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Surprisingly, the Demon was heading toward Dad, not me. Yet. Panicked, I ran to help Ellen, Bobby, and Sam try to shut the Devil's Gate. There was an amazing amount of pressure on the doors; not even the three of us could close it. With my back braced against one of the doors, I kept an eye on my dad and the Demon. Dad spun around to see the Demon standing only a couple feet from him. Before Dad could even do anything, the Demon held up his hand, and flipped the Colt around, pulling it into his own hands.
Next thing I knew, Dad was thrown into the air, and flew into a gravestone, smacking his head on the hard surface. It didn't knock him out, thankfully, but it left him in a daze and with a nice-sized gash on his forehead. The Demon smirked, looking directly at me.
"Dad!" I yelled frantically, afraid that the Demon might pull something. I didn't care if he was by my dad; I ran to him anyway. Sam heard my cries and turned around to see Dad sitting on the ground, his back against the gravestone.
"Dean!" he shouted. I got to Dad, but Sam wasn't so lucky. The Demon spotted him and flung him into a tree, where he stayed pinned. I knelt down on the grass by my dad, checking out the nasty gash on his forehead that was bleeding pretty badly.
"I can heal it…" I offered, grimacing at the wound.
"No, it's all right. There's no time. I'm fine, Alyx." Dad told me.
"Well, isn't this cute. A complete role reversal, huh? Now, the daughter worries about dear old dad." The Demon chuckled. I got to my feet slowly, keeping my eye on him. Dad tried to get up, obviously to try to defend me, but was shoved back by the Demon's powers.
"Alyx," Dad warned, grabbing onto my arm before I stood up, "Don't."
"I'm okay, Dad. Really." I reassured him.
"She's right, Dean," The Demon teased, "She's old enough to fight her own battles." He propelled me forward a few feet using telekinesis, and I landed on my knees in a clearing, where there weren't any gravestones. "It's just you and me now, Alyx." I stayed on my knees. "See, we didn't do much talking before, what with you not cooperating and all. I'm hoping this time will be a bit different."
"Yeah. Right."
This guy was really pissing me off. He wouldn't stop bugging me about this whole plan to get me to cross over to the 'dark side'.
"You, are my leader, Alyx. You have one of the most powerful gifts in the world. And you should be thanking me for that blessing. It's not everyday that I give a child one of my talents," he stated, circling me like a crazed, bloodthirsty vulture. "But I knew that you were special, Alyx. I just knew if you were given the chance, that you'd be somethin' great. And look at you now—you're smart, beautiful, clever...if you could just learn to use this ability, you could do so much."
"Kill people? Right. Go to hell."
"Been there," he smiled, "Done that." He paused, standing in front of me. He crouched down to my level, since I was still kneeling. "Trust me, kid, you want to be a good little soldier here."
"Yeah? And what if I'm not?" I asked sarcastically. "Look, pal, I told you already. I'm not going to be involved—in any way, shape, or form—in your sick, sadistic plans to take over the world, all right?"
"We'll see about that," he replied. I got to my feet and tried to make a break for it, when all of a sudden a circle of fire shot up from the ground out of nowhere, surrounding me and the Demon. I backed away from the flames quickly, and turned around to face him. "Scared, Alyx?"
"No."
Okay, so I was completely terrified, but I wasn't about to admit that out loud.
"You're lying," he stated. Damn him. "You've been afraid of fire since you were a little girl…when you found out how your mother died. I'm sure you don't remember that night…but I do. She begged me to spare your life with her last breaths." Tears were burning in the corners of my eyes, threatening to fall. He'd crossed the line with that one.
"Of course, I had no intention of killing you then. But now, since you've refused to take my offer, I see that I have no choice," The Demon declared. I swallowed hard. "Believe me, I don't want to do this, Alyx. You're a nice girl. It's a shame, really. You could've done somethin' amazing, kid. I'm sorry it had to end this way." With his powers, he forced me to me knees again. He started to concentrate, probably to use his power of inflicting wounds. I waited for the pain, but it didn't come. There was only this wave of energy that kind of disrupted my balance for a moment. The Demon stared at me, just as confused as I was.
Then, a revelation hit me. The pentagram. The pentagram amulet Oliver had given me—it was protecting me from the effects of his powers. Maybe, if I could somehow channel the energy he was throwing at me, I could push it back over to him and knock him off balance. Would I be strong enough to do that?
When he tried again, I braced myself against the energy, forcing it to go back the other way, hoping to give him a taste of his own damn medicine. It worked; he ended up stumbling backward a bit, sporting a bloody nose. I could use his own power against him! It actually worked! He had tried to do the same to me but failed because I was wearing the amulet. Apparently, as a demon, he didn't have any resistance to wounds inflicted by his own ability. A weakness, besides the Colt. He even seemed shocked by this.
"What the…?" he wondered.
"Well," I said, smirking slightly, "This is one Winchester you can't kill."
"I wouldn't be so sure." He lunged at me, but I dove out of the way, dodging a punch and landing on my stomach on the ground. I scrambled to my feet, and focused on him as he came toward me again. The Demon stopped in his tracks when a crimson liquid started to spread by his chest. He grimaced, flinching somewhat at the new wound. He charged forward, trying to ignore the pain I now had control of. I sent another wave of pain over him, and he almost doubled over mid-step. I tried to back out of the way as he continued heading toward me, but I had nowhere to go, since the fire was still surrounding us. The Demon slapped me across the face, threw me onto the ground, and before I could fight back, he ripped the amulet from my neck and tossed it outside the circle.
That's when I knew I was in a very bad position. Practically defenseless.
Great.
I was a dead girl walking…