Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 7
Chapter 5: The Wedding That Almost Wasn't
(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)
I was at my room at the inn as I was pondering my reasons to officiate the wedding of Anaira and Dvora in which they were most likely to tie the knot soon enough. After seeing the fallen Draaza on the Doohan suffer from centuries of ravenous malignance that twisted their bodies to the form of being cannibalistic with hunger, it was high time to see Dvora to the proper mating stage that could prevent such a twisted form like that. With the evidence in Kazuo's hands that see the truth about how a simple colony from Stohess being ushered away against their wishes, there had been reasons for the Order to investigate how or why such wayward Draaza colonies have been vanishing slowly, for there had to be an answer to it all sooner or later. When I went towards my balcony, I spotted Masako standing there as she had a bone to pick with me, but she was most likely to be wanting me to stay away from officiating Anaira's wedding after all that has happened so far.
"You certainly got your hands full, don't you, Sam?" she said.
"If you're going against your brother's wedding, then you're out of line, Masako," I said.
"Anaira's violating the matter of celibacy that was bestowed onto us since our parents were killed and I won't allow it to continue!"
"Your grandfather has given his blessing for a good reason in which he saw the evidence of what happened to the Draaza colony aboard the Doohan. You can't back away from his word after what he noticed and Anaira's future bride-to-be has her own reasons to mate with your brother on this day. She must consummate her love to him sooner or later or else there would be a ravenous monster in the form of someone in a sexless union."
"Have it your way then, but there will be consequences in the form of hellhounds tearing up your body if you ever try to officiate my brother's wedding, is that clear to you?"
I saw Masako leave as I was left with nothing more than confusion in which I had to ponder about keeping such a wedding on or not. The words coming from Kazuo's granddaughter stung me to the core as I had no other choice but to call off the wedding between Anaira and Dvora. Just as I was about to go back to bed, I heard the sound of a hellhound howling loudly as I saw bloody footprints appearing on the carpet. I was afraid of the presence of one after my experience of being nearly dragged to Hell by one as I felt claw marks shredding at my white kimono the moment I noticed blood seeping from my abdomen and legs. I was afraid for my life as I felt a hulking weight on top of me in which I smelled the hellhound's breath towards me. With a hint of luck at my side, I grabbed my sword near my bed as I stabbed the hellhound in the throat the moment I felt its blood dripping all over me. With the hellhound killed, I shoved the invisible weight off of me as I was on my feet the moment I noticed the innkeeper bursting in with such horror on her face. The sight of me covered in blood scared her as she was concerned about my safety and injuries altogether.
"Oh, dear M'Quii!" she yelled as she was shocked to see the room a mess. "What happened to you?!"
"A hellhound attacked me," I said as I was struggling to maintain my balance.
"I'm calling in the Medical Corps. There's no need for you to be in such bad shape like that."
"Kazuo's in bed, but there are a few night owls on business."
"You cannot go without medical attention, my Lord. It would be unwise to do so."
It wasn't long until I noticed several members of the Medical Corps arriving the moment they took me out of my room. When Kazuo arrived, he saw the mess where the hellhound attacked as he had no other choice but to put me in yet another hospital room for observation. I never liked being in hospital rooms, but I was used to them as I was more than likely to be going into one after what happened earlier.
"You had a rough night, didn't you, Sam?" he said to me.
"A hellhound burst in and tried to kill me after Masako delivered a warning for me," I said.
"Save it for in the morning. Right now, you need to be taken to a hospital at once."
Without further hesitation, I reluctantly agreed as I fell to my knees in which I was brought towards a stretcher and hauled out of my room. Seeing the evidence all over the place, Kazuo saw the bloody footprints of the hellhound as he had a gut feeling that one of his own grandchildren would sabotage Anaira's wedding before it could ever happen, for he noticed Masako arriving even after the innkeeper left for bed earlier.
"I've come to report in, Grandfather," said Masako.
"You brought in a stray hellhound to give Sam a warning, didn't you?" said Kazuo as he wasn't too happy with Masako. "Times are changing and it's best that Anaira is left to be with his future bride."
"You mean Dvora Trelundar? I've seen her and she's just as crass as her ancestor from the Elder Days and you know how he has a thing for classic rock and porn!"
"I saw the report about the tragedy of the Doohan in which those like her were not only in their mating stages, but had them suppressed to the point of becoming monstrously ravenous by even eating their own victims."
"You delivered a strict edict not only for me and Anaira, but for Masaru and Akaryu as well. Don't try to forget it after you made a deal with that man in the sharp suit just to prolong your life to stunting the Brandings of God on your body."
"Crowley is dead, but his successor still rules Hell by culling the weaklings from the pack below. As for the former King of Hell's hellhounds still roaming out and about, they will be caught and killed if they ever try to attack another innocent bystander in their wake. As for your meddling, it won't slide because of the fact that you tried to kill an Elder of the Order, which is a serious offense on your record."
"Do I look like I've been meddling with those things that do nothing but collect souls who made deals with Crossroads demons? No… And for the record about our purity and celibacy against pairing with a 'significant other' in our lifetime, we leave everything as is, Grandfather! I won't let Anaira break that vow of celibacy anytime soon because it's what's been suppressing the poisons that emanate from the Brandings of God on your body."
"Well they were until Crowley doublecrossed me after getting an earful from your grandmother. And another thing, If I'm fated to die, then so be it. Still, celibacy is a blessing, but it can also be a curse the moment it turns one into such a sex-starved monstrosity. I read the report about the Doohan and I saw the evidence of how the colony like Dvora were forced to leave their enclave on Stohess just to be pious against their will. Your brother's wedding will go on as planned and he's been wanting to get laid for a long time now, so I suggest that you back off and let him live his life like what was been deprived of him for far too long now. For years after the deaths of your parents, I forbade you to not marry, but this statement only angered the gods by poisoning me with the Brandings of God that are on my body. Yes, even though I made a deal with Crowley to prolong my life, but he turned on me after seeing how extremely celibate and boring you four were doing. I ignored it altogether in which I still kept you and your siblings from marrying even at the behest of the Rakuen Priesthood. Therefore, there is change, for it won't fall under the cracks under such a loathsome weight like our stubbornness, are we good?"
Masako left the room as Kazuo was defiant in his words to approve Anaira's wedding. Still, there was a full load of complications that could end up sabotaging it altogether, for the factor of being celibate was about to get in the way if we all weren't careful…
The next morning, I was awake in my hospital room as I had bandages all over me after last night's incident with the hellhound. The warning that Masako had given me was more than enough to give me no other choice but to bow out and call off the wedding between Anaira and Dvora completely before it was too late. Fear began to overwhelm me as I had a gut feeling that another hellhound would be sent into my hospital room and attack me as I was more than likely to call off the upcoming nuptials on the horizon between two close friends. When I heard the door open, I saw Castiel enter as he was concerned about what happened the moment he was worried about my safety in general, for he was also rooting for me toF officiate the wedding between Anaira and Dvora just like the rest of us.
"It's a slow morning, I take it," I said.
"Masako is under house arrest after getting an earful from Kazuo," said Castiel.
"After her warning, I don't know what to think, but I still feel the pinch where the hellhound nearly killed me last night."
"Anaira and Dvora are still under your responsibility to see them wed for a reason, Sam, for-"
"The wedding is off, Castiel. I can't perform it after last night's attack by a hellhound. Masako is right about one thing, for I already met the consequences for trying to officiate such nuptials between Anaira and Dvora right now. I nearly lost my life last night and everyone wants this wedding to happen? No…, I can't do it because of the fact that Masako wants Anaira to be celibate while his future bride-to-be turns into a ravenous monster and eats anything in sight…, but I have no other choice right now..."
"I won't let you call off that wedding, Sam. Even though Kazuo gave his blessing due to the Doohan report, we can't let Masako get in the way of this. She is celibate to the core, but she's no stranger into turning away her chosen suitor while acquiring stray hellhounds to do her bidding. You can't let a single hellhound attack deter you from your duty, for it is mandatory for you to do so."
"And what makes you say that?"
"In the Elder Days, your past self went up against a hellhound twice, only to kill it in different intervals. He even ended up getting drenched in the creature's own blood while facing off against one, for one of those times were part of the three trials to seal Hell shut at the time. And as of now, you're about to officiate Anaira and Dvora's wedding, only to call it off because of a hellhound attack? You can't let this happen to you, Sam, because you're better than that in which you have a duty like the rest of us in the Order, for their union will be more of a blessing than a curse after all."
I reluctantly agreed as I was steered in what Castiel told me, for I had to sail the ship forward and not look back. Even though I narrowly escaped death from the jaws of a hellhound, I had no other choice but to be defiant to officiate Anaira's wedding with Dvora as I was ready to fulfill my duty as Elder of the Order so far…
Dvora was in her room at the inn as she was looking at the mirror for a long time ever since that escape from the Doohan. The sight of her own kind being suckered into a sex-starved lifestyle of piety completely unnerved her as the image of the fallen was burned in her mond. The sight of them was more than enough to embrace the matron stage that she had put off for a long time now as she was dreading the fact that she could turn into one of those ravenous monsters at any time without warning. In the end of it all, she was afraid as she also wanted to show Anaira a good time in the bedroom after the wedding, for she was fated to marry him in the first place anyway. When she heard a knock on the door, she turned around and answered it as she saw Anaira bursting into the room as he spotted her in nothing but a sports bra and panties.
"Oh, baby! I'm about to lose it with you," he said.
"You pervert!" yelled Dvora as she threw a towel at him.
"Hey, I can't just sit back and wait form my virginal coil to be shedding forever, for it might either be collecting dust or go bad at some produce stand."
"Look, don't expect a wedding with all the bells and whistles and don'e be expecting a towering cake with decorations on it, either. There's also a dinky reception afterwards, so don't blow it."
"I just hope that Sam doesn't bow out after what we saw on the Doohan. Even Grandpa had a change of heart after seeing the evidence that we gave him. In the end of it all, I hope that we get hitched soon before one of us turns into one of those ravenous monsters that skulked all over the Doohan. It's bad enough to have us celibate, but that will soon change in which there's a future in the Order just to save people, hunt things, and uphold the family business. It's what we are and it's what we do."
Dvora never heard such confidence coming from Anaira before until now as she was more than glad to snare him for a good reason. When she saw him turn around, she got dressed in her usual tunic as she was ready to accompany him to the pre-wedding reception that was waiting for them. By the time they left the room, they heard the sound of howling in the distance as Dvora knew of the sound very well, for it was a familiar presence indeed in this dangerous turn of events.
"Anaira, step back," she said as she got out her twin knives.
"Is something wrong?" he asked.
"There's a hellhound here, but normally, it goes after those who made deals with crossroads demons up to a ten-year contract, only to end up getting dragged to Hell when it expires."
"I don't think that the hellhound is coming after some desperate person on the sly..."
"It's after us all because of our wedding plans."
"Are there ways to keep the hellhound at bay?"
"I have some salt and goofer dust in my hip holster. As soon as we get to an empty room, we can keep it at bay for now."
Anaira and Dvora saw the footprints of the hellhound coming towards them as it was hungering for blood in such a gruesome manner. It was coming for them as Dvora was no stranger to looking into the lore of such a bloodthirsty beast from the bowels of Hell. When she saw it coming towards her, she was pushed out of the way as Anaira took the brunt of the hellhound's attack the moment it pinned him onto the floor. He never expecting anything like that to crash his pre-wedding nuptials, but he was fighting for his life until Dvora came to his rescue and used her knives to stab the hellhound in the throat the moment it backed away. What they didn't expect was that Nibori was standing in front of them in horror as she saw blood dripping from the invisible beast the moment it fell over. Shocked and scared, she was worried about Anaira and Dvora as they were shaken by the hellhound attack with a bizarre vengeance in mind.
"What the hell happened to you?!" she yelled.
"You don't wanna know," said Anaira as he was up on his feet with his jacket shredded. "We just got lucky when we lived through this."
"What are you talking about? I need to know."
"I just ganked a hellhound just now," said Dvora. "I bet that whoever sent it over to do away with us is playing with fire for bringing Fido to attack us for no reason. I bet that Sam doesn't know about this yet, but he'll soon find out eventually."
"Sam's in the hospital."
"Are you serious?" asked Anaira.
"He was attacked by an unseen force that nearly tried to kill you two."
"Nibori…, normally, the standard hellhound attacks and sends those who make demonic deals to the bowels of Hell to begin with when their contract is up," said Dvora. "You just saw how the hellhound works, but someone sent it to kel both me and Anaira just to keep him from marrying me."
It wasn't long untl Kazuo burst in as he saw the aftermath of what was left of the hellhound sprawled onto the floor. When he noticed Anaira injured with his jacket shredded, he was bleeding from his wound as he was stunned to see him like that. He was also aware that Dvora was left unscathed after she got her twin knives out of the dead hellhound's corpse the moment she remained by Anaira's side after all that had happened earlier.
"Well, is the wedding still on?" asked Anaira as he reeling from the claw marks on his back.
"Masako sent this, didn't she?" said Kazuo suspiciously
"Who's Masako?" asked Nibori.
"Masako is a member of the Garrison Corps, but her reasons to keep everyone on Takeo's side of my family are slipping badly. My strict edict has even rubbed off on her in which she remained celibate against the wishes of even the Rakuen Priesthood, who chose a suitor for her in the form of someone she knew. If she is involved, then she will end up in Belbe Citadel on Gehenna for her crimes or perhaps the Citadel of Silence on Cirith Ungol."
It wasn't long until the Medical Corps arrived on the scene to take Anaira to the hospital with Dvora by his side. As for the further hellhound debacle, it wasn't over as Kazuo had a gut feeling that there would be trouble in which he heard footsteps in the distance. When he followed them, he noticed Milverton standing there in front of him as he had a dog whistle in his hand in which he meant business due to what was once made in the past before.
"You've come a long way, Kazuo," he said.
"Milverton…," he said. "If you think that you can do your worst during wartime, then you're mistaken."
"I'm here to make sure that your grandkids don't get hitched after Crowley doublecrossed you and put off the deal that you made with him. I know all about it after your son and daughter-in-law died in which you were chosen as one of God's finest in his arsenal of prophets."
"Crowley is dead, Milverton, but the deal's off and buried in which he reneged on it by wanting Takeo's children to be in wedded harmony as planned."
"If one of those kids gets hitched, then there will be hell to pay in the form of hellhounds attacking those who are willing to officiate the upcoming wedding between Anaira and Dvora. Takeo's children are like the Beatles in which if one falls out of harmony, then the rest follow. I even put the fear of God—or perhaps Lucifer—in Masako just to keep her from falling off the rails like your oldest son who got married, had kids, and raises a cattle ranch on Essos."
"Leave Anaira and Dvora out of this, Milverton! They have nothing to do with it!"
"Let me remind you that I even called in one of Crowley's strays to attack Sam just to give him a warning not to officiate your grandson's wedding to that Draaza woman."
"And let me remind you that I was once against it until I read the report about how the doomed crewmembers of the Doohan became pious against their own will, only to turn into ravenous monsters in the end. I will see it through and I will make damn sure that it will come to fruition with or without your constant meddling."
"Are you mocking the King of Hell just now? In the end of it, I haven't ran out of tricks yet."
Milverton was ready to blow on the dog whistle until it shattered into pieces. He was not too happy with the outcome as he spotted an angelic aura coming after him. By the time he bailed, Kazuo was left standing as he had a gut feeling that he needed to tell me the truth sooner or later, for this was already getting out of hand after all that danger…
I was up and alert as I was walking along the hospital halls in which I spotted Anaira in one of the rooms bandaged up. I even noticed Dvora sitting next to his hospital bed as she was worried for his safety in which he wasn't doing too well after getting attacked by a hellhound earlier. Twice in intervals, we all got in the way of a hellhound as we were all reeling from such an attack on us, but I couldn't let this wedding go to waste after what we all went through, for it was mandatory to do so, despite the odds in our way.
"We got attacked by a hellhound," said Anaira as he was still in pain.
"It must be your sister dealing with it, isn't she?" I said.
"Masako, Masaru, Akaryu, and I were forced to be celibate after our parents died, but Grandma knew about the truth of how Grandpa was willing to prolong his life after receiving the Brandings of God in the first place."
"What did your grandfather do, exactly?"
"After our parents died, he consulted Crowley to prevent the Brandings of God's poisons from killing him after refusing his role as one of God's prophets. When he made a deal, we were forced to never fall in love or marry just to prevent him from dying on us. Grandma knew all about it in which she caught Crowley in a Devil's Trap in which she threatened to turn him into a Standing Stone for all eternity if he didn't stop the deal."
"Are you telling me that Kazuo made a deal with the former King of Hell?" asked Dvora.
"He did, but Grandma's words for the late demon proved to be useful in the end, but the damage was already done. We kept to our celibacy and even went up against the Rakuen Priesthood just to be pure, but their warnings about us not marrying and raising a family of our own will cause us to be swallowed in a chasm of sorrow. I've been waiting for a long time to get with a chick, and I'm stuck in a hospital room."
"You can worry about that later," I said. Even though we're here, we can get started with the wedding as planned."
I got out a pair of rings from my pocket as I was ready to officiate the wedding between the two that were there in front of me. Still, I had to see them tie the knot as they were more than likely to be breaking the celibate mold was in front of them for a long time now, for it was their moment together for a reason.
"We are gathered here today in this hospital room instead of a chapel to marry two members of the Order in which one of them wants to get laid very bad," I said. "Anaira Mitani, do you take this woman, Dvora Trelundar, to be your lawfully wedded wife; for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, till death do you part for as long as you live?"
"I do," he said as he was staring at Dvora with such a passion in his eyes.
"Pervert!" she yelled.
"Do you, Dvora Trelundar, take this man, Anaira Mitani, to be your lawfully wedded husband; for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, for better or worse, till death do you part for as long as you live?" I resumed.
"I'll take him…, as long as I don't turn into a ravenous monster…," she said.
I got out the rings as I placed them on the fingers of the bride and groom in the hospital room. Even though the both of them endured such a harrowing ordeal with the hellhound, they were on the brink of being together as they were made for one another in the time of danger.
"It is settled, by the power invested in me to officiate this wedding between a High Elf man and a Draaza woman, I now pronounce you pervert and wife. You may now kiss the one sitting next to the hospital bed."
Dvora kissed Anaira as she was glad to see him alive after what they went through. They were now wed, but they still had a lot of scrutiny in front of them as they still had plenty of obstacles to get through. When I left the hospital room, I noticed Kazuo standing in front of me as he was concerned about his jumbled affairs that I didn't know about until now, for I had to know more about how and why he made a deal with Crowley in the first place.
"Did you marry them off?" he asked me.
"It's done, for Anaira and Dvora will soon return to their hotel room after this," I said.
"Sam, I need to tell you something… The true reasons why I wanted Anaira and his other three siblings to remain celibate is because I-"
"-You made a deal with Crowley? Anaira told me everything about how you were desperate to combat the poisonous effects that the Brandings of God had put upon you, only for Meizo to meddle into your affairs just to stop the late King of Hell and stop the deal you made. As for the hellhound attack, it had to be Masako starting it just to remain pure and unscathed from marriage in the first place."
"Masako can be stern, but she didn't unleash the hellhounds in the first place. It was Milverton who unleashed some of Crowley's strays just to attack you and the future couple that you just married off not too long ago. The man may be Crowley's successor, but he has a strict hold over his subjects and to those who speak against him."
"Milverton is way over his head due to the ongoing war between us and the Executive Division right now. As for the attacks, I have a bad feeling that we won't see the last of him yet after taking over Hell's throne."
I walked towards the window as I noticed Reiko standing outside with a powerful angelic aura all over her. I was grateful that she intervened as she smiled warmly, for I had my duty fulfilled at last when I brought Anaira and Dvora together in the first place…
Later on in the evening, Anaira and Dvora returned to their room at the inn as it was cleaned from such a gruesome toil earlier. Even though they were now wed together, they were safe, but they also had an intimate duty to bring forth as they were about to consummate their love for one another right now. Even though they were both cleaned up from their ordeal, they had to go through with it as they were mainly made for one another for a reason after all.
"So, this is it," said Dvora as she was dressed in a revealing nightgown.
"It sucks that we didn't have a bouquet or a garter to throw at the one who is next to marry, but at least we're still alive for a reason," said Anaira.
"Maybe it's for the best that we get this over with before your other siblings break us up. That Masako girl is very stern like Kazuo."
"Masako won't interfere because she is bound to her duty as a member of the Garrison Corps. As for the two of us, we have our work cut out for us in the Order already. It's for the best anyway, but at least we're together for all eternity."
Dvora removed her nightgown as she was in the nude in front of Anaira, who was naked and laying on the bed with the fresh bandages he had on. He was ready to get laid at last as his days of being celibate were numbered the moment he saw his new bride unveil the package between his legs. He was further endowed in Kazuo's branch of the Mitani Clan as he was itching to take Dvora completely, for he was hers at last. To his surprise, he saw her on top of him as she guided his hands to her large breasts as she was feeling a roaring passion bursting out herself. She was aching for him to take her as she was even stroking at his member and adjoining pouch that he had between his legs. By the time his member was hardened, Dvora took no chances by diving on top of him the moment her own defenses were breached. It was also the first time that she felt pain in such pleasure as it was normal for a bride to have her virginity taken on her wedding night, for she was eager to go the extra mile to give Anaira the ride of his life.
"Oh, by the gods, you're beautiful," he said as he saw her bouncing breasts in front of him like floating balloons. "I'm in Heaven right now."
"You always wanted to get laid, didn't you?" said Dvora as she felt his member hardened with pleasure. "Now, you got your wish in spades."
"I kind of crashed through when you went on top..."
"It's forbidden for any member of the Order to have premarital sex or else they get kicked out on the sly. My ancestor once preferred ladies with experience, but this is the first time for the both of us in general."
"It's about time that I shed my coil and join the masses..."
It wasn't long until Dvora began to enjoy the feel of Anaira's member as she was giving him the time of his life the moment she rode him while he saw her breasts bouncing. He was in complete heaven as he was in for more of his fair share in which he heard her moaning with such pleasure after all that they went through. Luckily, Dvora didn't turn into a ravenous monster this time as she now had her reason to protect Anaira as her new spouse, but her duties as one of my bodyguards was also her top priority in this time of war. This time, she had Anaira all over her as they were on the brink of their climax in all their glory. By the time they tired out, Dvora felt his livelihood flooding from Anaira's member as she was fully satisfied with what she experienced, for it was very new to her indeed.
"Oh, that was fun," she said as she withdrew from Anaira.
"It was well worth it in the end," he said. "For a long time now, I was forced to remain under the infamous celibate machine, but now that I got laid, I could experiment with what I have now with only one woman in mind."
"You're looking at her and no, I'm not about to turn into a ravenous monster that was on the Doohan anytime soon." Dvora looks into the mirror as she sees blood between her legs. "Mom did say that it always hurts the first time and after that, you're doing it full time."
"Perhaps we can clean up again after our little escapade, for we can't remain dirty forever." Anaira gets up as he looks in the mirror the moment he fiddles at his bandages. "There's no way..." He sees his injuries gone and fully healed. "First thing I get into is being attacked by a hellhound, but the next is that my injuries heal up to full. What gives?"
"I have an imprint of raw power on one of my wrists. I got it when I was safeguarding Sam and Dean from bandits on Claudius at the time and that was when John Winchester was still around before he was killed. He even lost his first wife before he married Cynthia MacVicker, who still helms the inner wing of Winchester Castle on Alecrast."
"Then we can do our best to protect one another. Besides, we not only have our duties as a newlywed couple, but we also have to do our best into protecting Sam from those scumbags who want nothing more than just abuse what he has within him. So far, he's done more than just use his raw power and officiate weddings; he's becoming more like a ruler of the cosmos in his own right just to protect us in our time of need."
"We'll see him once he's up and ready, but first and foremost, we gotta clean up after this..."
And so, Anaira got up as he followed Dvora to the bathroom to clean themselves off after their moment together to consummate their marriage. Little did they know was that Masako was watching in the distance as she had her infrared binoculars in her hands. She now knew that Anaira would break his vow of celibacy to marry Dvora as she was more than likely to be dealing with the aftermath that would soon occur, for she feared the notion of coupling on the horizon…
I was in the hospital cafeteria as I went outside to where I saw the ocean crashing near the dry land that was near it. Stepping out onto the steps, I felt the wind blowing as the sight of the ocean waves was a soothing effect after all that has happened. I was enjoying my time in the late night as I was grateful to have such time to myself until I heard the sound of a hellhound howling in the distance. I was aware of it as I feared the aftermath of the first attack the moment I spotted Milverton standing in front of me, for he was petting an invisible force that stood next to his side.
"Don't worry; Lucille won't bite, unless you piss her off in an unsavory way," he said.
"You were the one responsible for the hellhound attacks, weren't you?" I said.
"It seems that Anaira spilled the beans on Kazuo's dirty deal that got cancelled by his wife, Meizo, but his grandkids took the bait into remaining celibate forever—until a certain someone with silver hair came in and fucked it up."
"Meizo was the one who wanted Crowley to doublecross Kazuo just to cancel the deal in which the Brandings of God are a considered to be a triple-edged sword: he once refused to be one of God's prophets after the deaths of his son and daughter-in-law, he made a deal with Crowley just to have it cancelled, and now he's slowly dying due to the poison that the Brandings of God are putting into his body."
"You should've never intervened into marrying Anaira and Dvora off in the first place because of the fact that his prized hellhounds are on the prowl after busting loose from their cages, only for me to call them forth to kill you and the newlyweds you just officiated. I may have lost a dog whistle, but I have backup just to sic Lucille on command just to rip you to shreds. This isn't the first time that you dealt with a hellhound in which your past self had to deal with plenty, including the one that got gutted in the first demon trial. For the record, Sam, you've made my shit list and you won't be safe from the likes of the Executive Division and their allies, the Red Inquisition, and even the likes of me, the King of Hell, who will see you dead in a ditch and dragged towards Lucifer's cage." Milverton fishes out another silent dog whistle as he is ready to blow into it. "So, any last words before Lucille has her Kibbles 'n Bits yet?"
"Milverton, don't be vulgar and put that dog whistle away."
Reiko appeared out of nowhere as she used her angelic powers to create a Devil's Trap around the current King of Hell. With the hellhound growling and snarling, it was ready to attack until I noticed my wife use a banishing spell to make it and Milverton disappear for the time being in which she wasn't about to let him get his way after all. Luckily, I was happy to have her as I saw the silver hair on her head shining like the stars in which I wanted her all to myself after all that trouble I went through, for it was more than worth it afterwards.
"I had a feeling that you would show up sooner or later," I said.
"Milverton wanted to kill you after his plans to keep Anaira and his siblings to their celibate prison went awry," said Reiko.
"At least you sent him back to the bowels of Hell for the time being."
"By the way, Masako has been visited by the Rakuen Priesthood recently during her house arrest, but she dreads the fact of losing herself to the one that is picked for her. They even had suitors picked for Akaryu and Masaru as well, for their purity to honor Takeo has caused Uncle Kazuo such pain due to the Brandings of God that he has."
"Sam Winchester!"
We saw Nibori running towards us as she carried a letter in her hands for me. By the time she got towards us, she gave me the letter as I opened it up in which it was a summons towards Gehenna. To my shock, I saw a photo of a ruined temple that was near the domed city of Gurusha as it had ancient writing all over it, for I had no other choice but to adhere to what was needed to be done on the sly.
"Sadie must've sent it to me," I said.
"There's an Order of Letters ship neare my dad's garage near the ocean that will take you there in order to find out about what was addressed to you." Nibori looks at Reiko briefly as she saw her to be more beautiful than any other being that has graced the stars. "By the grace of M'Quii… You're the Mother of Destiny that rules alongside the future Messiah! It's an honor to be at your presence, my lady..."
"My name's Reiko and I trust that my Sammy saved you and your remaining friends from a troubling fate on the Doohan," she said. "Therefore, it's a godsend that he helped you, along with Castiel, Anaira, and Dvora."
"Blake and I lost two of our friends, but Avery was nothing but a traitor just to lead us to our doom on that ship. Therefore, he got it coming when the Doohan blew up, but we gained a Draaza girl that was found in stasis who was left unscathed from all the terror. It's a godsend that the White Rosalia Salvaging Company are willing to take her in, but it got turned down by the Order of Letters's leader, Shion."
Without warning, I spotted a shuttle approaching as it landed into the water near the pier. Getting out of it, we spotted Shion in the flesh as she was most likely to be taking me to my next destination at hand. Even though we were all most likely to be on board with our duties, it would be time to get an earful from one of the leaders of the Order herself.
"Long time, no see, Sam," she said.
"Shion…," I said.
"I got a message about what happened to the Doohan and how its inhabitants were deprived of their typical stages of reproduction, only to turn into ravenous monsters, known as Askradi, which is the Draaza name for eater."
"We went up against them during our mission to salvage the Doohan, only to see two of my friends get eaten in the process," said Nibori. "I can't forget them, but at least their in the Grey Havens now."
"You're Nibori T'Chauli, aren't you? As of now, you are now laid off from your original job at the White Rosalia Salvaging Company, only to be a member of the Order of Letters. Starting now, you will be our first freelance salvager of things that pique our interest and do the right thing."
"And what is that?"
"Our motto is the same: saving people, hunting things, and upholding the family business. It is an honor to have you here with us."
Nibori didn't know what to think as she was now part of the Order at last. As for our future endeavors, we had so much to do in this time of war as we were fighting constant threats left and right, for the Second Galvanic Uprising still raged on in the shadows…
To be continued...