Chapter two
I was strolling through the city of Miami in the year 2005 when I caught wind of a rumor, the Winchester brothers were in the area hunting a demon, I knew who they were hunting of course, and no it was not me, I have not made a demon deal in over one thousand years, nevertheless I thought I should at least greet the fabled brothers..
Due to my connections in the city I at least knew where they were staying, a crappy run down two star motel called satans backside, which was ironic considering Dean and Sam were about to come face to face with one of satans first creations and I am not talking about Lucifer, I am talking about the primordial Satan, gods youngest brother.. Those two had no idea what they were getting into.. I teleported to the door to their motel room and knocked…
The door was opened a moment later by a man with jet black hair and emerald green eyes wearing a flannel shirt and jeans… I walked right in… What the hell?! Dean swore. I heard the click of a hammer going back and I turned to find pistol pointed at me.. Okay I'm gonna ask once before I start shooting, who the hell are you?! He demanded. Lets just say I heard through the grapevine that you and your brother are hunting a demon. I said casually. Doesn't answer my question! Dean said. Don't get your boxers in a twist Dean Winchester I'm about to answer it! I chuckled. I blinked and my eyes went dark violet.. You found a demon, but I'm fairly certain I'm not the demon you're looking for! I said. Holy Crap! Dean exclaimed. He began to chant a demonic exorcism to which I said "I'm just a cut above the rest Dean, that wont affect me."
What kinda demon are you?! He demanded. I'm an arch-demon, the arch-demon Azaroth to be exact. I replied. An arch-demon?! Bullshit! Theres no such thing! Oh I assure you there is. I said. Even that gun you Winchesters carried before Azazel bit a bullet wont affect me, at the MOST all its gonna do is kill my vessel and leave me to smoke out and find a new one! But if you want to test my claim I know for a fact that theres one bullet unaccounted for in the colt, so shoot me and you'll see. No, there were only six bullets made for that thing, my dad told Sam and I both! Dean insisted. Well thats because he didn't know seventh one existed. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the bullet in question…
I tossed it to Dean and said "Go ahead, make sure its not been fired." Dean looked the bullet over and his jaw dropped… To test my claim I think you're gonna need the colt. I said. Oh I got it. He promised. He took colts gun from out under his pillow, loaded the bullet and fired… I stood there and took it… I told you. I chuckled. This is not possible… Dean said. As I said I am a cut above the rest. I am no tortured soul like the others, I am full demon. I said. The only thing that can actually exorcise me is an ordained priest with quote on quote true faith and those are rare in these troubled times! I said.
What do you want?! Dean demanded. Isnt it obvious? I know who you're looking for, a demon named Balgrim, hes cashing his contracts before their time and while I havent made a deal in over one thousand years I still value the demon code of keeping our word. I explained. You honestly expect me to believe you'll kill one of your fellow demons?! Do I look like a dumbass to you?! Dean demanded furiously. I looked him over peering at his soul and said "As a matter of fact, yes you do!"
