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Holier Than Thou.
Chapter Six.
The screams of the damned ebbed and flowed through their minds; a chilling undulation of wrathful wails and heinous shrieks that poisoned their thinking, sustaining the venomous lies that had been planted in their psyches. It would claim these two as its own; the insanity slowly clawed its way into their consciousness; the toxic talons sinking deep as the acid dripped into their systems and hissed round their bodies. There would be no escape; the accursed had had a taste them and it hungered for more; it would not stop until their prey succumbed to the lunacy, embraced the madness and then they would be welcomed to the fold.
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Riley looked into the furious green eyes of her best friend "DEE!" she blocked a punch to her head but not one to her ribs "DEE! STOP IT!" but the woman was relentless; Deumos had done something to Dee, and, by the sounds of the struggle coming from the other side of the room, to Sam as well; she had to get through to Dee. "DEE! IT'S ME , RILEY!"
"I fucking well know who you are, BITCH! You think I'm gonna let you live after what you did to Pete? You think I'm gonna let you kill me?" she punched Riley in the jaw.
"Jesus…" Riley blinked as her eyes swam then snapped her head up, catching Dee on the nose and yelling as she re-opened the stitches to her forehead; her blood mixing with the blood from Dee's broken nose. She rolled Dee from her, sitting on the woman's hips and pinning her arms "Listen to me! I never even met, Pete! You know that…"
"You killed him! You and that yellow-eyed prick organised it!" she yelled, trying to get out from underneath Riley; the screams that reverberated through her mind, reminding her of the betrayal committed by the woman fighting her.
"BULLSHIT!" yelled Riley; she glanced over as she heard glass shatter; Sam had smashed Dean against the window and was trying to push his neck towards a jagged shard of glass "SAM! NO!" she grabbed the dagger from her boot and threw it, the handle smacking against the side of Sam's head.
Sam roared as he felt the skin split just above his ear; he let go of Dean and put his hand to the gash and was knocked on his ass as his brother threw him to the ground "Sammy! It's me! Look at me, dude"
"I am looking, you asshole! You want to kill me? Well FUCK YOU!" yelled Sam.
"Kill you?" asked Dean as he pinned his brother to the floor, the blood from the cut to his forehead dripping onto Sam's face "I'd never kill you, Sammy…you're my little brother…"
"BULLSHIT! YOU PROMISED DAD!" and he raised his knee, catching Dean in the balls and pushing his brother from him. He scrambled towards the dagger that lay under the window but was dragged back, his fingers brushing against the handle "NOOOO!" he turned and backhanded Dean, looking up as he heard Riley's yell cut off. He smiled, Dee had her hands around the woman's neck. He looked back to Dean "Your turn to die, Dean!" laughed Sam, the howls in his mind turning to triumphant yells as Sam picked up a large shard of glass.
He lunged at his brother, the glass missing Dean's neck by millimetres as he was thrown back against the wall, the back of his head smacking painfully against it. He looked around; Dean, Riley and Dee were also pinned to the walls and standing in the middle of the room, a smug smile on his face was that yellow-eyed asshole. The hatred directed at his brother was forgotten as he laid eyes on the one that had started him on this path to destruction. His hate-filled yells were joined by three other as they attacked the demon the only way they could; a torrent of abuse flying from their lips, filling the room with a cacophony of curses as the demon laughed merrily.
"Now, now, children" he turned in slow circles and looked at them all, his eyes flashing as they yelled in pain "If I could have your undivided attention" he smiled as their yells turned into groans. He looked at the remains of Duemos and screwed up his nose "Pissant" he kicked the head to the other side of the room, then turned his attention back to his captives "Looks like there's some trouble in paradise" he walked towards Sam.
"You leave him alone you sonofabitch!" yelled Dean as he struggled in vain against his invisible binds.
The demon ignored Dean and went to Sam "Sammy, Sammy, Sammy…" he said in almost loving whisper "Why would you think your brother would want to kill you?" he grinned "That's my job" he put his hand on Sam's head and Sam screamed as the infection Deumos had placed on him was torn from him; the poison screaming back through his bloodstream; a painful retreat as the many hands of the virus tried to hold onto its host, a scrabbling of nails as it was dragged back through the mind and ripped free. The release from the malignancy bringing an indescribable pain that was voiced by an ear-piercing scream before unconsciousness claimed him.
"LEAVE HIM THE FUCK ALONE!" yelled Dean.
The demon laughed and walked towards Dee "And you my sweet"
"Come on, you twat! Let me off the wall and fight fair!" yelled Dee.
"Fair?" he laughed and placed his hand on Dee's head, ridding her of the lies she'd been fed; tearing the plague that had sustained the pestilence from her; the screams of the hellion as they were denied their quarry reaching a crescendo that burst through Dee's mind as they were evicted. The blinding pain of freedom was too much for her conscious to bear and her head slumped to her chest as she passed out.
"And you" he walked over to Riley, her litany of abuse cut short as she felt a sharp stab of pain pierce her chest "We meet again so soon"
"Yeah, I'm irresistible" gasped Riley, biting back a yell as his eyes flashed angrily.
"LEAVE HER ALONE!" yelled Dean "YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH TO HER!"
The demon turned "Why Dean? Don't tell me you've formed an attachment to her?" he shook his head and chuckled "I wouldn't do that if I were you…I doubt very much she'll survive this" he laughed again.
"Fuck you!" yelled Riley "I'm gonna live through this and then I'm coming for you, you mark my words" she threw back her head in pain.
"You do that again…" threatened Dean.
The demon strode to Dean "And what? What are you going to do?" he raised his hand and sliced a finger down Dean's neck and smiled "Not deep enough to kill you…but you won't be feeling too well" he turned to Riley "Well as the other two are …out for the count, you two listen to me"
"Or what?" asked Dean "You're not going to kill us, you need us, so stop with the monologueing and get on with….aargh! You PRICK!" yelled Dean as another cut appeared along his cheek.
"I believe I said listen" he moved a hand and Dean flew across the room, smashing into the wall next to Riley.
"BASTARD!" yelled Riley.
The demon laughed "Easier for me if you're next to each other"
Riley tried to turn her head to Dean but was held fast "You alright?" she asked him.
"Just peachy" he grimaced.
"Aww, aren't you two a pair…ah, ah, ah…" he said, wagging a spindly finger at them as they opened their mouths "listening remember? Good" he said to their glares "You have a week to find a rather annoying demon and kill her" he grinned "She's out there somewhere" he waved toward the window "Rather good at hiding herself but you four are rather good at finding our kind"
"Or what?" asked Riley and both she and Dean yelled as the pain gripped them again.
"Or that" the demon laughed "Only times it by, oh I don't know….a thousand"
"Do it yourself you lazy sonofabitch" said Dean angrily.
"What? And miss out on watching you four in action? Hardly" said the demon "Watching you in Vermont was such a pleasure…" he stopped as Riley laughed and he turned on her "You find this amusing?" he slapped her.
Riley glared at him "Yeah, I do" she turned her eyes to Dean "He wants us to do it because he can't" she looked back to the yellow-eyed freak "Isn't that right?"
He stepped towards Riley and grabbed her jaw in a vice-like grip, his finger digging painfully into her face "You know nothing of my power... but know this, if you fail I will kill everyone that's close to you" he flicked his head towards Dee "Her, your mother, that pitiful excuse of a father…and anyone else that ever met you" he turned to Dean "Same goes for you, Dean. Bobby…Ellen…Ash…poor little Jo…everyone and I will take Sammy as my soldier" he pushed Riley's head back against the wall "Decision's yours…but I never renege on a death promise…" he grinned at Dean "Just ask your dear ol' Dad…" he smiled nastily "Oh, that's right…you can't"
"I'm coming for you…you hear me!" Dean yelled "I'm gonna hunt you down and tear you apart!"
The demon laughed "Good luck with that…now do we have a deal?"
"We don't make deals with assholes" menaced Dean.
"Ah well…" he walked towards Dee and raised his hand. Dee began to convulse, her head smacking back against the wall as fractured screams fell from her lips.
"Alright! Alright! You bastard!" yelled Riley "Leave her be!"
"Too easy" he said as he turned back to them "A week then I'm coming for them" he pointed to Dee and Sam; grinned, then vanished.
The four hunters fell to the floor as they were released from the force that had pinned them to the wall. Dean and Riley scrambling over to Sam and Dee and checking them over; their pulses were strong and steady but they were out cold.
Riley went to Dean "Let me see your neck"
"I'm fine" he said, his hand resting on Sam's chest.
"Yeah, the blood-soaked t-shirt really points to that" she said as she lifted his chin, the gash was deep and bleeding freely and he was starting to rival Casper in the paleness stakes "Give me your shirt" he grinned at her and she laughed softly as she shook her head "Just give it to me" he raised an eyebrow "The shirt"
He removed his shirt and Riley ripped it, wrapping his neck tightly to stem the bleeding. "Okay, it's gonna be easier to bring the Impala here than for us to take them there" she put our her hand "Keys"
Dean shook his head "No one drives my car but me" and he stood, what little colour remaining in his face, draining from it.
Riley stood and held out her hand "Keys. Don't make me hot-wire it" he shook his head "Dean, out of the two of us, I'm the one that'll make it to the Impala quicker…hand over the keys"
He reluctantly handed them over "Just one scratch, Riley…."
She grinned "Like I'd scratch my own car" and she walked quickly from the room, laughing at the cusses that followed her.
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Dean and Riley had tended to Sam and Dee's wounds and settled them in the beds of the motel room. Riley had stitched Dean's cuts and he'd restitched the gash to her forehead and they were sitting at the table, drinks in hand, neither of them saying anything as their minds went over the events at the farmhouse.
"I had a dream…" started Riley.
Dean looked at her and grinned cheekily "Was I in it?"
"Dear lord…" muttered Riley, trying not to laugh.
"Well was I?" he asked, grinning at her.
"No" she laughed "Try and focus, Dean" she paused as she thought back on it "I think I saw the demon-chick that yellow-eyed freak was talking about and it's the same woman from that painting that was in Deumos' place"
Dean sat straighter in his chair "You sure?"
Riley nodded "It was out in the desert somewhere…not sure exactly where but…" she frowned "I don't think it's going to be easy to find, I think she's got some kind of …defences…up, so she isn't found"
"What'd it look like?"
"A lair. Caves of some sort and she had a …child, isn't the right word but it was suckling and damn if it wasn't a DNA experiment that had gone way wrong" she shook her head "It was…frightening. That thing was worse than a demon…the evil that was coming from them…I can't explain it"
"That doesn't help us much, Riley" said Dean as he turned the laptop towards him "We need to find out who the hell she is, then we can figure out how to kill her"
"I think she was who Jack was after. Her not Deumos" she said quietly "I saw her with Jack …it was only a…flash really; but Jack was on his knees and she was going to kill him…but she couldn't"
"Couldn't or wouldn't?" he asked.
"Couldn't. I'm sure of it, she was uber-pissed when she fled"
Dean frowned "If that yellow-eyed asshole can't kill her…and she couldn't kill Jack but he could…" he sighed "What the hell is going on here?"
Riley rubbed her hand down her face "I have no idea" she looked at Dean "Jack didn't say anything else to you?"
Dean shook his head "Only what I told you" he paused "He saved me and Sammy"
Riley nodded and put her hand to the necklace Jack had left for her "He fought?"
"Til the end" said Dean softly.
She nodded, got up and went to the bag that held Jack's possessions and removed a leather binder "Maybe we'll find something in here…but damn if he doesn't write in code" she sat at the table and began to read as Dean started searching the laptop for the woman from the painting.
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Dawn had barely staked its claim on the land as the four hunters sat at the table, nursing steaming cups of coffee and cuts and bruises as they went over the previous night's events.
"So if she couldn't kill Jack but that yellow-eyed freak could…" started Sam.
"And he can't kill her…what the hell are we looking at?" asked Dee.
Riley opened Jack's journal "I read most of this last night. I can't find a name for her but there are newspaper clippings at the back...men that had dies mysteriously in their sleep. Dean looked into it …" she looked at him.
"From what I could find in the coroner's reports, this is weird shit" he shook his head "These dudes were all young, strong, fit on the outside…but when they were opened up…their organs were old…almost mummified. It was like the life was literally sucked outta them"
"Which makes a kind of sick sense…I think we're dealing with some sort of succubus"
"The demon spawn you saw in the dream" said Sam.
Riley nodded "Scary shit that"
"But that yellow-eyed bastard would be able to kill a succubus easily" said Dean "So were looking at something that's a type of succubus but …more powerful than your standard, run-of-the-mill fuck 'em and suck 'em dry kind of demon-chick"
Riley and Dee were laughing as Sam stared at his brother and shook his head "Charming, dude"
"I'm just saying" said Dean with a grin.
Sam sighed and looked at Riley "This is tied in with you, Riley. Deumos wanted to know where you both were but he was more interested in you. Why?"
"Well I am prettier than your brother" said Riley
"Riley…" said Dee.
"Look, I don't know. If this demoness couldn't kill Jack and Jack is my uncle…I just don't know. Maybe its something in the blood"
"Jack never said anything to you about succubi?" asked Dean.
She shook her head "I mean he taught me about them…but he never specifically said anything…" she stopped and frowned as a memory floated back to her.
"What?" asked Dee.
"I'm not sure…but I remember, when I was kid…I couldn't have been more than six or seven and he had to go back to the States for a while, I was upset, didn't want him to go…but he said that he had to go look into something he'd been hunting for a while…an evil woman that was hurting men in their dreams; said it was his job to stop her. I asked him why he couldn't get someone else to do it and he said he was protected from her. She could hurt other people but not him"
"It has to be the same chick then" said Dean.
"He say anything else you remember?" asked Sam.
She nodded slowly and looked into their faces "He said she was the original sin"
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She threw her head back and howled as she felt the death of one of her spawn; the wind carrying her hateful cries out of her lair, a malevolent shriek that shot from the cave; its evil keening a taking physical form as it pierced an owl flying over the arid landscape; the bird dropping from the sky, tumbling end over end as its lifeless body tumbled to the desert floor.
Her chosen spawn had failed her; and the fury surged through her blackened veins, rising like a tidal wave as it washed through her, her emerald eyes lit with a depraved glow as she paced the confines of her lair. Her newest spawn huddled in a shadowy corner, the fear running down its misshapen legs as its mother laid voice to baneful scream after baneful scream.
She flew out of her cavern, soaring over the empty wasteland; her flame coloured locks mirroring the flames that were blazing within her as she looked for someone on whom to vent her fury. She smiled as she felt the faint stirrings of corruption float delicately towards her. She turned to the beckoning, her banshee shriek carrying over the still-night air as she sailed towards the next sire. She grinned; the hate-fuelled fury that surged through her would bring into being one whose savagery would be unmatched and it would be he that she would unleash on the ones that protected the talisman.
To be continued…