Twelve
LeSalle felt his heart beating loudly against his ribcage. He squeezed his eyes shut and thought of all of the stupid things he'd done in his life. This had to be by far one of the stupidest. He cocked the salt round filled gun he held in his left hand and jumped out from behind the abandoned restaurant with Amber, Sam and Dean behind him. He'd instructed Drew, Deacon and Delilah to go around the other side and try to wipe out the ghosts over there before they went for the source of their coming back to life. One of the ghosts went for LeSalle, but he dodged her and shot salt right through the middle of her. She shrieked and dissipated before him.
"Get the others that come at you," he yelled over the sound of the swirling wind which had just picked up. "I'm gonna try to get to the source!"
LeSalle took the muddy path around the sign advertising what the place used to be and prayed to God the ghosts didn't follow. Dean and the others had created quite the diversion at the moment. Dean and Sam were struggling, back to back with the ghosts coming at them like venomous snakes in the grass. Delilah, Drew and Deacon were fighting like old pros and considering the first monster LeSalle had ever seen Drew fight was a ghost he wasn't surprised. Amber was debating using her powers or not until LeSalle shot her a look and she lowered her hands. She gave him a pissy look back and pulled out the knife she always carried instead.
LeSalle continued on the path towards the site of the ghosts' resurrection and quietly crept around to get a better look at it. The ghosts were coming up out of the shed nearby the restaurant like some sort of portal was letting them out. LeSalle could only assume Eve was behind all of it. A determined look crossed his face and he stepped into the threshold that was the area of the portal, but someone stopped him. He could've easily pushed her arm away from him, but he didn't. For he felt the power she had surging through her in just that one arm touch. He looked her way and she smirked in response.
"I don't think so." Eve said and pinned him up against the tree with one fluid movement.
"So," LeSalle replied calmly though he struggled against her invisible grasp. "You're the southern belle bitch who's been messing up my town? I must say I pictured you taller?"
"Oh cut it," she sneered. "You're the meddling man who's been messing up my plans aren't you?"
"Guilty as charged," LeSalle smirked. "Court dismissed. Now let me go."
"Like I said before I don't think so," Eve replied. "See I can't have you or those Winchester brothers foiling my perfect plan for world domination now can I?"
"So that's your angle," LeSalle struggled even more as if his wrists and feet were bound. "Look lady I'm not too keen on the whole world being ruled by anyone, a psychopath none the less, but still I'm afraid I'm going to have to do anything in my power to stop you."
"Anything hmm," Eve smirked and looked over at LeSalle's friends and Deacon who were battling her hordes of menacing spirits terrorizing the area. "I'd be happy to test that little theory."
Eve snapped her fingers and she disappeared. LeSalle was released from the tree and the ghosts began to come out even faster. The hunters were being overwhelmed and LeSalle ran over to try and help. He was caught between unleashing a power no one had ever seen, his family included, and fighting the things the old fashioned way. He stuck with a knife to start and started sliding it cleanly through the spirits' middles as they went past him. His mind reeled at over a hundred miles an hour and he tried to formulate what she'd meant before she'd disappeared so suddenly. Before long his answer came as a tap on his shoulder.
"Hey there buddy," Eve said, in Drew's body and with a smirk on his face. "Wanna go now?"
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I typed most of this with blurry eyes. Don't ask I'm fine; it's just a bad night. I just wanted to update something so yall know I'm not dead. I hope you enjoy the rest of this story it should be about two more chapters.