This chapter was hard to write o-o because Ella`s second part made me feel sad and it was kinda emotional for me XD (which makes no sense, because it really isn`t that emotional of a chapter) Anyways, I`ve done it so yay :3 and thanks to those of you who reviewed, it means a lot, I was literally squealing with excitement when I realized I had new reviews. So pleaseeeee review this story, it means the world to me.
Anyways, to those of you who are concerned about which direction this story is headed by the end of this chapter. Well then I remind you to look at the description summary and have faith XD (hint, hint.)
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Ella
Sam, Dean, Quinn and I had stopped at a burger place to get lunch during our drive back to the bunker, I still hadn`t have breakfast so I for one was starving. As we waited for our orders, Sam and Dean were bickering about cowboy movies while Quinn lazily glanced out the window. My attention though was stuck on the small TV in the corner of the room, there was no volume but the headlines read: Random Freak Weather taking over the continent.
The screen showed videos of hurricanes, storms, flooding and even a few earthquakes and tsunamis. Anyone could tell this isn`t natural, and I had a sneaking suspicion of what, or who the source was. For a moment I wondered if Lucifer was throwing this tantrum because he missed me, but then I thought better and guessed he was just pissed because he was still missing a few powers. After all the amulet never finished restoring him, and currently I was toying with it, in a sense it felt like the only piece of him I had.
Which made no sense, because I really shouldn`t care about him or the stupid amulet. So why did I? Why did watching his rage hurt me so much, it felt as if I could feel his pain, which brought me to ask, why would he even be pained? Like mad or pissed I could understand, but he probably wouldn`t feel any hurt over losing the amulet, right?
Gosh when did the world stop making sense?
"So Ella?" Quinn asked as our food was delivered "What was it like? I know you fan girl over him in the show all the time, but I bet the real life experience wasn`t as fabulous?"
"You have no idea.." I smirked a little "So how were Dean and Sam?"
We both glanced at the two brothers, Dean was tearing into his burger while Sam looked mildly disgusted.
"Oh girl you wouldn`t believe it." she squealed a little "I had hunter training with Sam, and we even went on a hunt. Oh gosh you should`ve seen it, I exorcised a demon. A freaking demon! Speaking of which, we met Crowley on the way to you."
"Oh, what was he like?"
"Same as in the show." she smirked "British and sassy."
We both laughed a little.
"So that email you sent was pretty chill." Quinn continued "What`s up with that?"
"Eh, surprisingly Satan`s a pretty chill type of guy." I smiled sheepishly "When he`s not torturing, murdering, or burying you under snow."
"Snow?"
"We had a snowball fight in northern Canada."
"Who won?" it was Dean who asked, and I hadn't realized the brothers were listening in on the conversation.
"Lucy." I replied.
"Damn." Dean scowled a little "Was so sure you`d kick Satan`s ass."
"Nah." Quinn smirked "That`s what we have you two for."
"Wait..." I felt the guilty sensation again "You`re going to try and kill him?"
"We can`t just let him go Ella, he`s the devil after all. We`ve got people to save." Sam replied.
"I know..." I ran a hand through my hair "I just need some air."
On that note I stood up and headed towards the restaurants exit. Quinn glanced at me worriedly, but the brothers shrugged it off and continued to eat as I stepped outside into the cold city air. By now we were miles and miles away from Nicks house, not that it mattered because I didn`t plan on going back. That was completely out of the question and I knew that, but still my body and mind ached.
Lucifer C:
I walked in on Crowley as he was torturing someone, I had heard the screaming a mile away. He was dressed in his little apron, and seemed pretty startled when I charged in. He raised an eyebrow and placed his bloody knife on the table beside him.
"And what do I owe the-"
"Where are the Winchesters?" I half growled, half yelled "I can`t track them. Why can`t I track them?"
"They`re probably using some special warding." Crowley shrugged.
"Then why are you here and not out there searching for them!?" I sneered, I lose my sense of humor when I`m pissed.
"Don`t get your-" he was about to say something but thought better and instead replied: "I`ve organized your demons, their searching and reporting into me, once we find the boys I`ll let you know."
"That`s not good enough." the ground quaked a little from my anger and Crowley furrowed his brows.
"Didn`t know you cared so much." he muttered "Did they snatch that amulet of yours?"
"What amulet...?"
"The amulet."
Suddenly it hit me: they had taken the amulet, my only chance of restoration, but I didn`t really care about that thing. Which was weird, if I didn`t give a damn about the amulet, then why was I so furious? Why did it feel like something was missing?
"Right, right." I folded my arms and pinched the bridge of my nose in stress "What`s with the guy in the chair?" I suddenly glanced at the bloody man tied to the chair: his torture victim "Didn`t know you were into bondage Crowley." finally the humors back...
"Not likely." he snorted "This son of a bitch grouped up with some other cross road demons who have been going back on their contracts. If there`s one thing I don`t stand for, it`s breaking the bloody rules. And if he`d just tell me the name of his companion, I`ll gladly kill him quickly."
The demon in the chair inhaled sharply but kept quiet.
"You know Crowley." I smirked and walked up to the demon in the chair "Torture was never your strong point."
"I beg to differ." Crowley looked offended.
Rolling my eyes, I placed a finger on the side of the demons forehead, and it began to vibrate at a furious speed until it was drilling into the side of his head, tearing through all the right nerves and arteries. In a matter of seconds he was a screaming mess.
"GAH! I`LL TALK, I`LL TALK!" the demon cried out "STOP! STOP! I`LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING I KNOW! PLEASE JUST AGHCKAA!"
Smirking to myself, I pulled my finger out, wiping it on Crowleys apron. He frowned then replied: "Didn`t need the help."
"You're welcome." I muttered "Now find me those damn Winchesters."
"How do you know it`s the Winchesters that stole the amulet?" Crowley asked plainly.
"Who else would it be?" I replied "Besides I sensed Sams presence at the house. Just find them." I turned to walk away.
"A moment, if you`d please." Crowley stopped me and pulled out his phone "We can just do things the modern way."
He dialled in a number then lifted the phone to his ear.
"Yes, hello, it`s Crowley... no, no... dark suit, black hair, exquisitely charming personality?... yes that`s right, I`m that Crowley, love. Alright now I need a favour... yes, yes I understand, anyways it`s a black impala, the license plate says... oh, really?... I`ll text it to you then, find it quickly, it`s urgent."
On that note he closed his phone and looked up at me.
"You`re welcome."
Ella
Quinn and I were sharing a motel room, while Sam and Dean took the one next door. The plan was to get back to the bunker before deciding our next move, which Quinn and I knew may involve sending us home. But my mind at least was already made up: I wasn`t going anywhere, and knowing Quinn: I knew she felt the same.
During the day Quinn had already told me all about what Crowley had said. The amulet was restoring the goodness in him, and I was witness to that, I saw him doing things that were completely out of character and made no sense. And in a way, I cared about that, I cared about him, and god I hate admitting it: even to myself. Fan-girling over him when he was just a character in a TV show was one thing, but now after spending the time I have with him in real life... it just feels more... real.
Now I was lying in one of the two beds in the room and trying to find sleep. At first it seemed hard but in a few minutes I found myself drifting into the darkness.
Suddenly the scenery changed and I was in this strange empty void. It seemed like space, I could see deep red galaxy-like clouds drifting through the darkness followed along with a few white wisps that seemed like stars. It was also hot, like seriously hot, I felt like I would melt, I could feel my skin burning up and I wanted to scream but I couldn`t move.
"Look at what you`ve done." a feminine and familiar voice whispered "It was one thing when we thought it was fake, but now that you know it`s true Ella... how could you? Traitor."
"Don`t listen to her..." now a masculine and sinister voice was speaking "You`ve seen the true side of me, I`m not what they think. This is real, and you know the truth Ella. Is it that bad?"
"Are you insane?" the feminine voice was back "He`s called the freaking devil for a reason, what`s wrong with you? He`ll kill you without a second thought, stop playing a fool."
"You and I know you're not the fool." now it was the masculine voices turn "You`re clever, smart and cunning, you know the actual reasons behind me, and you know I`m just a victim too."
"He`s twisting and turning you into something you`re not." the voice was feminine again "From the beginning of time people have feared him, have avoided him, have shunned him. Don`t you think there`s a reason behind that? Please, don`t tell me you`re this stupid."
"It`s true, from the beginning of time I`ve been alone. You won`t let that continue, right? I trust you, don`t you trust me? We`ve bonded, that`s clear. Don`t do this. That feeling in the pit of your stomach, that aching sensation in your heart and that clogging feeling your throat. You know it`s from the guilt, and why are you guilty? Because you know what you did wasn`t right, so stop making these mistakes. Don`t run from me."
"You`re a good person Ella, but if you choose wrongly you will face the consequences. Your instincts are telling you to defend him, but do you really think you can accept and stand by his choices? When he chooses to destroy us all, will you stand by him? Could you really do that to us? He`s using you Ella! Just stop thinking of it like an option, it isn`t something you should be thinking about. It`s obviously clear what decision you have to make, so make it."
There were so many things I wanted to say, ask and scream, but my lips wouldn`t move and the burning only grew more intense. I could hear a faint laugh in the background and inwardly shuddered until finally the scenery changed and I was sitting in a clearing. There was gray concrete under me and my surroundings were made up of broken, shattered and burned buildings. There were random fires in the streets, spilled trash on the sidewalk, and broken glass littering the floor. There wasn`t a single person in sight and the smell of death and decay hung in the air.
"Gorgeous, isn`t it?" a familiar voice said from behind me, and I turned to find Lucifer standing with his arms folded; a proud smile on his face.
"Where`s everyone...?" I asked slowly "What did you do..?"
"What do you think?" he raised an eyebrow and seemed amused "Did you really think you could talk me out of the apocalypse? Please, you petty, stupid, little human. You think I give a shit about what you have to say? Your opinions and ideals mean nothing to me."
"But I thought..."
"Oh shut up." he rolled his eyes and flicked his hand, and before I knew it I was thrown across the street. Gasping in pain, I crawled onto my knees and stared at him with newfound fear "I thought it was very clear human, I was using you. Hell, you don`t even matter. This is all about that amulet, that`s the only reason you ever lived as long as you did. But now that I don`t need it anymore; you no longer need to live."
I just blinked at him, lost for words.
"Did you really think I`d keep you around?" now he was laughing "Oh you really are stupid. Do you think I actually cared? That all those things we did together ever mattered? You were and always will be nothing to me. And guess what? I can prove it."
He smirked a little and my body writhed in pain as I felt the ground crack underneath me, and bluish white flames surrounded me. I screamed out, but they were quickly muffled as I felt a burning sensation eat away at me until I couldn`t bare it any longer. The world went dark and the last thing I heard was his laughter.
Screaming, I sat up in my bed, sweating intensely as my heart hammered against my chest. Quinn suddenly shot out of bed too, looking at me with wild eyes.
"What`s wrong?!" Quinn yelled, sounding worried as ever.
Once again I couldn`t reply, I just stared at the bed covers under me, breathing deeply and shaking a little.
"Ella...?" Quinn got out of her bed and sat down beside me "What happened? Are you okay?"
"Peachy..." I muttered, finally managing to speak "Bad dream.. that`s all."
"Are you sure?" Quinn placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Positive." I shook it off and threw myself back into bed.
Quinn sighed a little and went back to her own bed, in a matter of seconds everything was back to normal and I could hear her snoring again. As soon as I knew she was asleep, I sat up, curling into the beds headboard. I couldn`t possibly sleep again, not if I`d see something like that again. But it was true wasn`t it? It was all true... right?
Quinn
I woke up extra early today for one reason and one reason only.
Before heading out the motel rooms door, I made sure Ella was asleep, and considering she didn`t turn around or ask me anything: I presumed she was sleeping. So quietly I unlocked the motels room and slipped into the hallway, then took a three second walk to the door next door. I knocked and no one answered. This was expected, so I continued to knock until finally a tired looking Sam opened it up and looked at me with exhaustion.
"Hey Sam." I smiled a little and pushed around him, getting inside to see Dean still lying in bed.
"Quinn?" Sam responded, closing the door "What are you doing? What time is it?"
"We`ve got to talk." I replied quickly shaking Dean awake.
"Huh, what?" Dean opened his eyes "Breakfast?"
"Not yet." I rolled my eyes "Get up."
He turned around and continued to doze off, but I pulled away his pillow and blanket, and he just gave me a look. But then with a sigh he sat up in bed, Sam also took a seat on the other bed.
"What`s going on?" the taller Winchester finally asked.
"Well." I clasped my hands together and smiled a little "I want in."
"In on what?" Sam continued.
"Taking down the devil." I continued to smirk "So tell me boys, what`s the plan?"
