Chapter 14 – Demon fight
Their eyes widen, mouth hung open at Serena's words.
"What do you mean?" Sam choked out, "How will Crow..."
"Don't say his name," Serena cut him off with a warning.
"Why?"
Serena sipped her tea again, thinking about what to tell them. Maybe she could give them a slight glimpse into her troubles.
"You see, this is not your timeline anymore. You were put on a path, a path I broke," Serena inhales deeply, "and now I have to fix it."
"But what does this have to do with that demon?" Sam wanted to say his name but reframed from doing so.
"The-demon-who-can't-be-named knew I was born in both worlds," Serena declared, "We knew each other in my other life in this world," She pointed to Sam, Dean and Bobby, "it was an alternate timeline, that timeline was to prepare me for my world. Dean is starting to remember the timeline we shared. If he continues to remember, he will die," Serena hoped that satisfied the boys.
But it didn't, they just kept asking question after question, but she kept her mouth shut, waiting them out.
"What about me?" Darien broke into the conversation, "Are you my Serena?"
The word 'my' stained her cheeks red with fury, her cornflower eyes darken. Serena slammed her hands on the table as she shot out of her seat.
"You have no right to call Serena, yours," Serena shouted at Darien, her body trembling, "you broke her heart." She marched from the room.
Serena had to get some air; she rushed out the front door, trekking into the junkyard, kicking the dirt as she sat down beside a broken-down, beat-up Chevy. She brought her knees to her chest, slamming her head back into the driver's side door.
"Ouch," she rubbed her head. "That's smarts."
Serena closed her eyes, trying to find Sailor Moon within her, but nothing, she even called out to princess Serenity, but she wasn't answering.
"Could it be possible that Sailor Moon's trapped in our moon brooch?" Serena thought back to when she lost her connection with Sailor Moon and knew her theory to be right.
"Am I interrupting?" Darien stared down at the blonde.
"Jerks not welcomed," Serena huffed.
"There's no way your my Serena; she doesn't have a foul mouth," Darien chuckled, sitting beside her, "where is she?"
"Kidnapped," Serena sighed, "I think when Crowley stole my brooch, he took her with him."
"I don't understand?" Darien rubbed the back of his head.
"I've been with Serena through all her lives, living in the back of her memory, helping her fight. Without me, she would have died," Serena explained. "When Crowley brought us into this world, my soul took over Serena's body, leaving the other Serena wandering in my mind, but with my brooch gone, she's gone."
Darien stared at her dumbfounded; his tongue had lost all the questions he had. Serena's eyes widen, hitting herself in the head.
"Don't tell Dean the demon's name," Serena warned.
Darien nodded, "we spoke to Fate, she told me you have to send me home or else I will die, is that true?"
Serena lowered her eyes, nodding, "Yes, I have to get my brooch back soon, or else you will never return to your world. Billy gave me a day to send you back."
"Or I die," Darien confirmed.
"Yes."
Serena glanced at Darien, her voice small when she spoke, "she still loves you, you know."
Darien nodded, "I know."
"Do you love her?" Serena's heart stopped mid-beat, waiting for the answer.
"Yes," Darien whispered, allowing Serena's heart to flutter with joy as Darien confided in Serena about why he dumped Sailor Moon.
"You should tell her," Serena told him point-blank.
"It might kill her," Darien defended.
"You are killing her!" Serena screamed, "Every day you avoid her, slowly eats away at her heart. Do you know how many times she cried, thinking of you?"
Darien bowed his head, his eyes on the ground, his fingers pick up a rock. Silence sliced between them like a knife.
"Listen, tell her, love is stronger than death," Serena finally broke the silence. "You might not get another chance."
"What do you mean?" Darien's eyes shot to hers.
Serena used the car to get up, dusted off her pants before leaving Darien to ponder her words.
Serena stopped mid-step as Castiel landed in front of her.
"I've found him," He informed.
"Great, time to kick his ass and get my brooch back," Serena grabbed onto Castiel's coat.
"No stealing my Angel blade," he warned.
Serena couldn't help but smile at his words.
Darien saw the man appear out of nowhere; he runs up to Serena as she wrapped her right arm around his neck.
"Who's this?" Darien eyed Castiel.
"An angel. He found Crowley," Serena announced.
"You're going to fight him, aren't you?" Darien guessed, "I'm coming with you."
Serena turned to Darien about to protest, when she closed her mouth, if she got her brooch back she could send Darien back to his world. She nods, taking his hand with her left hand, "Hold on tight."
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Crowley holds the crystal within his hand; he had no trouble taking it out of its casing. It looked like a normal jewel, it sparkled in the light, but there was a silver lining within, displaying its power. It pulsed through Crowley's fingers, along his arm, tingling his demon heart.
Crowley sat on his throne in Hell, his rusty room having little light to see by as four demons waited on him. One is bringing him a drink of whisky, while another provided his back as a footrest. The other two are guarding the door, making sure Crowley is not disturbed.
"I feel its power, but how can I tap it," Crowley poured his demon essence into the crystal, but the crystal brightened, blinding Crowley making him turn away. It heated up in his hand; he almost dropped it.
A knock came at the door, and one of the demons' answered. The demon was pushed out of the way, as a redheaded beauty entered the room; she surveyed the rust colour with disdain.
"Love what you have done to the place, Fergus," She had a thick Scottish accent.
"Mother, what are you doing here?" Crowley growled.
"Thought you needed my help," Rowena pouted, her lower lip sticking out, "I did give you the spell you needed, didn't I?"
"Yes, at a price," Crowley took a swig of his whiskey.
"Nothing's free, dear," Rowena snipped, "but that crystal needs a witch's touch if you want to keep Lucifer caged up for good."
"With Azazel locked up with his kid, Lilith still rotting away in the ninth level of Hell, Lucifer will never be free." Crowley's lips turned up in a smile.
"You don't know that, dear," Rowena warns, "Azazel has many friends."
"All the demons serve me, now be gone, mother, before I do something you'll regret," Crowley pocketed the crystal.
Rowena gave him the devil's eye before stepping out the door, slamming it.
But Rowena didn't go back to the mortal realm; no, she wandered Hell, slowly making her way to the cage that housed one of the princes of Hell.
"Azazel, you're looking ratty this day," Rowena smiled, showing white teeth.
"Come to gloat?" Azazel hissed, "Crowley's a dead man."
"Come to set you free," Rowena was quick to pick the lock with a spell. "Serena is back in this world; Lucifer needs to be free."
Azazel's yellow eyes glowed with glee, he gives her a toothy smile, "you'd betray your son, for Lucifer?"
"I am a witch, Satan's bride, as I like to call it," Rowena held her head up proudly; "I want to be on his good side when he comes to claim the earth."
"No witch works for free," Meg slowly stepped into the light, her black hair dirty from the cage.
"Where is Tom?" Rowena asked.
"Killed by Crowley," Yellow-eyes hissed, "He will pay for it."
Meg and Azazel stepped from the cage, their clothes, torn, and their faces dirty. "What of Sam? Does he still live?"
"Ay, Lucifer's vessel is waiting for him, but Crowley has the crystal," Rowena informed.
Yellow-eyes stepped in front of Rowena, putting both his hands on each side of her porcelain cheeks. His lips, crashing onto her, in a breathtaking kiss. Rowena wrapped her arms around his neck, allowing him to explore her mouth with his tongue. It's not every day a witch gets to kiss a demon.
Meg's cough brought them back to reality, "you will be well rewarded," Yellow-eyes promised. "Now go."
Rowena staggered for a minute before taking off, getting herself out of Hell before all hell breaks loose.
"It's time we get back on track. Lucifer's going to take over this world with his pet on a leash." Both Meg and Azazel laughed, using their powers to change their clothing, cleaning themselves up.
First, they rallied an army of demons who want Crowley dead and Lucifer back on the throne.
Serena closed her eyes as Castiel flew them to Hell. Serena never thought that she'd be in Hell, but it was her only option. She felt the rocks of Hell under her feet and was afraid to open her eyes.
"We're here," Castiel confirmed.
Serena's stomach quivered. Her mouth wanted to spew out words of 'take me back,' but she swallowed them and opened her eyes.
They were outside a rust coloured door, and she could hear yelling from within. Serena felt her brooch sing to her.
"It's in there," Serena squeaked.
Castiel nodded, his angel blade slipping into his hand. "I'll go first."
Castiel opened the door, stabbing the first demon he saw, Serena and Darien followed close behind. The room erupted in chaos, as not only was Crowley already fighting Yellow-eyes and a horde of demons, now an angel and two mortals were in the mix.
Serena hollered as she kicked a demon in the chest, pushing him back with her shoe. She should have thought this through; she had no weapons.
"Castiel, I need a weapon!" Serena screeched.
Without looking Castiel tossed his angel blade into the air, Serena caught it with nimble fingers, before plunging it into the heart of a nearby Demon.
Darien was handling his own, punching and kicking anything that charged him, but he was tiring quickly, as more demons sought to fight him.
Serena stayed by his side, defending him, stabbing each demon that came near.
Darien's body trembled as he glanced at her smirk as another demon met his end by Serena's angel blade. Her eyes hunger for demon-blood, her posture showed no remorse, it took Darien by surprise, glad that this was not his Serena, this Serena frightened him. She was not pure or kind like his Serena, and he missed her so much, he just wanted to hold her, to confess his love for her repeatedly, but he had to get her back first.
Serena's eyes caught yellow, her angel blade almost slipping from her hand, luckily her fingers had a mind of their own, keeping the blade within her grasp.
"Yellow-eyes!" Serena's voice reverberated off the walls, making all the demons stop and stare at her. She has fantastic lung capacity.
"Pet," like the parting of the red sea did the demons step away.
Crowley's cowering on his throne, Serena's crystal clutched tightly in his hand, a hound by his side, chewing on one of Azazel's men.
"You will not turn Sam into a goddamn vessel for Lucifer," Serena pointed her blade at him, "I won't allow it."
"Let's even the odds a little," Meg scoffed, she had already drawn an angel banishing sigil on the wall with blood, smacking her hand inside the sigil, Castiel's disappeared.