So yeah... I kind of feel bad for Lucy now... o-o
NOPE NEVERMIND IGNORE THAT... anyways, thought I`d focus on Quinn today and get her share of the story but to be honest I think I failed at that...
Disclaimer: I own nothing :P
Well here goes.
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Quinn
I was excited, more excited than usual. This was most likely because I was sitting in the impala with the freaking Winchester brothers and on my way to my first hunt.
"So what are we hunting?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm and professional but it came out all high pitched.
"Demon." Dean replied.
"A hunter friend called it in." Sam explained "He was scouting it out but got caught up in some urgent business, thought we could finish the job."
"Sounds good!" I replied, smirking at the thought of taking down a demon with the Winchesters.
As the impala steered in front of a house, I felt my heartbeat quicken as every fiber in my body screamed excitement. As we got out of the car, Dean threw me a rifle which I caught with ease while Sam loaded in on some holy water and Dean gripped his knife. I couldn`t believe this was actually happening.
"Wait a sec." I glanced at my gun "I can`t kill a demon with a gun."
"You`re not killing a demon." Dean glanced back at me "We`re killing the demon."
"What if it attacks me, I don`t wanna die idiot."
"But it ain`t going to attack you, we`ve got your back."
"Like people haven`t died on your watch before."
Dean stuttered for a second, searching for words, then he just grunted turned around and yelled: "Let`s go."
I knew I had hit a soft spot, but at the moment I didn`t care because: YAY I GET TO HUNT A DEMON! But I`d have to remember to apologize to him later on.
As we got to the house, Dean picked the lock open and we were in. The smell of alcohol was lingering in the air but the setting seemed pretty normal and rather clean. We wandered around for a few minutes but found no one and nothing demonic. I was planning on saying something snarky right about now, but before I could an old lady walked into the room we were currently in. She seemed to be holding a plate of some sort because she dropped it as soon as she saw us and screamed.
"Who are you!" she shrieked "What are you doing in my house!"
Instantly Dean and Sam hid their weapons behind their back, so I did the same, while Sam began to apologize and explain how this was all a misunderstanding. As he did that my eyes began to wander to the broken plate on the floor, and I noticed something I hadn`t before: blood. There were smears of blood on the plate part that were now dripping onto the floor. Holy Shiz.
Slowly, I nudged Sam and gestured towards the blood and his eyes lit up with understanding. In one swift movement, he stopped explaining, pulled out his holy water bottle and threw some at the old lady. She began to scream as her skin burned and boiled, and Dean quickly dashed towards her with knife in hand. Just as he was about to kill her, the demon waved her hand and both Winchesters were thrown against the wall. As they struggled to get up, the demons eyes turned on me, and I ever so innocently smiled.
"So erm as Sam was saying..." I took a step back "This is all just some misunderstanding."
The demon didn`t reply, instead she waved her hand and a bookshelf in the corner came flying at me. Adrenaline and instinct kicked in because next thing I know I`m rolling o the floor trying to get away from it.
"The Winchesters could be useful alive." she muttered "But you? I don`t think it matters."
I was a bit offended but I decided I`d bitch about it later, preferably when I don`t have furniture being hurled at me. This time a TV came flying and I barely managed to side step. Realizing I couldn`t keep this up much longer, I pulled out my gun and shot at her twice, she didn`t even flinch.
Finally it seemed the Winchesters had regained their senses, because Dean was once again charging at her, but with another wave of her hand both of them were pinned against the wall.
"This is why I wanted a real weapon!" I yelled.
"Consider it noted." Dean replied.
I was distracted for a second and hadn`t realized the lamp coming at me until it slammed into my chest. I was thrown back and for a moment and couldn`t breathe. Gasping, I struggled to sit up just in time to see the Demon walking towards me, a twisted smile on her face. So much for sweet old ladies.
Suddenly an idea hit me like a brick, demons can be exorcised, and thanks to my 'obsession' of Supernatural, I`ve got it memorized. Grinning to myself I began to say: " Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus -"
I was interrupted as she shrieked and charged at me, I managed to dodge by scrambling away. Once a fair distance was created I continued to recite it: the demon began to flinch and freeze on the spot, yelling in frustration as her face inclined upwards.
I continued to recite, until finally I said the last few words: "te rogamus, audi nos."
She screamed one last time as black smoke shot out of her mouth and swirled around the house before finally subsiding. The adrenaline in my body was also subsiding, and my heart beat grew calmer as I saw Dean and Sam walking towards me, looking pretty impressed.
"Where`d you learn that?" Sam asked.
"Oh you know." I grinned "This weird little show called Supernatural."
"Well, beers on me." Dean smiled.
Lucifer C:
When I think I`ve fallen as far as possible, I find myself even further.
At this very moment in time I was trapped in any devils worst nightmare. The change room of a shopping mall. Ella was currently inside the stall, trying on different pairs of clothing while I sat outside and waited for the torturing slow day to pass. Quietly I wondered how hell was doing without me, heck I haven`t even dropped by to tell them I`m back. According to rumors, Crowley`s probably sitting on my throne at this very moment, and to my surprise I could care less.
I mean eventually I`ll reclaim what`s mine, and the apocalypse... well I might tweak it, but it needs to happen. I can`t let some stupid human change the plans I`ve spent my eternity preparing, now could I?
"How`s this one?" Ella suddenly stepped out of the fitting room wearing dark jeans and a black T-shirt with the words: 'Did you fall from Heaven? Cause so did Satan.'
Instantly I burst out into laughter.
"Humans can be pretty amusing." I grinned.
"More the reason not to wipe us all out, Lucy." she commented with a smirk then went back into the stall.
"I`m Lucy now?" I leaned back in my chair.
"Well you did refer to yourself as that in an episode once." she said from within the stall "And it does make you sound a lot less scarier."
"Perfect, just what I needed." I rolled my eyes.
"So where do you get all the money from anyways?" she asked.
"Hell has one... hell of an income." I reply with a smirk.
As I waited I couldn`t help but think about the plans I had, and why the hell I was even taking the bratty human shopping? Sure I needed her to stay alive so the amulet would restore me, which should be done by any day now. But she doesn`t need new clothes to stay alive, or all the bath products and accessories she bought. Heck she doesn`t really need anything but food and water to keep breathing.
So why am I so alright with taking her shopping? Why the heck am I starting to enjoy myself? Why am I acting like this? Shaking my head, I tried to get a hold of my thoughts but they continued to go wild. She makes me act so different, she distracts me from my goals and she has this strange effect on me. I can`t let this stand, I need to stop this from happening. But I don`t want too.
Goddamnit.
Once we were finally done with that and I had paid for everything, I was more than ready to toss her back at the house so I can finally get some real work done, which would include something like leveling a whole city.
"Alright time to go!" my enthusiasm was clear in my voice.
"Erm Lucy?" she tugged at my sleeve, which I pulled away and glanced down at her "I`m thirsty."
"No, you can`t be." I blinked at her "You drank water last night."
"Yeah that`s kind of the thing." did she just roll her eyes at me... "Getting thirsty is a repetitive thing, so how about we go to that cafe."
She pointed at a small shop within the mall, the sign read: Internet Cafe.
"Fine." I shrugged "Humans though... you`re so difficult."
"Yeah we`re the worst." she grinned and walked ahead of me.
After a few minutes she was sitting at one of the cafes tables with a cup of coffee while I sat across from her, playing with a napkin. Don`t judge, I get bored too...
"Oh wait a second!" she suddenly piped up.
"Mm?" I replied, trying to fold the napkin into a swan.
"I forgot a bracelet in that changing stall." she explained "Could you go get it?"
"Which stall?"
"Don`t remember, check them all."
"As if I`m just going to leave you here alone." I rolled my eyes, how stupid does this human think I am?
"It`s not like I can go anywhere." she replied innocently "No phone, no money, heck I don`t even know where I am. Besides you can zap back anytime, it`ll only take you a minute."
"It`s just a bracelet.." I argued, to be honest I was kind of lazy at the moment.
"Not leaving without it." she folded her arms.
"Yes you are." I folded my own.
"Nope." did she just stick her tongue out at me?
"Yes!" I stuck my own tongue out, gosh I`m acting so childish.
"Can`t make me." she raised an eyebrow and gave me a challenging smirk.
"Yes I can." I smirked as well, pretty sure I had just won this pathetic argument "One snap of my finger and your ass will be back in that house."
"Oh, so you can do all that? But you can`t snap those stupid fingers and get me my freaking bracelet back?"
"I can. I just don`t see why I have too."
"Because I`m asking nicely?"
"This is nicely?" I scoffed.
"It`s as nice as it gets." she shrugged "Now come on, please?"
Next thing I know I`m looking into big puppy dog eyes and a pleading expression, complete with an adorable pout. I probably shouldn`t care, but I couldn`t take those eyes, why the hell is she making me so emotionally weak?
"Fine..." I groaned, and zapped back into the clothing store.
Ella
So far I had realized that there was no way I could call Quinn, considering I didn`t have my phone. But there was once chance of getting in touch with her. Email. I wasn`t sure if Quinn would have made herself an account on all these things but I knew she would have considered the possibility of me getting a hold of a laptop and contacting her. So if she did, she`d probably use the same account name and everything so I`d be able to find her, right?
Crossing my fingers, and noting the time, I opened up made a quick account from scratch and searched for her email address: it existed. Instantly I began to type out an explanation, along with the location: which was just Nicks house, hopefully the Winchesters would be able to track down the estate of the actual vessels owner.
As I clicked the send button and waited, I felt a pang of guilt for what I was doing. Truly there was no bracelet, but it would give me a few minutes to do this. In a strange sense I didn`t even know why I was doing this, I kind of didn`t want to betray him like this, but common sense told me it wasn`t a good idea to become the devils bunk buddy, so here goes.
Quinn
Once back in the bunker, Sam leant me his laptop, lately I had been using it too. I even made accounts on all sorts of social media sites in case Ella could contact me on it. Of course I used the same names as in our dimension so she`d be able to find me. And it seemed that was a good idea, because I had an email notification. My eyes widened as I clicked on it, pulling up the email and reading it over twice.
Hey Quinny!
Guess what, I`m alive! Yay...
Anyways I don`t have much time, Lucy could be back any minute, but the point is I`m alright for now. FOR NOW. So if you don`t mind a rescue wouldn`t hurt. He`s keeping me at Nicks house, you know his vessel: Nick. So I hope Dean and Sam can track down the guys house and come get me. But take your time, lol, I`m actually pretty sure I ain`t in risk of dying anytime soon. Thing is the amulet takes time, and his powers aren`t fully restored, so he needs me to stick around until he`s all juiced up. Oh and if you`re wondering how I got a hold of a computer, well it`s cause I`m currently in an internet cafe. No, I didn`t escape. Lucy took me to one... god what`s wrong with the world? Anyways, yeah, now you know where I am, so see you soon?
Is it just me or am I waaaay too calm for this situation. Meh.
- Ella
If I had something in my mouth right now, I`d probably have spat it out by now. Getting up from my chair I glanced at Sam and Dean who were speaking in hushed whispers on the table.
"GUYS!" I shrieked, and they both stared at me like I was crazy "I KNOW WHERE SHE IS!"
"Wait really?" Dean looked confused.
"How?" Sam asked as well.
"Email." I said matter-of-factly "Okay so you guys know that Lucifers vessel is a guy named Nick right? Well they`re at Nicks house."
"Awesome..." Dean glanced at Sam.
"I`ll get on it." Sam replied, taking the laptop from my hands and typing furiously. A few minutes passed before he placed the machine down and turned to us with a determined smile.
"Found it."
"Great, I`m driving." Dean added.
"When are you not driving?" I rolled my eyes.
"Apparently when I`m in hell." Dean muttered and looked at Sam.
"Well what did you want me to do with the impala?" Sam replied innocently "You weren`t exactly there."
