as long as I still breathe." It cried out in ear piercing agony.

"The spell, Jay!" I heard Sam's rough voice call to me, like a beacon through the darkness. I twisted the sword again, seeing the pain in the demon's face made me feel good, too good.

"I am light,
I am one too strong too fight,
Return to dark, where shadows dwell,
End this evil swell.

Go away, and leave my sight,
And take with you this endless night.
Beast of legend, myth, and more,
Give my worst the power to sore,
And kill this evil evermore."

I felt the heat start in my chest, slowly building, like a forest fire in its beginning stages. The heat became searing pain and I fell to my knees but could not release the sword. The demon on its knees in front of me. When I felt like I was going to keel over, the heat shot through my arms, into my hands, I heard sizzling as something burned itself into my left palm. Then the heat shot through the sword, into the demon in the form of burning white-gold flames. I heard the more sizzling as the metal became instantly white-hot. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, I bit so hard that a small line of blood trickled down my chin. The demon began to heat up, like it was boiling from the inside out. Suddenly a white flames burst out from where I had run it through, like the fire was trying to escape. With a sudden out cry, the demon through its arms out and exploded. Throwing me backward with such force I felt like my brain was going to explode. I felt an impact, heard my back crack and my world go black. The next thing I knew, I heard Sam's panicked voice and Dean yelling.

"Jay?" Sam called to me. All I saw was a small light, like a star in my dark world.

"JAY!?!?!?" I felt Sam's hands on my shoulders, on my neck pulse point. He was not shaking me, no … he was holding me in place. I forced myself to open my eyes. I opened my mouth to talk but all that escaped was a pained moan, followed by a painful cough and the taste of blood.

Fuck. That is not good. Sam's full attention was on me. I could see and feel the panic. Okay, Jay, you need to calm down and tell him everything will be fine. I told myself. Everything is going to be alright, right? I seriously began to doubt it when I became fully conscious of the pain that raged through my body. I felt like I had been hit by a meteor.

"Ohhhhh ….." I moaned, this time there was more blood. I could feel it bubbling in my mouth as it flowed out of the corner. I watched as Sam wiped away the blood that had dribbled out of the corner of my mouth.

"Dean, she's waking up!!" I heard Sam call to Dean. The sky looked different from down here. Calming, sparkly even. But there were flashing lights and lots more commotion once I was finally able to push past the pounding inside my own head. I even heard a chopper.

A chopper? What the f…? There was no way Sam and Dean had called to cops. No way. They would rather die than alert the authorities. I heard rushing footsteps and three people in Paramedic uniforms came rushing into my peripheral vision.

Fuck! They had called in the normal people. That could only mean one thing. I was really hurt. I could see tears glistening at the edges of Sam's eyes. I reached up and touched the side of his face. Leaving a smudge of blood on his cheek. I felt the C-spin go around my neck, the cold backboard under my body. My body was starting to feel numb, kind of tingly. I watched Sam as they strapped me in and took me out of his arms. All of my heat was suddenly stolen from me when I left his arms. I began to shiver furiously.

"She is going into shock!!" I heard one of the EMT's shout. The pain came back to me in a sudden rush as I was lifted in to the helicopter.

I must have broken something. I thought as I made note of how pretty the flight for life colours really were. Then I remembered hearing my back crack.

Oh Crap. Was the only thing I could think at that moment. They loaded me into the chopper and the chopper took off towards St. Helens, at least that was an educated guess. I felt a pinch and then liquid fire invaded my veins. I started to panic, it hurt, it hurt more than mere words can describe. I fought against it, but in my weakened state I was easily subdued by the very large looking man who was tending to me.

"Hung on, ma'am. We are almost there. We are doing the best we can." His voice was rough and reminded me of John.

Wait… Doing the best we can? Oh, this can not be good. Was the last thought to go through my mind before the darkness that had been creeping around the edges of my consciousness finally took over.