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Selena eyes the approaching demon with suspicion, body tense in case he tries something. She pushed the simmering rage at the cockiness the demon had to show his face to her.
"How did you find my location?" She questioned, coldly. Azazel gave her a amused smile as he stopped in front of her.
"I have my ways." He answered. Her eyes narrowed. The fact that he could find her was disturbing to both her and Cheshire.
:We are at a disadvantage. We have no weapons to handle him.: Cheshire commented. Selena frowned, but knew Cheshire was right. She didn't pack any holy water or salt, nor did she have anyway to contain the demon.
"You wanted to talk. So talk."
"Alex."His eyes caught Selena's slight tense at the name, but he didn't mention it. "After our meeting in the hospital, I wondered why I knew that name. Then a little time after, I began getting memories from what seemed to be a past life." Selena stilled at the implication. "Yes, it seems I had a wife and a daughter. And what do you know? The daughter's name was Alex. She had silver hair, too. And her eye color was quite unique." She started to shake, feeling fear and anger swell up inside her. He'shere!Run!Killhim!Why?Whyishehere?!He'ssupposedtobedead! repeating in her head. Cheshire let out a vicious growl, claws scraping the ice. "And on her fifth birthday, she gained a scar on her face." She didn't hear the rest of what Azazel had to say, the rapid beating of her heart in her ears drowning out his voice. Her father was alive. He was alive. Alive. Alive! She started shaking more and she clutched her head as a searing pain went through it. The cracks in her mindscape began rapidly spreading until the whole sky was covered in thin spiderweb like lines, then the cracks began to bleed a redish black liquid and a shattering noise like glass breaking echoed in her mind. Selena's world went dark.
Xxx
Azazel was cut off as Selena screamed and he shielded his face with his arms as a frostbiting wind blew at him, steam rising off him as he used his heat to melt the ice that was consuming everything. Selena abruptly stopped screaming and the wind stopped blowing, leaving a ghostly silence in the area. He melted the last of the ice off and looked around to see a circle of dangerously pointy spikes of ice surrounding Selena and the surrounding area buried under snow or ice. Azazel's gaze went back to Selena, who was motionless, head down and arms hanging limply by her sides. Her head rose to stare straight at him and his eyes narrowed as he felt something change in the air. A crack of ice was all the warning he had before he used his telekinesis to break off a chunk of an ice spike that had been about to impale him. Teleporting away from that spot, he looked over to see Selena had disappeared. He was tackled from behind by the silver/grey haired female and the two rolled on the ice before coming to a stop, Selelna on top of him. She let out a snarl. Her jacket, which had somehow come unzipped, pulling back to reveal her scarred face. Sharp fangs snapped at Azazel and he threw her off him. She recovered quickly and charged at him. He held off her attacks, either throwing her or punching. Selena's movements were fluid and fast. Never letting up on her enemy. She jumped back and ice spears materilized above her, then shot at Azazel. They burts into flames before even reaching him. Behind her hair, Selena's eyes narrowed, taking in her enemy. Smoke and heat. Fire. Opposite of cold. She lunged at Him. After a few more exchanges of blows, blood flew through the air. Azazel stepped back, a long, four long cuts on the front of his shirt. His eyes grew sharp and he started getting more serious. This time, Selena's frozen blood landed with a tiny clatter on the ice, though the wound was already healing. She opened her mouth and inhaled, then blew out a stream of ice towards Azazel. He held out his hand and a stream of fire met the ice, creating steam. A few minutes in, the fire started over powering her ice and she intensified it. Her brow furrowed. She needed more power. She wanted-no, needed to kill this man. A strange feeling began to build in her throat. It was hot and cold at the same time. Her ice stream gradually started turning into blue flames, but instead of burning, they froze. Azazel streghtened the intensity of his flames in repsonse. The ice underneath the two was starting to crack, until the ice gave way. Immdieatly cutting off the blue flames, Selena teleported to land and Azazel teleported away. Selena scanned the area for her prey, and when she didn't see him, she let out an enraged roar that bought the biting winds back.
*TIME SKIP*
"...So far nobody has figured out the reason for the sudden snowstrom in Alaksa last week. It came out of nowhere and the residents of Sitka were kept in their homes for two days while the unexpected snowstorm raged on. Though, no people were harmed. Now in other news, the serial killer Cheshire Cat has-" The radio man was turned off by a black haired female, who shook her head.
"I'm glad there aren't any snowstorms predicted this week." She said to her male companion. The two were in a cabin, taking a vacation in Nebraska for the winter.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." The man said, giving her a teasing smile. "He said that it was unexpected and came out of nowhere. So, one might just pop up here. And we'd be here all alone." The woman laughed.
"Don't even joke about that, Jerry." She hit Jerry lightly on the arm when he sat down on the couch with her.
"Sorry." He gained an amused look as the woman yawned, covering her mouth. "Tired?"
"Yeah, the trip was long and all that hiking."
"Why don't you go to bed. I think I'll stay up for a few more minutes."
"Ok." She kissed him on the cheek. "Don't stay up too long. We have to meet the others in the morning."
"Will do." He watched her head down the hallway and when he heard the door close, he sighed and got up. Passing by a mirror on the wall, the reflection from the lamp light hit his eyes, causing a retinal flare. He was about to go into the kitchen for a drink when he noticed a small piece of paper on the kitchen table. Curious and confused, Jerry went over to the paper and picked it up, only to drop it in fear. The crude drawing of a cat's head stared back at him, it's wide smile almost seemed to mock him. He quickly turned and ran to the hallway.
"Sus-" His cry was cut off as a clawed hand exited from his chest, beating heart in it's clutches. Jerry eye's went wide and blood drippled out of his mouth before the lights in his eyes went out and he went limp. The hand retracted back to it's owner, letting the body fall uncaringly to the floor. Selena sniffed the heart, smelling remenats of wax on it. Shapeshifter, if she remebered correctly. She took a bite out of the heart and grabbed the leg of her dead prey, then dragged him out of the hallway. Even if he smelled of wax and rot, she wondered if he would taste good. She had placed his body on the kitchen table and was chewing the last bit of heart when she heard a door open and a approaching female voice.
"Jerry? Jerry, what's wrong?" Going invisible, Selena hid in a dark corner of the living room, watching as the man's mate came into the room. Selena winced as the female screamed upon discovering her mate's dead body. She walked up behind the terrified woman and was about to rip out her heart when the rattling of chains had her stilling. Swiftly teleporting away from the cabin, she reappeared in the woods and started running. She wasn't done hunting. She was still hungry. She wasn't going back. The rattling got closer and closer, then Selena's leg was swept out from under her. Black chains with spikes and strange runes carved into the metal erupted from her body and started wrapping around her. She let out roars of rage and desperation, struggling in the snow. No! She wasn't going back! She just got her freedom back. She needed to kill her father! Selena let out a loud groan of pain as the chains heat up and bypassing her clothes, embeded themselves into her skin then fade away. Her body arched off the ground as her restrains snap into place, binding her arms tightly. When the process was done, she was left panting on the snow covered ground and eventually fell into unconciousness with the night sky being the last thing she sees.
Xxx
Selena slowly woke up to the buzzing of her phone and the crunching of snow falling to the ground in large clumps as the morning sun hit them. She was at first confused as to why she was here, then anger replaced the confusion as she remebered. How?! How was he alive?! Why was he given a second chance after what he did to her?! It was pefect irony that he ended up as a demon. Even now he's still making her life a living hell. She sighed and took in the silence, her phone had stopped buzzing. Cheshire would be making a comment about-wait...she realized that Cheshire was silent. Closing her eyes, she went into her mindscape and saw what had become of it. The forest was gone. No, Selena Took back her statement. Not gone, buried under the vast redish black liquid. She could see some of the tree tips peeking out of the surface. The ocean of liquid had risen high, just stopping underneath the entrance to her and Cheshire's home. The only thing stopping her from falling in was an ice floe big enough for her to stand on. She shifted, noticing she felt heavy for some reason. Looking down at herself, Selena wasn't exactly surprised to the dreaded chains embedded into her skin, going up and disappearing under her jacket. They were probably chains around her legs and arms, too. Pushing the chains to the back of her mind, Selena focused on why she was here.
"Cheshire." Quickly teleporting to where Cheshire usually was, panic growing, Selena ran through the catacombs and pretty soon found the feline alseep on a round platform that had claw marks around it, as if Cheshire put up a fight. The feline, too, had chains restraining her. Relief filled Selena and she petted the spotted fur. She didn't know what she would do if Cheshire had left her alone. The feline let out a soft purr and shifted, but didn't wake. Selena gave one last look at Cheshire before leaving her mindscape. She would need to do a lot of cleaning up to do when she went back. Looking at herself, Selena concluded she would need to take a shower as well. She was covered in dirt, blood, and other things. She sniffed herself, internally wincing at the smell. Yeah, shower first, then go get her stuff from Alaska. Four hours later, she had rented a small cabin and cleaned up. Taking advantage of the time while her arms were out of their bindings, she checked her phone for any messages and saw 9 messages from Dean and 7 from Sam. She sighed, knowing that Dean will probably lecture her on leaving so suddenly and not answering her phone. She called Dean, walking into the bathroom and started cleaning her jacket. It didn't take long for him to pick up.
"Selena? Where the hell are you?" Dean demanded, pissed.
"Nebraska. Did you read my note?" She asked.
"Yes, I read the damn note. What I don't understand is why you left in the middle of the night. What if someone was hunting you like Gordon had done with Sam? I mean, you didn't answer our calls."
"No one knows where I am, Dean. I neded no distraction while hunting. Besides, I'm coming back to Sam and you a little earlier than I expected." Dean grumbled a little.
"We're in Clarkston, Utah. We're just about to finish a hunt. A poltergiest. We're gonna head to Bobby's after."
"I see. Good luck, Dean."
"Thanks. Bye"
"Bye." Selena hung up and returned her attention to her jacket. She glanced at the mirror, only to go still breifly as she saw the image of her mother smiling at her.
"Oh, what would your brothers say if they knew what you do in your spare time?" Selena didn't reply. Sonya chuckled maliciously. "Fine. I'll tell you what they'll say. They'll say your a monster that needs to be put down. Isn't that what Dean was going to do to that boy, Max Miller?" More silence, though Selena did scrub a little harder. She was only a hallucination. She'll go away soon."I see you met your weakling father. I told him. I told him that you were a demon, but he didn't believe me and look where that got him. Though, I have to give him credit for actually becoming a literal demon. Like daughter, like father, huh?" Selena set down the towel she was using and looked at the image.
"I've become what i've become today becuase of you and father, mother. So, I guess I must thank you. But remeber this. I came from your womb and if I'm a demon, then what does that say about you and father? After all, there's a saying for situations like these. The apple doesn't fall very far from the tree." Sonya's expression turned to anger, twisting her features into something ugly. Selena blinked and Sonya was gone. She finished cleaning her jacket and hung it to dry before exiting the bathroom and going into the living room, and sitting on the couch. She crossed her legs and closed her eyes, going into her mindscape. She was hesitant to touch the liquid, having the feeling that if she did, the results would be bad. So, she managed to manipulate the landscape so that the ocean turned into a river leading from the mountain to a rather tall waterfall, allowing her to see the almost withered state of the forest. Next, she turned her attention the sky, which was just a void. She scowled. Now that her insanity has snared her again, it will be hard to get out of it. But if she did it once, she can do it again. Most of clean up of her mindscape took her about ten minutes and when she was done, Selena examined her handiwork. The forest looked marginally better, but it still needed a lot more work. She looked at the still void sky. Tilting her head, Selena stared, then got an idea. Concentrating, she imagined a source of light for her inner world. A luminous full moon appeared in the sky, shedding soft light on the world. If her eyes were not covered, she knew they would be glowing.
*TIME SKIP*
Selena knew she shouldn't stall around here any longer. Staying in one place for too long is risky, but first she had to get her duffel bag. Creating a floor length ice mirror, she summoned an image of her camp in Alaska. Selena hoped that she didn't kill anyone with her little temper tantrum. She'd never hear the end of it from Cheshire that she didn't eat what she killed. She stepped through the mirror and pulled up her hood as she came out where her camp was located. Her eyes scanned the snow, then focused on a strange lump in the snow. Walking over to the lump, she reached down into the snow and grabbed the strap of her duffel bag, then pulled it out and shouldered it. The bag was wet, but Selena didn't mind. Going back to the mirror, she summoned an image of Bobby's salvage yard and stepped through. Her head tilted slightly as she saw the new cars in the yard as she walked to the front door, where she could hear Bobby's heartbeat within the house.
'Those would make good nap spots.' She thought. For a second, she expected Cheshire to respond, but then remembered that she was sleep. Her head felt weird without the grinning feline's constant presence and input. Knocking on the door, she waited as she heard the scraping of a chair on floorboards, then footsteps approach the door. Bobby opened the door and his expression turned to surprise.
"Selena?" Selena's eyes narrowed in bemusement as anger and concerned tinged his scent. "Are you crazy, girl? Wearing that-Get in here before you get sick." Bobby stepped to the side, letting Selena in and closing the door. He knew Selena wasn't dumb by any means, but this was just stupid. Wearing clothes like that in the winter time. He was surprised she didn't have a cold by now. "You got extra clothes?" Bobby asked as they went into the living room. Selena nodded.
"Yes."
"Ok. Go change and get warmed up. You know where the bathroom is." Selena thanked Bobby and went upstairs. It didn't take her long to change into a red t-shirt and black yoga pants, then come back downstairs. Hearing Bobby in the kitchen, she headed over and saw him fixing up two sandwiches. She slightly regretted the fact that she was light on her feet when he turned and jumped at seeing her standing in the doorway. "Dang it. Make some noise next time."
"Force of habit."
"Well, I won't say it's not helpful, but it may send me into an early heart attack." He noticed the bandages and mask. "Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?"
"I'm not hurt." He raised a brow.
"The why are you wearing them?"
"Reasons." Bobby was suspicious but he didn't try to pry the truth out of her. He picked the plates the sandwiches were on and headed over to the table.
"Come on. I made you something to eat."
"I'm not hungry, Bobby."
"I don't believe that. You always ate so little as a kid. Now, sit down and eat." Selena stood there unmoving for a few seconds, then walked over and sat down. She stared at the sandwich before slowly pulling down her mask. Bobby sucked in a breath as he saw the scar on her face-and wasn't it a shock that he almost forgot what she looked like? He felt anger begin to grow. Someone had hurt one his kids. Now, he may not be there real father, but he took care of them enough to feel a little parental.
"How did you get that?" Bobby asked. Unknown to him, Selena's eyes darkened, though he could see her lips thin in anger.
"I don't want to talk about it." Her voice was frigid. Bobby almost hesitated to ask his next question.
"...Does Dean and Sam know about it?"
"No. And it'll continue to stay that way." She gave him a pointed look and Bobby inwardly sighed. When the boys found out, they would be calling for blood on whoever harmed their sister. He nodded. He won't say anything unless he has to. Selena, satisfied, took a bite out of her sandwich and Bobby followed. When the two were done, Selena pulled up her mask and asked if she could take a look at some of the books in his library.
"Go ahead." Bobby said. She thanked him and padded into the study, instantly going over to the bookshelves and taking out a rather thick book curiously. Being careful of the delicate pages, Selena opened it and saw it was about sigils. Curiosity peaked even more, she sat down on the floor and began to read. Soon, she was engrossed in the book.
Xxx
It was 5:10p pm when Selena finally looked up from her book and glanced at the time on her phone. She blinked, surprised. She had been reading longer than she thought, but it was an interesting book. Selena noticed Bobby sitting at his desk, a glass of whiskey next to him and a book in front of him. Silently getting to her feet, Selena went over to the aged hunter and called his name.
"Bobby." Bobby startled slightly as he heard her voice, then looked at her.
"Hm? Yeah?" He said.
"I'm going to cook. What do you want to eat?"
"Selena, you don't have to cook. I'll do it." She shook her head.
"It's payment for putting up with us for as long as you have."
"You idjit. I put up with you because you guys are like family and John was my friend, no matter how many times I wanted to put a few buck shots in him." Selena smirked, amused, but she wouldn't budge from her decision.
"I still want to cook." Bobby sighed and picked up his cup, taking a sip of the whiskey.
"Fine. Do you even know how to cook?"
"Yes. Mother taught me." And she had a little bit more help from memories from her past life. Bobby nodded in understanding. "Now, what do you want to eat?"
"Nothing too fancy. Just a meal."
"Ok." Selena walked to the kitchen and began looking through the cabinets, thinking on what she was going to make. "Spaghetti or stroganoff? Hmm..." After seeing the contents in the cabinets, she settled on beef stroganoff. But she would need to go to the store for some things. She went back to the study. "Bobby, I'm going to the store. Can I borrow a car?"
"Yeah. There should be a sedan in the shed. Keys are on hanging on the peg." Bobby said.
"Thank you." She walked out of the room and soon Bobby heard the sound of the front door shutting. The silence was soon shattered by the sound of the phone ringing. Sighing, Bobby picked it up, thinking it was another hunter needing help with either a monster or a suspicious cop or sheriff.
"Hello?"
"Bobby, hey." Dean greeted. "We're just a few hours from your house."
"Yeah, Selena told me you'd be stopping by." Bobby said.
"Selena? Did she call you?"
"No, she's here. Well, she's out now getting stuff for dinner." Bobby's brow furrowed as he heard the confusion in Dean's tone when he spoke.
"She's there? What time did she arrive?"
"Uh, around 10 am. Why?"
"Nothing. Anyway, she's cooking?" Bobby chuckled.
"Yes, she is cooking. Don't know what, but I'm sure she'll do fine."
Xxx
Selena stared intensely at the package of ground beef and sirloin steak in each hand as she stood in in the meat section of the grocery store. She pulled down her mask enough so that her nose was uncovered and took a sniff of the beef, then did the same to the sirloin. Oh, the choice was tempting, but she needed the beef more. She pulled up her mask while staring even more intently, then put the sirloin back and set the beef down in her hand basket with half of the rest of the ingredients she needed for tonight. And walked away without a second glance back. She really wanted to taste that sirloin. Few minutes later, she was walking out of the store with her ingredients and getting into the car, driving to Bobby's house. Getting the bags out the car, she brought them inside the house and set them down in the kitchen. When that was done, Selena took off her bandages and washed her hands, then got started on cooking. She got out a skillet and set the stove on medium high before getting out the butter and cutting a slice in the skillet. Then chopped up the onions, garlic, and the mushrooms and put them in the skillet. This reminded her of the reaction the omnivore had first reacted to her cooking.
*Flashback*
"If you're waiting to see if I'm going to poison the food, you're wasting your time. Though poison is effective, it drains the thrill of the kill." Alex said, grinning under mask as she felt the Detective's stare on her back while keeping an eye on the sizzling pork chops in the pan. She heard a huff behind her, then a low male voice.
"Excuse me for being cautious about my food around a renown serial killer." She let out a small chuckle.
"It would be a waste to kill you."
"And it wasn't a waste to kill my partner?" Her grin faltered slightly.
"It comes in all forms and it can't get you down, but take too much and it makes you frown." Footsteps approached her.
"What does that mean?" Silence, then a sigh as the Omnivore stopped behind her, looking over her shoulder. Alex tensed slightly. "Why do I even ask? I know you'll just stay silent."
"If you can figure out my other riddles, then you can figure that riddle out, Omnivore."
"Your riddles cause me a headache. And why do you call me that?" She shrugged.
"Humans are like animals in some way. We eat, we kill, we mate, and we have kids. Only difference is intelligence and even then, some humans are lacking in the brain department."
"Hmm. Interesting way to see the world. Where do I fit?" He asked.
"You are neither a weak herbivore, nor are you a carnivore. You are in the middle." Alex replied, flipping the pork chops. "Check on those sweet potatoes." The detective did as she asked and his nose twitched as the smell of sweet potatoes entered his nose.
"Smells good. Where did you learn to cook?"
"Self taught." He set the lid back on the pot and looked at her.
"Really?"
"Yeah. It was a tedious task, but necessary."
"...Do you eat any of what you cooking?" Alex used a knife to cut a small bit of a pork chop off and held it up to the detective.
"Aaah." He blinked, then slowly opened his mouth while giving her a bemused look and ate the meat. He chewed, then let out a small hum of satisfaction. Alex felt something inside her purr at the sound.
"It's good. And you said you're self taught?" She chuckled, setting down the knife.
"Most of the things I can do are self taught."
*Flashback end*
Selena stirred the mixture of ingredients, the smell of delicious beef stroganoff filling the house. She missed the detective, and could only hope he took her advice and settled down with someone. Her ear twitched as she heard a low rumble like groan coming from the study. It seems Bobby was hungry. Selena heard the chair being pushed back then footsteps come into the kitchen.
"It's almost done." She said. Bobby nodded, leaning in the doorway.
"Smells good."
"Thanks." They both looked towards the door as the sound of the Impala was heard. Bobby looked back at her.
"Looks like your brothers are here. Better go greet them." He pushed off the doorway and went outside just as the brothers were getting out of the car. "Hey, boys."
"Hey, Bobby." Sam greeted.
"Hey." Dean said, tone little bit stiff as they walked up to him. "Where's Selena?"
"Inside, cooking."
"Thanks." Sam and Bobby watched as Dean went ahead to the house, disappearing inside. Sam sighed and Bobby looked at him confused.
"What's with him?"
"Selena has this habit of leaving suddenly. This time she left for almost four weeks and didn't answer our calls." Sam explained. Bobby nodded in understanding. The two continued on to the house and entered in time to hear Dean shout.
"It's like you don't care that we were worried about you!" Hurrying to the kitchen, they saw Selena standing there coolly and Dean looking angry..
"I do care." Selena said. "I left a note, telling you I would be traveling alone for a bit. Bobby, could you get some bowels out, please?"
"Uh, sure." Bobby didn't really want to get in the middle of the argument, but he was getting hungry. He moved past Dean to get to the cabinets and took out four bowels.
"Dammit, Selena, you can't keep doing this. You can't keep disappearing for weeks on end and not call to let us know you're okay or something." Selena paused and looked at him. She could smell the agitation and worry on him. She felt an emotion she hadn't felt in a long time-regret. She regretted that she made them worry about her. Being so used to be alone and independent, she really didn't take into account how others would feel.
"I'm...sorry, Dean. It won't happen again." Dean sighed.
"Just...Let's just eat." The three, minus Selena, who said she wasn't hungry, got their food. Dinner was a bit awkward, but it soon settled into a peaceful atmosphere after a while. Dean and Sam talked about their hunts and Selena learned that they had been looking for Ava while she was gone. Personally, Selena thought the woman was dead, but that demon-her father-was a tricky bastard. If Cheshire was awake, she might say that they had to be careful from now on. Her father wasn't the weak human they knew before and from his actions towards her new family, he wouldn't hesitate to kill to get what he wanted. And when he did show his face again, she'll be there, ready to pay him back for her scar.