Disclaimer: Look to the first chapter.
Warning: Fight Scene, nothing to graphic, and a bit of swearing in this chapter.
Cerberus stepped through the door and a world of complete and utter desolation met her, ruined buildings, long stalagtites hanging from the ceiling cast shadows and blend in with the ruined buildings. Smoke curls and forms a thick haze as you try to look up, fire burns everywhere, screams echo up and down the cavern and demons are everywhere.
For the most part the demons ignore her, all running towards the center of the ruined city where she can see flashes of bright light and hear the screams of the defending demons, a breeze blows the smells of battle towards her, and vaporized demon is not something she will ever want to smell again. She watches in awe as the angel pulls a blade out of seemingly nowhere, demons are now being slaughtered left and right as they try to overtake the angelic intruder.
The angel, Castiel, turns to deal with a particularly nasty group of demons that had converged on his left side and two demons appear on his right, Cerberus doesn't stop to think she lunges forward and sinks her teeth into the nearest of the two demons. Its' partner pauses to look at her in shock, But the shock quickly vanishes to be replaced with an evil smirk.
"Hey boys looks like Cerberus here decided to break her contract. Wonder what she'd look like inside out?" He called drawing the attention of the demons that were fighting Castiel as well as the ones who were watching and waiting for an opportunity to jump into the fray.
"You lot broke it first, I'm just returning the favor!" she snarled and lunged toward him leaving the first demon broken and mangled behind her. He pushed her off easily now that she had lost the element of surprise and she flies backwards, demons scattering out of the way as she comes towards them before eventually crashing into a stalagmite.
She sits for a second, winded with the feeling that she has now cracked at least one of her ribs and it hurts to breathe. She doesn't get a break though as the demons that had scattered now regrouped and formed a menacing circle around her. She snarled and let out a cry before charging into the middle of the group clawing and biting as she went. Flesh tore and pained cries filled the air as she fought, it seemed though that for every demon she brought down three more filled in the gaps in the circle. Eventually though with aching ribs and bleeding from multiple scratches and one more serious wound on her left shoulder she finds herself back to back with the angel. He spares her a glance as he spins the blade in an arc taking out two demons with one blow. As her teeth latch into the forearm of another demon he asks,
"Why did you follow me?" She spits the nasty tasting blood like fluid out and ducks a swing from a club,
"You may be an angel, but even an archangel like Michael would have a problem taking on all of hell. Do you realize how many demons inhabit this place? How many tortured souls join the ranks every year? Hundreds if not thousands!" She pauses to take out a demon sneaking up on them from the left,
"What the hell did you do, see the mission to take a soul out of hell and sign the top of the volunteer list? Because to me that sounds like a damn stupid thing to do." He glares down at her as the mass of demons seems to ebb for a second,
"I was given the task by the higher ranking angels, Who was I to refuse? I am soldier, I do not suppose one such as yourself could understand such loyalty." She growled angrily at him as he went to go down a side street,
"Well the sure didn't give you a map did they!? Alistairs' domain is this way featherbrain, And I'm a dog we are the epitome of loyalty, man's best friend and all that." She glances around, suspicious at the lack of demons now attacking them, great they must be planning an ambush, probably closer to the entrance to Alistairs torture chambers. Castiel looked down at her as they walked,
"You are no dog, you are a creature from greek and roman mythology who guards the gates of hell, or at least you did." She growls at him,
"They broke my contract, Well not my contract per se my predecessor made it and I had to fufill it. Every ten years in hell I would get a break and get to go up to the surface for one hell year. A good deal for them, but they still decided it wasn't enough and chained me up sometime around the first world war up there. Or maybe it was the second? There were a lot of guys in uniform passing through the gates at the time. I haven't been up to the surface since."
He watched her for a moment as they walked, stoic mask still in place but with something akin to pity in his eyes.
"Stop for a second," She looked up at him confused,
"You are injured, and while I cannot heal everything I can do a little, I freed you, I do not need your death on my conscious because you were too injured to fight. Unfortunately this will scar, I do not have enough energy to spare to erase those." He explained reaching down and angelic grace covered her for the second time that day, healing Grace spilling from his hands. She sighs as the pain gradually eases out of the wounds and the skin and her ribs knit themselves back together. She nods her gratitude,
"We are nearly there, they likely have guessed who you are coming for, Expect an ambush at the entrance to the torture chambers, and I have a feeling getting out will be harder even than getting in." He tilts his head in acknowledgment and they continue down the street.
Cerberus fights the feeling to bang her head against a wall, hard, when they come up to the top of a rise and see the streets lined with demons in all directions surrounding Alistairs domain. Castiel looked down at her,
"You yourself said that this would not be easy. Did you doubt your own words?" Cerberus growled up at him in annoyance, the fur along her back bristling,
"No, however there is this lovely thing called hope, such as hoping that demons don't actually have intelligence and will not have orchestrated an ambush right before we achieve our goal." Castiel frowned at this,
"No one said that you were required to help me." Cerberus snapped at him teeth clashing together menacingly,
"I know that featherbrain, Nevertheless I am helping you, now are we going to stand here all day or are we going to free that soul?" The angels emotionless mask reappeared but Cerberus thought she saw a flicker of annoyed amusement flicker across his eyes.
"After you then." He said making a broad sweeping movement towards the army in front of them. Head and tail held high Cerberus walked forward the angel not two steps behind as the demons watched in sadistic anticipation. This was going to be interesting.