Never Believe Anything You See On TV
A/N: If you've seen my updates on Twitter, you know why this is late. On and off plans... Add to the fact that I had to listen to a guy talk about water filters and try to pitch to my mom. And for some reason I had to be there... anyways, I'm going to stop myself before I get into a rant. I left on a sour note. And I AM NOT SORRRRRY. I love causing pain. Literary Pain. It amuses me. This is a transistion/filler chapter (ish?), but it ends well (: The next arc I'm excited for, because it's fan-fucking-tastic. But not as fan-fucking-tastic as the
QUOTE OF THE DAAAAYYY!!!
Interviewer: What's your favourate kind of cake?
Jensen Ackles: Chocolate on chocolate. With chocolate in it, and then chocolate sprinkles on top. With a big dish of chocolate on the side.
Sigh... Man after my own heart.
Uhh, Wut?
The last thing he remembered seeing before being pulled from darkness was the brightest light he could have imagined. It damn near blinded him. Suddenly, his eyes opened and the first thing he saw was the concerned face of Will. James blinked rapidly, looking around. He wasn't back home. Katherine said that if he died, he would go home and wouldn't remember a thing. But as he laid there, it was evident that he was not home, and he remembered it all. But he wasn't mistaken, Lucifer raised his hand and literally squeezed the life out of him. Yet here James was, breathing perfectly fine-- if not a bit shaky and fast -- and he was able to move his joints without so much as a wince.
Will helped him on his feet, and let him lean against him. He didn't even acknowledge the fact that the teenager was perfectly fine, even if he had a face off with Hades' guard dogs. "What....What happened?" James asked, pressing his hand to his sweaty forehead.
"I found you on the floor, like everyone else," Will explained. Right now, James was looking around, noticing the difference. Wasn't this place a complete mess? Now the vines were to a minimum. People, the civilians, were all laying on the floor either passed out or coming too. All of them were wondering what the hell happened. Which was a good question. How is he alive?
"Lucifer...He killed me," James mumbled, but Will must haven't heard, because he didn't make a comment to that.
"Camaro said that the path out of the town is back. Everything's back to normal. For the most part it seems," William let James stand by his own, and check the area with the number one question on his mind. He couldn't understand how he was alive right now. Alive in this realm anyway.
"How...what, what about Spencer? He was one of them...And his arm," James looked around trying to see if he could spot him.
"Camaro has him inside, trying to sew up his arm, or at least put it in a tourniquet. It's pretty bad," William made a face to add to the severity.
James' eyes landed on Justin, the fifteen year old sitting on a chair. He walked over to him and squatted down on his hunches, "Kid?" He heard him crying softly.
"My parents are dead," He practically shouted and then inhaled sharply. His breaths became more hoarse that he started to hiccup. "I could have stopped it...all of it. But I didn't!"
"Justin, this isn't your fault..." James put a firm hand on his shoulder.
"It is... It is... I-I knew this was g-going to happen! I dreamt it...I dreamt it. All of it. I-I s-s-ssaw her in my dre~amms," He hiccuped and inhaled sharply. His hands fell from his eyes so he looked up at James in all seriousness, "I saw you, too. I saw a man....He was supposed to kill you. But you're alive..."
James looked at him in the eyes that were distorted slightly due to the streams coming from his eyes, "Do you know how I'm alive?"
He sniffled and shook his head, "All I saw was white light. That's all."
* * *
The entire day was spent with patching up and cleaning up the majority of the town. No one remembered exactly what happened, only vague clips of what they did and why. The entire time James was wondering how he was alive, and how Justin had visions of them and the entire thing. He was busy putting an end to the fire in the pool as these thoughts were evading his mind. Was Justin a left over psychic kid like Sam? He seemed way too young to be one. The only thing he could think of was that since he was the vessel of Dionysus, he had some psychic connection with the event. But in that case, shouldn't Dionysus have taken his vessel? James paused. What if he did take the vessel? Maybe that's why James was still alive... The thought was ludicrous. Could a Greek god really be that powerful to bring back someone The Devil intended to destroy? And why for that matter? If his history class was right, Dionysus was just a wine and recreational god.
Earlier that day he had spoken to Robert, who said that the entire town was knocked out, and he couldn't remember what caused it. It wasn't just the enchanted civilians that were knocked out either, it was him and William, and even the dogs in the town. When he woke up, he was facing the road out of the town and not a hole in the earth that was shielded out with roots and thorn bushes. Like James, Camaro was woken up by William shaking his shoulders.
This hunt got more confusing by the word. Hekate was no where to be seen, neither was her snake -- Camaro pointed out. The town was still a mess, but it didn't look like a lost city as it was before. It didn't have ivy vines climbing on the walls and streets anymore, but it still had carcasses of animals, waste, and blood everywhere.
The sun began to set to end the day, everyone was in the mansion, either sleeping, healing, praying, or eating. It was now the town's local make-shift hospital. A handful of able-bodied people were helping with the injured, but the hunters knew they couldn't stay here any longer. They had a world to save, one omen at a time, and after-all there wasn't a lot of them.
Along with his Transam was Spencer and Camaro's pick up truck and William's Ducati. Some people were there at the exit to bid us farewell and thanking them for the help. When they left, the four hunters turned to each other. Spencer was beat up the most, his arm now gone, all was left was a bloody stump wrapped in gauze. Camaro looked bruised up and had scattered scratches, but looked fine. William, well he seemed like he was touched by a goddamn angel, with nothing wrong about him other than some messy hair and dirt on his cheek. James was sporting some battle scars himself: a black eye, and a developing bruise on his chest. Not to mention his ribs still hurt from when Lucifer was killing him, and his head killed from making sense of this mess.
"Since no one's saying it," Spencer started. "That was one fucking weird-ass hunt." Camaro rolled his eyes at his partner. "Back to your old self," he pointed out. He turned to the younger hunters, "You two gonna be alright?"
James nodded, but William looked back at the town. These people were going to have a hard time putting it back together, and he knew this. "Guys, I think I'm going to stay here...And help. They really need it."
No one argued or disagreed. William bid them a good bye before pulling his Ducati back to the city.
"Tough kid," Camaro stated, and started to pull the keys out of his pocket. He turned to James and then extended his hand and James took it, "It was good hunting with you, boy. Maybe we'll see you again." James agreed, and made to shake Spenny's hand also. Unfortunately for Spenny, he wasn't able to use the hand he needed to, "This is going to take a while to get used to."
They climbed into their separate cars and pulled into the exit. Once they got to a crossroad, they drove in separate directions.
After five minutes of driving, James looked over at his phone and picked it up. The entire time they were in that town, they had no reception. Expectedly, he had it back. When he turned on his phone, he had a inbox filled with txts from Katherine.
"Dean's mean in person :( I miss you!!!1"
"CASTIEL IS HILARIOUS! OMG, you shoulda seen him at the Police Station today."
"Grrr, I'm at a brothel. Dean wants to deflower Castiel! Lolz, that sounded naughty."
"Shh, I'm gonna cock block Dean, and give him his herpexia."
"DEAN TOLD CAS I LIKED HIM!!!! -RAAEEGGG-"
"I KISSED CASTIEL! ZOMG -'splodes-"
"We're sitting in a hospital room waiting for this arch angel to come. He's not here."
"Still waiting...."
"omg, I'm going to kill myself. The prick's still not here!!!!!11"
"James, when you're back, I gotta talk to you bout something important."
"Arrrgh, man. I feel like I'm going to die. We just had some baaaaad Chinese food."
"James... We're in Monroe, Michigan. Sunny Days Motel, room 56C. Get your ass up here."
James raised an eyebrow at this last message that he got, which seemed was only sent earlier that day. He quickly replied with one hand whilst still driving, "Kk, I'll be there tmw."
When he tossed his phone back into the passenger seat, something caught his eye in a very annoying way. His rearview mirror caught a bright blinding light behind him that shot up to the sky. When did a double take, it wasn't there anymore, but it was coming in the direction of the city Jester.
"What the hell was that?" He asked the air. He thought about turning back, but he was already too far off into the road. What ever it was, William was able to take care of it. Right?
* * *
Hekate was sitting on top of log in the middle of some anonymous field of trees. She was staring at a flimsy decaying piece of brownish parchment in her hands. There was cursive writing on the front of it where she was reading; the corners of the sheet were burnt or ripped, and at the bottom was Hekate's seal: an oak tree. Next to it should have held the signature of Katherine Mary Boone in her blood, and the archaic symbol of permanents over it. But it wasn't there. It was blank. The question was how? There was only one logical explanation, and that was James hadn't died. But that was impossible, because she saw with her own eyes Lucifer killing him, and his body dropped to the floor.
Lucifer turned to her after he had done it, noticing how wide-eyed she was when he went through with his plan. Hekate didn't know why, but she felt something pull in her chest... It was too human for her. She didn't understand it, nor did she want to or have it happen again.
"Now that's over with... Why don't you just wrap this up and come see me after, hm?" He gave a small smile of self-satisfaction, and within the second he was gone. Growling, Hekate had released the spell on the humans, and left. She didn't stay for the party afterwords, and therefore she did not know what happened to James, or the vessel. If she had, she would have known what happened... and then get killed in the process.
She didn't lift up her head when she felt Lucifer's grace in her presence, her eyes glued on the blank section of the contract to Katherine's soul.
"You always seem to pull me away at the worst of times. I was in the middle of the preparation of releasing Famine." Lucifer sighed. "What do you want?"
She didn't say anything, just lifted up the contract. Lucifer was behind her, so he walked foreword expecting to see a signature, but to his utter horror there was none.
"That's impossible..."
* * *
When James arrived at the Sunny Days Motel in Monroe, Michigan, and to the door where Dean and Katherine would be, he heard shouting behind it. He hesitated before knocking, trying to listen to what they were saying, but it was really hard. Because he could have sworn that while Katherine was shouting words, Dean was the one going "LA LA LA LA LA LA, CANT HEAR YOU, LA LA LA LA."
James knocked on the door hard and loud, hoping they could hear him. The voices and yelling died down slightly, and he heard footsteps run to the door, and rippws it open so fast that James wasn't ready for what Dean was wearing.
"JAMES!" Dean shouted, his face all smiles. "Yeah---" He was cut off when Dean grabbed him by the waist and took him in a rib-crushing hug, even lifting him up a bit. As if James wasn't freaked out more about the last few days, Dean's odd behaviour topped it all.
"Dude!" Came Kat's voice from behind him. Dean put James down and spun around in her direction. "Gay!"
"You shut up," Dean pointed a finger in her direction.
"YOU shut up!"
"No, yooouuu--" James cut Dean off by slamming the door and demanding to know what the hell was going on. The two turned to the blond and both pointed fingers at each other.
"It was his fault!" Dean shouted at the same time Kat shouted, "It was her fault!"
The blond hunter blinked, "Uhh, what?"
A/N: I know, it's short, but I didn't have enough time to write it, and I wanted to get it out tonight. Lol, but you guys got your wish. KATHERINE IS BAACCCKKKK. And so is JAMMMEESSS. Ahem, so again, if you know whats going on, PLEASE DONT SPOIL IT FOR PEOPLE IN REVIEWS. If they're like me, then they read the reviews before they read a story. So, I also got a itty bitty surprise for you guys. I'm planning to make a GAG REEL!!! Lol, of every episode and arc. It will be on another story link, and every chapter will take up a whole episode/arc, depending how long I decide to make it. It will be in script form, because it's easier, and better/quicker to visualize, I think. So, I hope you enjoyed the chapter for today. Annnddd just a note, I'm gonna start posting sneak peaks on my twitter, so those who are following me get their own nibble of the day's chapter that will be put up. Thanks for the reviews and the support, you guys! happy readings xoxoxox.