In the past 6 hours religious leaders from all over the world have descended on Vatican City at the request of the Pope. The gathering is unprecedented in human history with representatives of Judaism, Islam and Eastern religions all gathering here alongside Christian leaders.
We have no idea what is being discussed but with the rash of What is being called religious phenomena occurring around the world we can only assume that this meeting is in response to the so called miracle of the weeping angels.
We will remain on scene and report further developments as they occur.
"What a showoff." Balthazargroaned as the group watched CNN. "He couldn't just give the message?"
In related news, news agencies around the world all received a video that also seems to tie in with the recent occurrences. Some viewers may find the following footage disturbing. The anonymous part that leaked the video claims that the images you are about to witness are those of an angel.
Everyone recognized the location as the Roadhouse. On the Screen Seraphiel 'revealed' herself.
"This is as close as I can come to showing you my true form. To look upon me as I truly am would burn your eyes from their sockets, to hear a whisper that fell from my lips in my true voice would strike you deaf. To fully release my grace would level this area for dozens of miles in every direction." Seraphiel shifted back into her vessel's form. "This beautiful world that my father crafted is at risk. We will not allow it to be destroyed by demons, but the children of Eve are your job."
We are being told that The Pope is heading to the Balcony to address the crowd gathered here in front of the Basilica in St Peter's Square.
"Lucifer." The demons all hovered some distance away from the group. The presence of angels unnerved them but Lucifer was once their master after all. And their self proclaimed king Crowley had deserted them.
Cherubiel and Ophaniel weren't helping with their belligerent stances. Seraphiel had contained her power in order to lessen the demons terror.
A black eyed demon crept forward careful to stay low to the ground in a display of complete submission. "Master have you come back to us? Have you come to save us?"
Lucifer looked at Seraphiel who nodded to him. "I have returned to you. Why do you have need of saving?" Lucifer asked.
"It has killed many, Master. No one knows what it is only those it has consumed." The demon said. "It takes us in the darkness. Crowley abandoned us and we hid ourselves but still many were consumed."
"What do you mean consumed?" Lucifer asked.
"Come we will show you." the Demon said leading the way to the rack where Meg's vessel still hung in it's bonds.
The angels all looked at the mutilated vessel. None of them could think of anything in all the worlds that they knew of that could or would attack and kill a demon in such a manner. Seraphiel stepped forward and placed a hand on Meg's forehead.
"She is empty. The vessel's soul is gone as is the demon." Seraphiel noted.
Lucifer stepped up and began removing the bonds holding the body. "Meg, she was Azazel's daughter. I suppose you could say she was my niece since Azazel fell with me."
"Master, it also attacked you beloved hellhounds. Many are dead and the rest are missing." The demon said warily.
"Those that survived are with me. I want to know what it is that roams my kingdom killing my children and my pets." Lucifer demanded.
`The demons simply cowered in fear.
It had taken some time but the blue eyed demon had finally found a way out of the dark pit. He was in a dark and dank place under the city above him. He settled himself in the darkness and reached out to find a host worthy of him. It did not take long.
Them man was dressed in what many would call a flamboyant manner. Above him the man was striking a woman. The woman was supposed to bring currency to the man but failed to do so. The demon slipped int the man's mind.
Pimp, Whore, money, drugs all of these words manifested in the demon's mind. Yes this man was a proper start. The demon nudged the man's anger into rage.
"Bitch! I told you that I wasn't going to take you shortchanging me. You're short again." Sweet D a two bit Vegas pimp with serious delusions of his importance yelled at the whore while he squeezed his fingers tighter around her throat. "You been out her all night and that's all you have? You're lying. Either you ain't been out here or you're holding out on me. You should know better."
Sweet D used the grip on the whore's neck to pull her forward and then slam her head into the brick wall behind him. It made a satisfying thunk. Sweet D did it again and again until he realized the whore was no longer struggling. A mess of blood, bone, hair and brain matter was smeared on the wall.
The demon let the dead whore collapse to the ground. He turned and walked out of the alley quickly locating the pimp's vehicle. He slid behind the wheel of the Lexus and smiled.
Las Vegas, Sin City; A good place to feed and recruit. He had his first meat puppet. Sifting through the pimp's mind he settled on a trip to the Vegas Strip.
The demon stopped at the first Resort he saw. Pulling up to the door, he was surprised when a young man came forward to open his door. It took him a second to find the word 'valet'. The demon smiled at the man and handed over the keys to the vehicle. The demon was disappointed that the young man had no obvious temptations close to the surface that he could exploit, but the meat puppet's mind had clearly designated this as a fertile hunting ground.
The demon smiled in delight when he entered the casino. This was a fertile hunting ground! The lights and noise covered so many avenues of entry into these pathetic creatures!
Walking over to a bank of slot machines he found a little old woman pumping quarters into the machine. She was here with her husband on vacation. They would be leaving to return home in the morning and she desperately wanted to win the jackpot before she left. That would give her something to lord over her neighbors back home.
The demon brushed by her accidentally bumping into her as she pushed the button to spin the reels. She was about to give him a piece of her mind when the machine in front of her went crazy. She had won the jackpot and the demon used her vanity to enter her. In the morning she would return to Alabama carrying his influence home with her.
Yes this was a perfect hunting ground.
Gabriel was sitting at the table with Sam and Michael (Who was still occupying a disgruntled Dean) when Bobby came over an took a seat.
"Those feathered idjits ain't back yet?" Bobby asked.
"Well they were going to hell Singer," Gabriel noted. "It's not like they ran down to the corner 7-11 to pick up a six-pack."
"I know that." The hunter snapped. "I know something slaughtered a bunch of those hellhounds and them idjits went down there. I'd think that should be worth a little worry."
"Well who are you worried about old man?" Michael asked "I doubt any thing in hell can harm Cherubiel or Ophaniel they're Cherubim and Seraphiel is a Seraphim. That only leaves Luce."
"I'm worried about all of em, but in the grand scheme of things your brother ain't so bad. I mean he released Sam so Sam wouldn't have to go to hell." Bobby explained.
"I think Sam realizes that being released is only temporary. He is Lucifer's vessel and they are bonded." Michael said.
"Bonded? What the hell does that mean?" Bobby demanded.
"It means that they are connected now, permanently." Gabriel said. "Grace to soul, Sammy here is now the King of Hell, whether he likes it or not."
"Crowley is the king of Hell." Sam protested.
"Actually he's not kiddo. As soon as the putz ran, he gave up his claim and Lucifer is back in the saddle by virtue of it being his domain." Gabriel said.
"Well ain't that a kick in the balls," Bobby said and turned toward Sam "Your Majesty."