Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 7
Chapter 19: A Risky Revolt, Part 2
(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.)
Dean was outside as he was frantically searching for me after I went towards Cesare's villa as planned. His reasons to pull me out of the mission that I had was more than enough to steer me away from the further bowels of the Sprawl. Stopping at an alleyway, he spotted a High Elf with red hair sprinting past him in which he also noticed that a shady group of people were after him for no reason. Without further hesitation, Dean had no other choice but to aid the High Elf the moment he caught up to him as he noticed that the pursuers were dressed in red with a familiar goal of their own. He knew of them to be members of the Red Inquisition as they were ready to kill the fleeing target, for he had to do something quick. Changing into his diamond form, he began to shoot projectiles at the attackers as they fled the scene the moment the High Elf saw him revert back into his normal one. Even though he saved the High Elf from danger, he still had his job into thwarting my mission as it was also something that he shouldn't be meddling with, for it was my own risk after all.
"Where the hell are you, Sam?" he said to himself.
"Hold it!" yelled the High Elf. "You can't just run away like that after you saved me from the Red Cardinal's lackeys!"
"I don't have time for thanks right now 'cause I have to track down my brother before more of those ass-clowns that were chasing you catch up to him."
"Is it that tall one with the silver hair that most of the Sprawl's inhabitants are talking about?"
"Yeah, and I'm here at the behest of a higher power to get his ass out of there. And by the way, how come the Red Inquisition were after you when they were hell-bent on forcing my brother to become Lucifer's vessel?"
"The Red Inquisition goes after anyone who is either affiliated with the Winchester Legacy or the Mitani Clan. I would rather stay away from all this before it gets out of hand."
"Aren't you Akaryu Mitani, son of Takeo and grandson of Kazuo?"
"Didn't Grandfather tell you how much of a screw-up I've been for being celibate after my grandmother forced that demon to call off the deal he made?"
"I heard all about it after Takeo's death, but you can't stay celibate forever."
"Being celibate is the best thing for me, but I would rather not have my v-card swiped than being dirty."
"The Rakuen Priesthood made an arrangement between you and someone you don't know, didn't they?"
"Yeah, but they won't reach me because they'll be torn to shreds by hellhounds who come out of nowhere. I am a virgin who will stay pure like my other siblings."
"Well, Anaira got his v-card swiped 'cause of the fact that he married one of Sam's bodyguards, whose race become ravenous monsters who are celibate for too long. I read the report of how the ghastly sight of what happened on the Doohan in which the crew were forced to be celibate to the brink of killing and feeding on one another while changing into Askradi. Celibacy is a double-edged sword, but it can also be something of regret if you don't get hitched and have your v-card swiped."
"Being celibate isn't something that I'm ashamed of, but I have to cut to the chase for a moment after my run-in with the Red Inquisition." Akaryu fishes out a thumb drive out of his pocket as he gives it to Dean. "This is what I picked up from my pursuers, for it is vital that everyone knows about what truly goes on in this long war."
Dean watched Akaryu leave as stared at the thumb drive in his hand. Getting out a pocket projector, he inserted the thumb drive into it as he saw an image of a fleet of ships approaching Lannister in the form of the Executive Division coming in full force. He feared the worst as he had to warn me of what was about to happen next. He never saw this coming before as he was still far away from his group on Shiganshina. What he didn't expect was the past coming back to haunt him as he remembered those harsh words that he said to me all those years ago.
"I DON'T WANNA PLAY WITH YOU ANYMORE!"
He remembered that day when I ran off as his search for me was a warning of a strained partnership for the both of us in the future. With the evening still fresh, he was ready to find my trail as he wasn't about to let me resume my mission, for he had his reasons not to let me off his sights just yet…
Many years ago…
I was wandering the streets of the Sprawl as I wanted to get away from Dean for a while. The stinging words that he spewed out at me were more than enough to make me cry as I wanted to be alone for a while. Even though I ran away to this place on Lannister, I noticed the plethora of people from other worlds setting up shop and home here as they were busy selling things to make a living here in this place of squalor. Digging into my pockets, I fished out some change as I was brave enough to find a currency exchange to switch it over until I spotted a large, burly man in noble clothing standing in my way. He was staring at me for some strange reason as he snatched me up from the streets without anyone else noticing, for he had his reasons to see me out in the open.
"Here's a little one with a gemstone on his head just to add to the collection of slaves that are bound for the Claudian city of New Capua," he said as he tossed me into a wooden cage. "It's high time that the poor mites in drab clothing start selling to either the wealthy owners of New Capua and their orgies of sexual delights… or perhaps some special sushi fixings for some of the inhabitants who live on Harkonnen..."
I saw the cage door remaining open as I noticed a group of me haul a screaming High Elf girl in which she was a familiar one indeed. By the time I saw the cage door slam shut with a lock keeping it secure, I saw the burly man standing in front of the small prison as he was ready to meet his quota, for he was someone that had shady dealings indeed, but for what, exactly?
"Ippei should've paid in full to the likes of Sawney Masbath," he said as he saw the High Elf girl cowering in fear. "Perhaps it's high time that the mayor of New Capua should see the merchandise in the form of his late son's youngest daughter. It's been centuries since the Sword of Alecrast took aim at the ancestors who once dominated the city on Claudius, but slaves are a high trade indeed."
It wasn't long until the cage was placed into a pull-cart that had two donkeys attached to it in which the burly man and his henchmen got onto it and left to a place unknown. I was worried about my own family would react if I was gone for too long as I dreaded the stern lectures that came from Cynthia directly. As for the girl, however, she was also scared for her life as she wanted to come home to her family before being sold to some lecherous fool with a penchant for molesting innocent children. We both feared the worst as we also had to endure in which we had to be strong in order to escape, for it was something that was needed to be done anyway…
An hour later, I found myself in a cell that was more like a dungeon as I was stuck with the High Elf girl that was captured along with me. We feared the worst as we were in for the long haul in the form of being sold to slavery. Even though we were about to fear the worst, I wanted to assure that the girl wasn't alone as I sat next to her the moment she had tears on her face. She was scared to death just like me as we were more than likely to be separated the moment we would end up being sold to some cruel bidder from another planet.
"Hey, are you gonna be alright?" I asked.
"My grandfather is worried about me," answered the girl as she was still shaking with fear. "It's not fair that my father and grandmother passed away, only for me to be taken against my grandfather's wishes..."
"My name's Sam, but haven't we seen each other before?"
"Wait! You're that boy from the bus stop in the dirt roads. You had a jeweled sigil on your forehead and you're here again."
"I kind of ran away because my older brother didn't wanna play with me anymore… He's right about me being annoying after all."
Just as I was about to say a little more, I saw the door open as we noticed one of the burly man's henchmen enter in which I had my reasons to be brave in times of danger. I was most likely to be fleeing as I ended up using my raw power to cause some of the ceiling to knock out the henchman while we fled from our cell and into a place unknown to those who lived here in the Sprawl. What we didn't expect was that the burly man from before was notified as he was hot on our tails the moment we went into hiding where a statue stood. Even though I had my climbing skills learned, I noticed that the High Elf girl also had to climb up as we made it into a giant bowl that the statue had in its hands. With the burly man searching everywhere to sell us, I was scared to death as I felt my raw power rising up to full in which I had no control of it. The burly man from below was searching for us until a chunk of marble near the statue broke off and crushed him completely. When I saw the carnage below, I was horrified at what my raw power could do, but I noticed a crowd of people arriving to put an end to the burly man's slave trading. To my surprise, I saw some of the Sprawl's inhabitants standing around the corpse where the marble fell on him as they were grateful that he was dead after what he was doing.
"It's about damn time that Cecco had it coming," said an Orc tradesman as he gave the corpse a thumbs-down. "For years, that prick stiffed us with all the extravagance while selling little kids to either slavery or as food for those Leviathans on Harkonnen."
"Today is a great day to see a greedy bastard fall under the marble he loathed for a long time," said a woman that was dressed in biker gear. "The Trelawney Dynasty will be pleased to see a threat contained for not paying his fair share while he stole small children to be slaves to those boastful Claudians in New Capua."
"Up there," said a Draaza man as he spotted me and the girl that emerged from the statue's giant bowl. "There's the two mites that Count Cecco stole and they're safe!"
It wasn't long until we saw the townsfolk from the Sprawl get out a ladder in order to climb up to get us away from the grisly aftermath. When we were escorted down, we noticed the rest of the Sprawl's inhabitants bow down in front of us as if we were put here for a purpose, for it was something that we never got used to before.
"That boy's the one who ended the Galvanic Uprising on Alecrast," said the woman.
"I bet that the Terran God will never hear the end of it anytime soon," said the Draaza man.
"Out of the way," said an elderly man who was dressed in biker gear while speaking in an Australian accent. "The governor and his family will be floored to see the savior, but someone else is looking for the little mite."
"Come to think of it… There was another boy looking for him, but we should also celebrate the downfall of Cecco and may the hellhounds feast on his innards for the rest of his days."
And so, I was escorted out with the High Elf girl in tow as we were seeing the sky turn dusk and just in time for dinner. As for what would happen next, I would end up going there again as there was a mission in front of me in the future, for this was something that would be a part of my adventures so far…
Meanwhile, back in the present…
I was at a nearby street as I had Elise in tow. Even though the street itself led towards Cesare's villa, we saw some guards returning as we had no choice but to hide in the shadows the moment they passed us. What I didn't expect was that a figure in a cloak emerged as I spotted the hood removed to reveal a man who was bald with scars on his head. When I saw the cloaked man look around, I noticed his face to be a familiar one as it was someone that should've been rotting in prison to begin with, for he was someone who is heavily loathed by most of the galaxy so far. Even Elise stared at the disfigure man carefully as she saw him to be a man who ruined someone in her family, for she was ready to shoot an arrow into him until I stopped her.
"Not yet," I said.
"I know that guy very well after what he tried to do to one of my relatives," said Elise.
"You're not the only one..."
"What did he do to you, exactly?"
"Sawney Masbath tried to blackmail me in exposing a false affair between Sadie and me during my years living on Gehenna. She's married with a young son, but she knows of the Destiny of Worlds that is etched in front of me and Reiko. When that ruse failed, he kidnapped me in one of the cities that were destroyed by Project Apollo until he was arrested and thrown in prison for the rest of his days…, or so I thought..."
"Even though he had silver hair like you, he's gone bald with a side order of scars on the side."
"Sawney Masbath is also someone who is-"
"—Known to plunder from my lockboxes?" said Rowena as she appeared from behind while casting a shield to keep us invisible. "I told ye that prison is too hot to hold Sawney Masbath, but he found a way by running away with a spell up his sleeve." She sees me in person again as she was aware of my presence in the Sprawl. "I see that he's an old nemesis of yours, Samuel, along with that Lorien Elf who's here as yer backup, but I have a bone to pick with that hooligan. I'm done tricking people, only to see that gaggle of terrorists causing havoc everywhere they go. One of their factories is already destroyed on Targaryen, but the remainder of them are on both Dorne and Cirith Ungol. Those soulless dolls that were once crafted by the late Darbus Toller are in those factories, but there are loopholes that continue to process those things."
"If Sawney Masbath is here, then it will complicate things, but his business is into trading his plundered trinkets," said Yashamaru as he appeared in hindsight. "He is up to something, for his dealings with Cesare Zampano are a much shady one indeed..."
I stared at Sawney as he was going towards Cesare's villa in which I had to be careful about what was about to happen. Even though I was aware of his presence, I remembered his methods when it came to blackmail so far. By the time we saw everyone departing to the villa, I was ready to strike as I was armed the moment I spotted a way in through one of the dumb waiter holes. As soon as I crawled inside, I was noticing the mold and filth from over the years taking its toll in the villa as I smelled the putrid smell of filth roiling all over my nose. The foul stench of urine and excrement from above was more than enough to have me hold my breath as I finally made my way inside into a storage room that was far worse than where I came from. I sensed the fear of dread in the form of such savagery as I found myself in a room that had more than just the usual storage material. The presence of a large bed complete with straps to hold a person down with sent a warning to me as this was known as a sex room that was designated for Cesare to rape those in his harem against their will just to be baby-making machines for his so-called legacy.
I was ready to hide as I heard footsteps approaching in which I hid directly into a closet that had too many things in it. With a hole to see out of through the vent, I spotted Chitorin entering into the room as she was standing next to the bed with the straps. What I didn't expect was that she was bowing in front of it as she was waiting for someone, but who, exactly? It wasn't long until I saw Cesare and his servants entering into the room with one of the women in his harem as she was a Draaza woman with a red comb that was dressed in nothing more than rags like a slave that is about to be sold to auction to the highest bidder. The sight of the woman being strapped down in those restraints unnerved me to the core as I watched Cesare lift up her skirt to reveal nothing underneath the moment he was ready to unnecessarily plunge with his already hardened member beneath his trousers.
"You see, my little puttana," he said to Chitorin as he saw her being held by his servants in order to force her to watch. "This little Draaza woman is similar to my bitch of a stepmother, who gave up her nobility just to join a police force!"
"And you invite Sawney Masbath to your place the moment he breaks out of his prison," she said as she was shaking with fear. "What does he want with you other than to steal money to his already bulging bank accounts that the Executive Division steal from?!"
"You will hold your tongue, puttana!" Cesare punches Chitorin in the face as she was reeling from such a brutal blow. "I broke you for a damn good reason and you were ripe to bear my sons that will be a part of the Zampano legacy, but you won't squeeze away from my control, especially when it comes to the presence of those deplorable angels who demand you to be free! Still, you will watch me delve into this Draaza woman who will be in the matron stage soon enough!"
At that moment, Cesare unzipped his trousers as he got out his hard member the moment he went on top of the Draaza woman while he crashed inside of her. The sight of him raping his victim and forcing Chitorin to watch was something that turned my stomach in which I was wanting to clock him for doing such a heinous deed. By the time I saw him finish his daily violation, he pulled out of that Draaza woman as he zipped up his trousers just in time to see him punch at Chitorin once more while his servants released his victim that he violated. He was hard at work until he heard the door opening up to see Sawney enter against his wishes, for he wanted a little more than just the usual fee for his blackmailing skills.
"You came at the wrong time, ricattore," he said as he saw Sawney standing there. "If it's i soldi that you want, then you can have some of my bambini as payment for the traders on this planet."
"I didn't come for money, Cesare, but you have something that I want," he answered. "You have some of Rowena's things in your villa, for they will be sold to me at a high price."
"The strega's trinkets were taken from the time of the Elder Days, but I have a torn page of the Grimoire that is worth a fortune."
"You have the hex bag spell that one of your whores used just in time to immobilize that demigod who is out there to silence you and shut your enterprise down."
"You should've been in prison, Sawney!" yelled Chitorin as she was reeling from where Cesare punched her repeatedly. "You are a threat to everyone who refuses to give you money, only to air out their dirty laundry to the masses for a high price!"
"I got out with the help of a spell that I concocted from Rowena's notebook after my short stint of being tortured by prisoners who were much worse than I was. It also seems that you're still trying to regain your dignity even after you were torn away from your lesbian lover, but it was the will of God that you bear children to Cesare and they will be overthrowing the legacies that his Cetra half-brethren throw at him. Admit it! You felt good when Cesare spread your legs and welcomed himself to you just in time to bear his seed to fruition. And do you know what happened to your precious Veshka? She was incubated slowly to have her soul harvested just to be sold to the likes of Abaddon or any other demon who is wanting a cut of the profits. It's too bad that she had to be put down after being reduced to a goopy shell to the point beyond repair."
"You bastard! How come my beloved Veshka is dead and you choose to wander free?! You're nothing but a worm who emerges from rotting flesh! You should be dead with the crows pecking out your eyes and the hellhounds feasting on your innards!"
"I've been a good boy, Chitorin, but you should obey your master's wishes when it comes to being in his bed and bearing his children."
"I'm not his brood mare anymore, Sawney!"
Without warning, Chitorin ended up having an angelic aura around her as Cesare and Sawney were stunned to see it. Even though her defiance was short-lived, she was knocked out by Cesare as she fell to the ground the moment he oversaw the Draaza woman being carried away from the sex dungeon to another part of the villa. With a long night ahead of what would occur, everyone left that deplorable torture chamber as I emerged from my hiding place. Luckily, I was cloaked from prying eyes as my long silver hair became my shield the moment I blended out of sight. Even though no one saw me, I was surveying this terrible sex dungeon as I wanted to tear up the bed with the restraints attached to it altogether. Even though I wanted to, I refrained from it as I decided to follow through and survey the rest of the villa in which I spotted Elise coming out of one of the vents, for she was no stranger to the skill of stealth indeed.
"This place is huge," she said.
"This place is also a house of horrors," I said.
"What do you mean by that, perchance?"
"Cesare's not raping women just to bear children from his loins, but to sell them to slavery."
"Does the governor know about this?"
"She'll know eventually, but she'll also want to know about a certain criminal who broke out of prison just to wander freely to ring the nerves of his victims."
"That's insane, but that witch wants to grab him by the cock and balls for stealing her things. Still, Sawney Masbath is a threat to everyone and-"
Without warning, we heard footsteps approaching as we hid out of sight the moment we saw some young girls shackled while being escorted to certain parts unknown. What we didn't expect was that Sawney was there as he fished out a hex bag the moment he blew our covers in which we were held down by Cesare's servants. When he saw me directly, he was ready to pounce as he put away the hex bag that he tossed earlier, for he had a bone to pick with me after being tossed in prison two years ago and he was seething every step of the way…
It wasn't long until I was put in a cell as I was separated from Elise. The chains that kept me shackled ended up suppressing my raw power as I saw the door opening up in which I saw Sawney enter just in time to gloat at me. He had a grudge against me as he was bearing the scars that he had. Even though he escaped prison, he wasn't about to let go of the grudge he had, for he was there to not only gloat, but to break me further.
"I've been waiting for this after two years of torture in that frozen shithole," he said.
"You should've stayed put after what you were doing," I said.
"I used to have silver hair like you, but when I arrived at Belbe Citadel on Gehenna, I had my head shaved, my body bruised and tortured by the other inmates, and branded with this!" Sawney reveals a barcode in the back of his neck as it was etched into his skin like an unwanted tattoo. "The prison warden branded this serial code on me just to keep track of me and the other unwanted scum who thrived in that frozen pit of despair. During my two years, I was looking into breaking out and what truly saved my ass was a spell that transported me here to get the revenge that I wanted."
"Do you think that any of your victims that you squeezed dry can have any sympathy for you? You're already known for the death of the mother that Dean and I had and you won't stop until you see me dead for your own amusement."
"You're here because of the fact that I want more of what I stole from that ginger harlot who thinks she can hide her craft from me."
"Are you talking about Rowena MacLeod?"
"Rowena should've kept her mouth shut about those prophecies about the Destiny of Worlds and how it can take shape in the planets that aren't discovered yet in the Ashizoka System. Still, she even rambled on how she can use her magic freely after unsealing the bonds that kept her in place in the Elder Days."
"I read the files on Rowena a lot longer than you have, but it seems that you were literally blackmailing her just to keep her quiet."
"You think that you can stop me here in the Sprawl, but you're wrong, Sam. As for your torture, it's music to my ears when I will hear you screaming for endless mercy in the end. I also give thanks to the Executive Division for starting this war so they can make you their plaything. They might even patch you up like Lucifer did to your past self in the Apocalypse time pocket in the Elder Days. Once I break you, I can have my way with Damian Mahoney's brat in which he shielded from harm before he met his demise. I'm no stranger to dealing with the entire Mahoney Clan, but some of them cling to the old ways of their Lorian heritage on Valinor and they even have a grudge against stray witches like Rowena. As for you, my dear nephew, you're about to become fodder for my amusement, so let's go for the gold, baby!"
I felt the shackles on my wrists begin to burn as I saw Sawney reciting an incantation spell to enhance the iron cuffs that I had. The pain that I felt was more than enough to bear as I saw Sawney laughing with such exuberance in which he was enjoying me being tortured to the brink of despair. It wasn't long until I saw him get out a chain as he began to whip at my back in which he was fully sated with seeing me suffer. The lashes did a number on me as I was not about to scream after what I endured, for I was not about to let Sawney break me that easily. Just as I was about to get another taste of that prick's cruelty, I saw the door open up as I noticed Chitorin entering the moment he ceased his fury against me. When he stared at her, he was ready to strike as she grabbed his fist the moment he threatened to punch her, for he had a feeling that she would be free from her bonds that were imposed on her by her cruel master.
"You should be suckling your son, Chitorin," he said.
"I'm here to see Sam," she answered.
"Does Cesare know of this?"
"He's too busy raping some of the women that he captured for profit."
"Then I'll stay in this cell until you return to your master's bed. He would want another baby from you anyway after you gave birth to his son. It's been ages since you had an attraction to other women, but you've become more welcome with someone who shoves his dick into you as he pleases."
At that moment, I saw Chitorin punch Sawney in the jaw as she refused to leave. She was regaining her dignity one slow step at a time as she was beginning to rebel from the shackles that kept her prisoner at the hands of Cesare. It wasn't long until she displayed an angelic aura that caused Sawney to flee as she closed the door and began to walk towards me. With my shackles shattered, I was free, but injured as I had no other choice but to face Chitorin and the truth that I was about to tell, for she needed to know about Veshka's fate sooner or later.
"I know that you'll be going back to Cesare's room, Chitorin," I said.
"No, I'm wanting to gain my freedom back," she answered.
"About Veshka… She lost her life in that factory on Targaryen in which there was no hope in saving her. After what I saw, I had no other choice but to end her suffering after what was done to her. I should've told you…, for-"
"Sam, I know now that Veshka would be sad if she saw you feeling guilty. In the end, you did the right thing than letting her suffer. As for me, I'm here to kick out my master and take what he has, including the children I bore for him."
"Do you know where Elise is?"
"She's in a different cell, but Cesare isn't into Elves who are sheltered from the Lorien wood. As for Sawney, he's been different, but his thievery into stealing the magic that is hidden by the stray witches who live in other worlds will cost him his life. As for me, there was some sort of awakening I had in which I now know of my mother's lineage."
"Your maternal grandfather is a Knight of Heaven, for his genetics will always be with you till the bitter end."
It wasn't long until I saw Chitorin place her hands on my back in which she healed my injuries. Even though my nightclothes were torn to shreds, I had to think of putting on some different clothes until I spotted some that were stuffed in a drawer. Digging them out, I found a pair of ancient blue jeans, a black v-neck t-shirt, and a blue flannel shirt as I put them on the moment I spotted a pair of socks and boots. When I got into the old-fashioned get-up, I followed Chitorin out of my prison cell as she led me to where Elise was. Opening up the door to her cell, I saw her to be shackled up until I used my raw power to free her. What I didn't expect was that my weapons were hidden here the whole time as I picked them up in which I was ready to deal a swift justice against both Sawney and Cesare directly.
"It's weird that one of Cesare's harem told me to hide them, but how come you're dressed in those old clothes with your long hair?" she said.
"I would trim my long hair, but it can be contained," I said as I bundled it up while keeping it secure.
"According to the Draaza woman who was recently violated, she told me the true purpose of Cesare's brood in the form of slaves and it's not pretty."
"It's true," said Chitorin. "The Draaza woman I saw being raped is actually working undercover to bring Cesare down when she saw some of his own children being born and sold just to be in slavery."
Without warning, I heard gunshots from outside as I had a gut feeling that something would be heading our way. What we didn't expect was that the sound of loud screams filled the air as I noticed a group of angels approaching in which they were being led by Iriniel, who caught wind of what was going on, for he wasn't too thrilled with Cesare keeping a prophet as a brood mare for his kin to sell.
"It seems that you made it in time, but your brother's outside of the villa causing a ruckus," he said.
"Dean…," I said. "He could be put at risk if he sees Sawney Masbath here."
"He'll know eventually because Sawney Masbath is known to steal magic from other witches."
"I already got a full taste of what Sawney brought out, but he'll stop at nothing to get revenge against me in the end."
"What Sawney truly desires is the Vesper Grimoire that once belonged to the witch, Odette Clarke, who aided Torune Mitani back in the day. It's also a key to unlock and enslave those in its wake, but it was also disposed before anyone else got their greedy hands on it, for it is also a weapon that can fall in the wrong hands."
"Then we'll stop him and Cesare before things get out of hand. I'm not alone on this, but I came here to rescue Chitorin, but it will wait until we stop our two enemies in the distance."
I was leading the way as I was on my way to Cesare's upper levels of his villa. Even though I was on this mission, I also had a duty to save Chitorin from harm as she was also someone who was in dire need of my help, for she also had an agenda of her own to get revenge on her cruel master in this long mission…
Dean found his way to the villa as he had a gut feeling that I would be in danger and his instincts were right on the money. When he saw Yashamaru and Rowena combing through the warding glyphs, they used spraypaint to mark them off as they were undoing the security system that Cesare had in place. He never saw anything like that villa before as he was eager to go in and rescue from the mission that I had in mind. The place was almost de-warded as he was ready to pounce in which he wanted to get me out of there, for something wasn't right indeed.
"Hang in there, Sammy," he said.
"Ye're there to save that giant, aren't you?" said Rowena.
"Yeah, but I'm here to pull him out of that mission he's pulling."
"Your brother can't shirk his mission, Dean," said Yashamaru sternly. "If so, then Cesare walks free to destroy other women in the process."
"What's exactly in there already other than his harem?"
"An old foe is in there," said Rowena as she clenched her fists. "Curse that scoundrel who used my spell to break free from Belbe Citadel on Gehenna, which is thought to be impregnable to those who attempt a jailbreak or get in."
"Are you certain about this?" Dean had a gut feeling that Sawney would be there in the villa. "No…, that prick ought to be rotting in his jail cell after what he was doing when it came to the art of blackmail. If he's out, then he'll attack and destroy Sam to the point of disrepair and he literally keeps track of his victims." He begins to raise his voice as he was frustrated at the fact of Sawney being free to terrorize others. "Son-of-a-bitch! There's gonna be a reckoning 'cause I wanna ice that prick if he does anything to Sam! He's done such messed up crap to him and he'll do it again just to keep him broken!"
It wasn't long until Dean changed into his diamond form the moment he walked towards one of the walls and broke through the moment he saw some armed guards approaching. He had a loathing for my captors as he fired off diamond projectiles at the armed guards to the point of paralysis. By the time Yashamaru and Rowena arrived, they saw more guards coming as they were prepared to stop the intruders until a witching spell changed them to the point of such ravenous behavior.
"Impotus bestiatum," yelled Rowena as she saw the guards turn on one another.
"The security is now dissolved," said Yashamaru.
"Hang in there, Sammy," said Dean as he ran ahead.
At that moment, my brother found an entrance to the back as he found himself in a dungeon that was filled with children, mainly young girls, that were made to be sold to the highest bidder. The sight of the dire conditions there were more than enough to make him more angrier than he already is as the stench of urine and feces stretched all over like animals in cages. He was itching to tear a new one as he broke down one of the doors and saw the Draaza woman near the toilet and sink cleaning herself up the moment he spotted an empty container with only a few birth control pills in it, for there was something out of the ordinary in this awkward situation.
"You got locked up here, too, huh?" he said to her.
"You're such a dumb-ass, Dean!" she yelled as she pulled out a gun. "I came here undercover at the behest of my superior just to bring down Cesare's slave trafficking ring!"
"Lollia Troiandar of the Intergalactic Space Patrol… I had a feeling that you would be here."
"I just got violated by that prick earlier, but it's a miracle that I had backup in the form of birth control. I've been widowed, stuck with the kids, and now violated by Cesare in which I've been monitoring this situation until I saw a prisoner from Belbe Citadel free to do as he pleases."
"Sawney Masbath..." Dean clenches his fists as he was itching to beat him to a pulp. "He's here, but he's also wanting to get back at Sam for having him tossed in the clink two years ago."
"Tell me about it… All I hear from him was trying to obtain the Vesper Grimoire that Cesare purchased at an auction, but he keeps it in a display case instead of using its spells."
It wasn't long until Dean and Lollia heard screams in the distance as they left the cell and ran towards a group of angels that were killing them with force. It was something that they never saw before as they released the children from their jail cells in which they were free from their slavery. Even though they saw the children freed and out of the way, they noticed Sawney standing in front the main door as he was staring at them with a lingering grudge. With a returning one, Dean wasn't about to let him get away scott-free as he had a bone to pick with him, for he was a blackmailer who thrived on causing the havoc on his victims.
"Dean Winchester," he said with a coldness to his voice. "I had a feeling that you would be here to save your brother."
"You ought to be rotting in prison," he said.
"Rotting in there?! No, Dean, I was suffocating in that frozen place in which I had far worse than your brother who was the lynchpin of putting me there!"
"You tried to blackmail him twice and third time's the charm now? Someone else is gunning for your ass and she's not too happy with you doing this."
"You think that Rowena is free to do as she pleases with the seal of the Grimoire setting her free in the Elder Days? I have the upper hand when it comes to obtaining the Vesper Grimoire to force my enemies to bow down towards me. Cesare Zampano may have it in his possession, but I will soon pilfer it from his hands and no one will stop me in the end."
"Cesare's in for a reckoning, Sawney Masbath, and so are you," said Lollia. "I've been undercover to stop him from pawning off his bastard kin to the highest bidder, for he will face jail time just like you."
"No, for you walked into my trap as planned..."
Dean and Lollia saw a grey hex bag in Sawney's hand as he was ready to use it for a diabolical reason of his own. With the upper hand, he was ready to strike as he was ready to use his weapon without warning in this ongoing fight…
To be continued...