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Chapter 4: Bad Influence
A month into it, and they were in synch. They didn't need to waste pleasantries. Lilith was on the move, and besides, Sam had a better grasp on Ruby than before.
They went wherever a seal might be; no matter how much practice Sam needed, those seals were breaking fast. Besides, Sam reasoned, stopping Lilith was the perfect way to practice.
Sam winced in pain, gashes on his arms still bleeding. The town they went to did have a seal, and it was infested with demons. They were lucky they came out of it alive, let alone in one piece. He only exorcised two of them and even then, he hadn't managed to save the people they were possessing. To top it all off, the seal still broke, and they had to book it.
Which is way they were in a dingy motel room, licking their wounds. Sam reached for the bottle, but before he could do anything with it, Ruby snatched it from him and took a swig.
"Save this for more important things. Besides, there's a trick I haven't taught you yet."
Ruby brought a regular kitchen knife and expertly dragged it against her skin, a red sliver welling up before running down her arm. Sam's curiosity made him transfixed as he watched Ruby, who's eyes take a look of faraway concentration. Her slim fingers, gently scooping it up and pressing it onto Sam's cut.
He watched, fascinated as the angry slashes began to vanish. Glancing at him, she answered his unvoiced question.
"There's a lot you can do with a demon's blood."
That was it. An idea formed; the proverbial light bulb. Sam smiled as he walked down a clichéd' road.
TBC…