IA/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's…though I wished I owned the rest….*sighs*
The sun loomed high over the sky chasing away the ice and cold of the last two days. Brooklyn smiled and closed her eyes as the gentle rays kissed her skin. Dean looked on with a hint of amusement in his smile. But the vampire also felt sorrow as his human had not experienced such simple pleasures- pleasures he long so took advantage of.
"I never knew the mountains here were so beautiful," she opened her eyes and looked over at her vampire. Brooklyn had seen the Appalachian Mountains which were gorgeous in their own right. But the spacious peaks of the Rocky Mountains were sharp jagged and new with snow capping the highest of the wild terrain.
Dean took her hand in his and drew her in his body. He lightly pressed his lips against hers then placed a quick one on her forehead.
"And if you want we can come back here as well."
"I would love that," his human's eyes slowly welled up. If her heart were still beating it would be pounding with excitement over the idea. Dean took a moment and rested his forehead against hers as his fingers sifted through her hair. He inhaled the intoxicating scent only he could detect. The vampire had started thinking of the infinite places to take his beloved.
The vampire and human stood in silence and reveled in one another's presence before continuing on.
The shadow demon growled and cringed as its body took the form of a human. It hated being in the skin of one of those smelly primitive beings but was necessary for the mission at hand. The brimstone skin slowly faded away into a perfect coat of mocha. Its golden amber eyes were masked behind two perfect orbs of dark chocolate. Thick curly strands of ebony sprouted from atop its head covering the delicate scalp beneath.
She looked her appearance, pleased at how she would blend in with human and vampire alike. Not even the most powerful vampire would detect her scent as she possessed powers granted from the bowels of the Pit.
"Now to clothe this new body," she said aloud before heading into the closest town.
The trail climbed up through the steep pass which served as the entrance to the mountains. Off in the distance a dark mound loomed over the horizon.
"What's that?" Brooklyn pointed towards the black mountain.
"Extinct volcano," Dean answered. "They call it Capulin."
"I've never been to one, let alone a live volcano. I read about them in faraway places like Hawaii and Iceland."
Dean smiled to himself as she just kept feeding him ideas. He had been to Capulin but it was centuries ago. He and Sam had gone there for their father and retrieved a rare artifact as a favor to Deacon. The vampire recalled the sizzling heat of that summer as they trudged through the scrub brush and avoided the rattlesnakes. One of their slaves, Gordon, had saved Sam from a rogue vampire that ambushed caravans and stole slaves. Turned out it was Sam who had needed the saving.
Brooklyn heard the small chuckle slip from between her vampire's lips and raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"What's so funny?"
"There was this time when we came through here on a mission so to speak and one of our slaves at the time, Gordon, had saved Sam when it was Gordon who was the one in danger."
"Really?" She laughed. "Sam need saving? Oh perish the thought!"
The human's gentle laughter made Dean grin wider as seeing his human genuinely happy right then and there made his heart beat in his chest. Heart beat in his chest!?!? That was impossible!!!
"Dean?" Brooklyn caught the panicked expression on her vampire's face. His eyes filled with terror but the second it emerged it was being swept away by confusion and excitement. Without answering his human, the vampire shot out, grabbed her hand and placed it firmly over his chest. Dean watched as Brooklyn's eyes widened in shock as she felt his long dead heart beating steadily in his chest.
"How is that possible?" She whispered. Though her vampire's heart seemed to have sprung back to life, Brooklyn found her lips forming into a smile. Dean watched in silent awe as Brooklyn pushed harder against his chest as if to be certain it wasn't her imagination running wild. Her hand lingered against his chest for a little while longer allowing the constant thump to connect with her hand. It was but one more way for vampire and human to tighten the bond between them.
"I don't understand…." Brooklyn shook her head slightly and looked deep into Dean's sparkling pools. He took her hand and covered it with his. It was warm against her skin daring the human to imagine when her vampire was human. She wondered why he was turned but immediately shoved the thoughts aside as he would tell her everything when the time was right.
"We need to go," Dean gently tugged her hand and together they started up the winding trail leaving the short grass prairie behind. Brooklyn shifted the bag across her other shoulder and closed the space between them as they faced an uncertain fate.
The village lay in ruin as the shadow demon wandered freely from smoldering pile to smoldering pile. The ground turned red as blood flowed unabated through the streets filling the air with a rich copper scent. The demon smiled and picked up a hand that was once attacked to a child and examined the orphaned appendage. She brought it closer to her nose inhaling the tin and copper aromas before wrapping her lips securely around the exposed flesh and slowly started to savor the tender tissue. The demon bit harder cracking bone along the way. Crimson droplets trickled over her chin and raced down her neck while inhuman sounds rumbled deep inside the demon's chest and throat. That was one thing about demons in general: Human flesh was a treat all its own. Flesh of the young was highly desired for it was untouched by the ravages of puberty and growing old. It carried a tender delicate taste with a hint of sweetness at the end.
With head tilted back the demon took the last bite letting the tender morsel rest on her tongue before savoring it as the mess of skin, nail, bone and muscle slid down her throat leaving a bloody trail in its wake.
"Mmmmmm," she purred in victory. "That was exquisite."
Turning her back on the carnage, the demon stood towards the West and tilted her head back to catch the swift breeze. The human's scent was faint at best but the demon possessed far sharper senses than any powerful vampire- including Judas and Lilith. Her kind had been around long before the first of the vampire race walked this planet. They had been cast down to the underworld thanks to the angels but they were a patient race.
Her release would be but the first.
I think this is a good place to leave this chap......Sorry bout the slow delay.....