This probably isn't entirely accurate with what happened in the tv show I'm sorry. I haven't really seen any episodes from season 6 or 7. Only a few episodes from season 5. So this probably won't coincide with what happened in the tv show... and again I'm sorry.
I was about to kick down the door, it was more badass than knocking, when suddenly I went flying through the air. Three seconds later I met the ground (about ten feet from where I'd been standing before) on my back with a loud thud and a half curse half wheeze.
Holy shit what the hell was that.
You see, normally I do not take off in flight so I was curious to what made me do that. And see the little fucker that was going to die.
I slowly propped myself up on my elbows and looked around for the dead fucker that did this. That hurt like a bitch. Most likely because it took me off guard. I scanned the area until my eyes laid on a man in a trenchcoat standing where I had been. I squinted and...my eyes widened. Oh god it couldn't be. But a closer look told me it was. I guess this was karma getting back at me for my lineage.
I slowly stood up, dusting myself off, before making my way over to the angel. I hoped he wouldn't fling me again. That shit hurt. But then as I got closer I wanted to punch something. Of course it was Castiel. The Angel of the Lord and lately practically the Winchester's bodyguards. Great. Out of all the angels it had to be him.
"Hello Castiel." I sneered, folding my arms. There was no way I would ever get to Sam and Dean now. Not as long as Castiel was here. He was between me and them. I had to eliminate him but how the hell do I do that?! Ugh. This sucked. Why couldn't my dad do this himself? At a snap of his fingers the Winchester brothers would drop dead but noooooo. He had to send me, the mentally handicapped one of the family when it came to being a kickass demon, to do this. Ugh parents.
"Tova..." He nodded in acknowledgment but then suddenly his whole demeanour changed. "I won't let you do this. You know that." I guess to prove his point, he flashed me his wings. Not impressed. Or intimidated. "God doesn't-" Oh he wanted to bring God into this? Alright.
I laughed then. "Jesus Castiel, haven't you realized it yet? God doesn't give a shit. About anything or anyone. Except himself of course. That's why he turned his back on everything. He doesn't care. He doesn't care who lives and dies." I paused, taking a step towards the angel."So if God doesn't care then why the hell should you? Why should you care about what happens to these humans? Why should you care about what happens to these 2 lives? And don't give me the crap about how they've saved so many lives and they can stop the apocalypse. That's a joke and I don't wanna hear it. I mean for god's sake Cas, they started the fucking thing. Plus, they'll die in the end anyways...in a more painful, horrific way. I'll make their deaths quick and easy. Promise." I cheekily smiled at him and waited for him to step aside or disappear. I mean I thought I had made a very convincing argument. That there was no room for a rebuttal. Maybe I should've been a lawyer. Ha. Imagine, Lucifer's kid. A lawyer.
I scoffed but then turned it into a cough when I realized Castiel was staring at me in confusion. Alright back to reality. I cleared my throat and said, "So, there's really no reason for you to try and stop me now, because I'll just be back later. And if it isn't me than it will be another demon." I shrugged nonchalantly. "Dean and Sam are gonna die. It can be later, an excruciating death that'll be one for the books, or it can be now. A quick, easy death. Painless. And I won't tell anyone that we had this conversation. I won't tell anyone I even saw you here." I tilted my head and waited. Waited for him to make his next move. He opened his mouth once, then closed it as if he thought better about speaking. Once he disappeared with a flutter of wings, I silently cheered. Score.
Next chapter Tova meets Dean and Sam