Demons can really ruin your day. The door slammed open, revealing a black eyed man. I hate demons! They don't give mercy or let people rest. If they had given me a month before showing up, sure have at it. But the day after I learn about this crap? Not gonna fly. It didn't help that Brice was standing there, seemingly frozen in time. I tugged on her arm, trying to get her to snap out of it.
"Brice! Come on you have to move!" I yelled.
She seemed to shake herself out of it, thank god. I was just about to threaten her life. Brice, realizing the demons, used her powers to close and lock the door. I don't think demons care about that though. I think they would bust down the door if they had to. Dad and Sam were pulling out there guns. You can kill demons with guns? Well, at least it would slow them down a bit. I hope.
"You need to get yourselves out of here." Dean said, making it sound like an order. Like that's going to do crap.
"No really?" I remarked.
"Just get yourselves out of here" Sam repeated the command.
"How? The only exit is blocked by those babbling fools!" I yelled. Did I just say that?
Then Brice popped in, "You're the one with the teleporting powers" she commented.
"It's not easy. I mean, I don't know how t-" Brice cut me off.
"Just do it!" she yelled.
I started panicking. Trying to concentrate on moving four people, yes four. I'm not going to leave behind my dad and uncle. It's not easy. Now the dor was beginning to crack and break open. Not a lot of time left.
"Emily!' everyone yelled.
And in like all great action movies, at the last moment I had moved us all. In moments, we were falling through the air. Hadnt exactly perfected this power yet.
"Emily? Where did you send us?" Brice saked, raising her voice over the winds that were rushing past us.
"The first place that popped into my mind!' I yelled back. It's not exactly a good place. But what can you do?
"Where is that exactly?"
She is not going to like this at all. "Above my house!"
I heard a mumbled "Oh god". Ain't that the truth. I don't think anything else could sum up our situation so perfectly.
All of a sudden, Brice flung her arms out, trying to save us from a not so happy ending. But moving three people isn't easy I can imagine. But she did slow us down a little.
"Brice? Can you-?" I asked, tapering off at the end because I knew that she understood.
"I'm trying!" she yelled. Whoops. Really don't want to break her concentration right now.
"Try harder!" Dad and Sam yelled, making their presence known for the first time.
Brice twisted herself so she was facing us. She held out her hands, pushing us farther form her. I finally realized what this could mean.
"Stop yourself too!" I yelled. She can't be doing this. This is some stupid stunt that I would pull. Playing hero, knowing that you won't live to hear the glory.
"I can't. I if I do, you guys die!"
This reminded me of something. It was toward the beginning of the school year. There were several school shootings around our county. My mom said if it ever happened, I shouldn't play hero, save myelf. When I told Brice about this, I told her, "If I know that I can save five, maybe ten lives, my one life is completely worth it"
Brice was having that moment. When her one life wouldn't be as bad as our three. I started yelling at her, but we were too far apart. So I popped into her head. Don't do this. Stop yourself too! You will kill yourself.' But I don't think she heard.
Again, Castiel's voice popped into my head. 'think Emily think! You can stop this. Angels can go back in time. And you have the powers of one'. So that's what this is? Angel powers? Then what does Brice have. Wait, time travel? He has got to be kidding. But this isn't the time to ponder this. I could see Brice free falling, she must have been knocked out using os much of her powers. I imagined that we were back at the motel, just when the demon had slammed the door open.
I have to give Cas a hug next time I see him. All of a sudden, we were there. And I seemed to be the only one who noticed that. Brice was frozen, Sam and dad were reaching of guns and there I was, just standing. Holy crap. Well, holy angels. The demon was standing in the doorway, smiling a very creepy smile.
"Hey there princess! Sorry about mommy. Wait, no I'm not! I'm the one that killed 'em! Now you're next" he threatened.
"One, I swear if you call me princess again, I might kill you. Oh wait, no I won't!" I said, mocking the demon, "I will kill you! And two, there is no way you are gonna touch me"
Dad backed up that statement by walking up so he was right in front of me. He pulled out an older gun and pointed it at the demon.
"Ooh! The colt! Gonna kill me Winchester? Gonna show your daughter that you're a murderer?" the demon taunted. I gave Dad a look 'Don't kill him' it said. I wanted information form this idiot.
Brice had just shaken herself form her stupor, very confused. She realized what was going on and slammed the demon into the wall. I smiled at Brice, giving her thumbs up.
"You must be little Brice. Yes, the second child with the demon powers. We're two regular peas in a pod!" this dude is really getting on my nerves.
Brice stood in shock at his words. After me slipping into her mind, there was one soul owrd running around in there. Demon. Since Brice wasn't concentrating, the demon fell back to the ground. With an evil smile, he opened up his mouth, and black smoke poured out, going through the open door.
"Wasn't that fun?" I asked.
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