AN: Warning, this chapter has a sad scene in it - tragedy.
Chapter 10:
It had been a couple of days since we discovered the verse Isabel left behind for us.
The symbol that seemed to keep reappearing was harder to figure out as to the who and what and why.
I offered to descend to Hell again to see if I could find something out, but Brittany suggested that now that we were on the path, it'd be harder for me to just waltz through.
I sighed in agreement.
Rachel had been living with Sam, Brittany and I; I figured it'd be safer.
You may wonder why I don't worry about Santana being on her own, that's because she lives in the Church, the area is considered Hallow Grounds and anything that is Fallen, Damned or has Ill intent cannot enter the place, so she's perfectly safe there.
But she does visit, she's been scouring the Church's library with Brittany as Sam and I were working on figuring out what the translation of the text meant. Sure, the Bible is written in Latin, and the church decided to write it in Latin, but what many people seem to forget and not realise was that the original Bible was written in old Hebrew and or Aramaic for most of the Old Testament and Torah, whereas the New Testament and Gospels were written in Greek.
What makes it harder is that the translations can vary from writer to writer of each Gospel or each "Book" of the Bible, so researching the true meaning is hard.
Rachel did figure out however, that they wanted her sister, they needed a powerful psychic, and Isabel was one. Now I just had to clarify correctly as to why they needed her.
Today, Rachel got an urgent call that she had to be at the station, I didn't like the sound of this, it didn't sound right, so I tagged along with her, Santana said she wanted to come for the ride.
Sam and Brittany decided to keep researching for us so they stayed home.
As we entered the precinct, I smelt it, sulphur, something wasn't supposed to be here.
"Shit Q, you smell it?" Santana said as she pressed her priest scarf to her nose.
"Yeah, something's not supposed to be here," I said to her as we carefully walked in.
All of a sudden screaming could be heard from upstairs as the three of us ran.
And that's when I saw them, soldier demons and scavenger demons (that are a smaller but slightly faster version than soldier demons), a lot of them, I took out my Witch Hunter pistols that had blessed bullets in them, (I knew I brought them along for a reason), and began shooting them.
Santana also had a blessed pistol.
Rachel too began shooting, the other day Santana had blessed some bullets and they were now in all of our chambers. And they did the trick, we were deporting quite a few of them back to their hell-hole.
"I have to get upstairs," Rachel said.
"Okay, try not to get separated from us," I said to her as she nodded her head.
We ran through the stairwell as we decided that the lifts were probably a very bad idea.
Those things were almost everywhere.
"How the hell are they getting through S?" I wondered out loud.
"I don't' know Q, this isnt' right, it's like they're disobeying the rules because they feel they can," she said back to me.
"I don't like this,"
"Neither do I,"
As we fought our way through, Santana suddenly looked at me, "I can hear them, in the ether, something's going down,"
"S, can you bless water?" I asked all of a sudden.
"Yes, why?"
"Find the main water system and bless the water, you have anything to make it holy?"
"Yeah, always,"
"Do it, we'll burn them all, including the half-breeds who work here,"
Santana nodded hear head.
"The passage way is back down through the stairwell," Rachel told her, "Be careful Santana, you have to go down a hallway in the basement, take a right after about a hundred meters,"
"Thanks Berry, and stay safe, both of you," she said to us as she disappeared.
Eventually we managed to keep most of the demons at bay as Rachel found her team.
As Rachel was getting a debrief, I scoped out the floor and heard footsteps running towards me as I walked down one of the hallways.
"Q, c'mon, let's go, they're coming," Santana yelled as she ran towards me, "Water's blessed by the way,"
"S? What?" I said before my face turned to horror as an Impaler was seen chasing her.
Impaler's are larger than soldier demons, they had no head and they run on two legs as opposed to on all fours. They pick their target and start running at full speed to ram into you. Their skin is hard rock armour, you get hit by one of them, you damn well better have armour on yourself or you're at worse dead, or not too bad, gravely injured.
Santana was running towards me before the Impaler managed to catch up to her, smashing into her and sending her flying into the wall with a loud crash.
"NO!" I could hear myself scream as I watched my best friend's body slide down in time for the Impaler to hit her again before standing on her head, crushing it.
"BASTARD DEMONSPAWN," I screamed as I started to shoot at it with my Witch Hunter, which did almost nothing.
I tried to remember what Brittany always told me and realised that there was a weak spot on their back that usually glowed green.
The Impaler started to ran towards me, I dodged out of the way and shot again, but missed.
The Impaler let out a sound as it turned towards me waving its' bladed arms and ran at me again, this time I managed to slide across the ground and out of the way and aimed at the glowing green spot on its' back and pulled the trigger, the demon screamed in pain as it disappeared into dust.
I got up and ran towards Santana, cradling her in my arms.
"S, you're going to be okay, I'll, I'll take you to the Doctor," I said to her as tears ran down my face.
Santana coughed blood up as she gurgled a bit before saying to me, "It's too late for me Q, you know that,"
"No,"
"Take my necklace, it's in the drawer of my room, I should've worn it, Q, take, take it, it'll keep whoever wears it safe, tell Brittany that I love her, and I,"
"S, you're going to be fine,"
"Not this time, Q, not this time, tell B for me, okay, tell her, I love her, and, I wish I could have grown old with her,"
"I'll tell her, I promise,"
"See you on the other side, Q,"
"You're going to Heaven, S, you know I'm not going there,"
"You never, you, nev, never, know,"
And with that, I watched as my best friend died in my arms.
Anger course through my veins as I felt my bottom lip tremble with pain and anger, those bastards, I was going to deport them straight to Hell.
I closed Santana's eyes before I got up, lit my lighter and put it towards the sprinkler. The water started to rain down on them all, burning quite a few of them before I started shooting all of them.
I just fought, killing them all, one after another, and when my bullets ran out, I took out my blessed blade and stabbed them all.
"By the blood of Christ will you all be destroyed," I screamed as I hit as many of them as I could.
I heard shouting coming from the other end and realised it was Rachel who was also shooting her way through to me.
When I finally got to the last one, I found that it was a half-breed, all the other demons were gone, they were either painfully deported by me, or realised they had to get out of this plane or they'd be screwed.
He hissed at me, "You human filth will all die,"
"Go to Hell," I said back as I threw my blade at his head and watched him turn to dust.
"That the last of them?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah, for now,"
"Good, where's Santana?"
And then it all came back, I couldn't breath as I ran back to where her body lay.
I cried as I collapsed next to her and held her in my arms. Santana was gone. One of the Unholy Trinity was gone. My best friend was gone and all I felt was numb.
Rachel had placed a hand on mine as she gripped me tight.
I didn't realise tears had fully fallen from my face until she put a hand on my face and wiped them away with her thumb.
"I still have to tell B," I whispered to her.
"You know I could if you wanted me to," she offered to me.
"No, I have to,"
"If you're sure,"
I nodded my head as I looked at my best friend, "I'm so sorry I couldn't keep you safe Santana,"
We drove back in silence. First stop was the Church so that they could take care of her body for us. I had to prepare her funeral for her. The local priest was saddened.
"She was like the daughter I never had," he said sadly as he spoke the Last Rites over her.
I cried as I got back into the car and Rachel drove me home. One hand holding mine.
I slowly opened the door as Rachel just nodded as she followed me to see Brittany.
"Hey guys," Brittany said with a smile on her face, but that fell when she saw my face, "What's wrong Q?"
"B, some Full Blooded Demon's broke through the veil, I sent most back, but," I started.
"Q?"
"An Impaler, it killed, it, it killed Santana, I'm so sorry, B,"
"No,"
"I'm so sorry,"
"That can't be, you're lying,"
"I'm not B, Santana's gone, they killed her,"
"They shouldn't, they can't, how? Sanny?"
"I was too slow,"
Brittany didn't say anything as she collapsed onto the ground and began to shake, her hands trembled as they covered her mouth, her tears falling like they would never stop again before she let out an anguished cry.
Rachel was down next to her first as she tried to comfort her.
Sam ran into the room to find out what had happened, and when he did, he slid down against the wall, his head in his hands.
A few days later we buried Santana at the churches cemetery.
The funeral was short and simple, we said what we had to. Her family had been notified and were there too.
I told them that Santana had made a difference, that they would have been proud of her.
Interestingly enough her Abuela was there too, I don't know if it was because she finally realised too late what Santana meant to her, or if it was for appearance, but she was there.
After it all, Brittany stood at the grave as she placed a flower on top of the headstone.
I held out Santana's necklace to her.
"No, this necklace was meant for someone else to wear, I can feel it," Brittany said to me.
"But, it'll keep you safe," I tried to argue, "And it's something from her,"
"I already have something from her," she said as she showed me her ring.
"I'm really sorry B," I said again.
"No Quinn, don't, this is not your fault, it's theirs and we have to keep looking for why," Brittany said to me.
"Of course,"
Brittany just looked back at Santana's final resting place before looking up at the sky and blowing a kiss that way, like she was kissing Santana goodbye.
Rachel just looked at me as she held my hand as we waited for Brittany to be ready to go.