I stopped at a payphone along the way. I had to take a risk, at this point. I had to try. I called Castiel's phone first. It rung twice, and went straight to voice mail. "You have reached my voice mail, so try and make your voice… a mail." A beep, and I reached in my pocket. I still had that rock. That was the one thing, through all of this, that I had kept on me. It was as warm as his hand was when I held it.
"Cas, it's me, Kylie." I let out a small breath. "I know you're alive, and I'm insanely grateful for that. But the people I was running with, the Men of Letters… They're bad news, Cas. They're awful and they're coming after us and if that wasn't bad enough, Lucifer is back in play, so…" I shook my head. "I know it's a lot of information, and I know I'm not explaining it well, but I don't have a lot of time. They're looking for me, all of them." I took a breath in this time, steadying my nerves. "But the long story short is that if you've got an eye on Kelly, you need to do something to protect her now before Lucifer comes, much less the Brits. I'm sorry I can't say more, I have to go. I love you." I hung up quickly, rooting around to put more money in and dial another number. Sam's. Sam would answer.
"Sam can't talk right now cause he's waxing... Like everything but leave message." Dean's voice, but Sam's voicemail. In the background, I could hear Sam shout. "Dean ! Dean what are you doing with my phone?!" Beep.
"Sam, I need you and Dean to run." I said. "The Men of Letters are bad news, really bad news, and Lucifer is back out in the world. I don't have time, I have to keep going. I'm going to call Dean and your mom. Watch out for your mom. She… She might not be herself. She might be really bad." I'd read on their plans for Mary if she wouldn't cooperate, and it only made me hate Bevell even more. "Get her out of there. Get on the phone with every Hunter you know and tell them that the Men of Letters are bad news, and that Lucifer is on the Earth. I'll call again when I can. I have to go." I hung up, and paid for another call. Dean's phone.
"This is Dean's other, other, other phone, so you must know what to do." Another beep. I left him almost the exact same message that I did for Sam, adding on again that I needed one of them to call me somehow or answer when I did call so I knew that they were alive. I hung up before I could worry anymore, steeling my nerves before I called Mary.
"Hello?" Her voice was calm as she answered, the first actual answer I'd gotten.
"Mary?!" I let out a sigh of relief. "Oh that GOD!"
"Kylie?"
"Yeah, it's me. I'm not dead or whatever the Men of Letters told you happened to me." I said. "I'm out, I'm about, I'm stateside even, and you need to get out of there yourself. They're bad news, Mary. They're really bad news and Lucifer is out and it's all a big mess right now but the important part is that you need to run. Don't take anything they gave you. Don't tell anyone you're leaving. Just RUN and find Sam and Dean. They're not answering their phones."
"Of course they're not answering." Mary replied, her voice just as calm as when she'd answered. "They're dead."
I almost dropped the phone. No. No, they couldn't be dead.
"What happened?"
"Ketch and I locked them and Lady Bevell in the Bunker." She said. "That was yesterday. They'll be dead by tomorrow."
"You…" I stopped, realizing what had happened. "They got to you. They did the mind thing on you."
"They freed me." She stated. "They made me better, made me uninhibited."
"They brainwashed you, Mary." I argued. "And I know the real you is in there somewhere."
"You'll see soon enough." She replied. "Thank you for letting us know you were alive and in the United States. I'm certain Ketch and Dr. Hess will love to hear that information."
"Mary, don't." I begged. "Don't do this."
"See you soon, Kylie!" She sounded… like her voice was happy, but a hollow and dead sort of happy as she hung up, leaving me staring at a dial tone. I acted quickly, pouring as much money as I could in to calling every single number I had for Sam or Dean.
"This is Sam, leave a voicemail." Beep.
"Leave your name, number, and nightmare at the tone." Beep.
"This is my voice mail, so make your voice… a mail." Beep.
"This is Sam's other phone, leave a message." Beep.
"This is Dean, you know what to do." Beep.
"This is Claire! Leave a message!" Beep.
"This is my voice mail, so make your voice… a mail." Beep.
"Detective Smith, leave your name, number, and reason for calling." Beep.
"This is Dean's other phone. Leave a message." Beep.
"This is my voice mail, so make your voice… a mail." Beep.
Eventually I couldn't call anymore. I was getting sick of hearing nothing but beeps and I had to keep going, but I also had to weigh my options. I didn't have a key to the Bunker anymore. I couldn't teleport in. The spells to keep people like me out… They'd kill me if I made one wrong move at cracking them. I went through every possible scenario that I could think of to try and save them, and the truth remained the same.
It was a good day's drive to Sam and Dean, not including stops for gas or getting pulled over for speeding. Even if I got there, there was no guarantee I could get in. I hadn't studied the defense mechanisms enough to even stand a chance at breaking them, and even then Mary had said that they'd sealed the doors. That meant shutting off the main life support systems. With three of them…
Dead tomorrow was if they killed Bevell off the bat to conserve air. Dead tomorrow was if they hadn't been doing anything to try and get out.
Dead tomorrow wasn't something I could beat.
I roared with rage, slamming the phone back in to its holster. This wasn't happening. I wasn't out for nothing. They couldn't win. This all wasn't happening. It was just… It was too much.
For a moment, I wanted to run again. I had money. I had ingredients. I had food. I could run. I could hide. I could never be found, if I didn't want to be.
But I couldn't do that. There was too much at stake. If I did that, then everyone would be dying for nothing. Crowley dead for nothing. Rowena dead for nothing. T.J. dead for nothing. Mrs. Tran, Mick, Mary, probably Eileen at this point, Sam and Dean…
Cas, eventually.
Everyone would be dead if I ran, and they would be dead for nothing. If I kept going, I could at least make their deaths count for something.
I gritted my teeth, hopping in the car. Nobody was answering. Nobody was coming. It was just… me.
I resumed my course towards the Compound, the engine roaring to life as I gritted my teeth. They knew I was alive. They knew I was in the US. They'd be looking for me, and expecting me to run.
The last thing they'd expect was for me to show up there.
The last thing they'd think was for me to attack them.
The last thing they were going to see were fire and flames and bullets reigned down on them. I was going to ensure it.
A few hours down the road I stopped at another payphone, and made one more call. Ketch. He answered before the first ring finished.
"Kylie, I presume. What a lovely surprise!" He cheered. "We missed you! Are you alright? You gave us quite a scare when you disappeared."
"Kiss my ass, Ketch." I gritted out.
"Ouch. That actually hurt."
"Stow the limey manners crap." I stated. "I know now. I know everything."
"Then you know that your days are numbered." He replied. "I like you, you had potential, so I'll be frank. No matter your potential, you're still a monster. That is all you will ever be. So find a nice way to live out your last days, or do us a favor and end them yourself. Less paperwork on our part." I stood there in silence for a moment, choosing exactly what I wanted to say. "Kylie?" He tried. "I hope I haven't hurt your feelings."
"Do you know why I called?" I finally asked, calming myself.
"I presumed it was because you were ready to surrender or because of some undeniable idiotic attempt to say hello." He answered.
"Because I'm not afraid." I said. "Of you. Of the Men of Letters. Of anything you all could do to me. I have nothing left, now. No Sam and Dean, no Castiel," better to protect him than to give him away. "No Crowley, no T.J., no Mrs. Tran, nobody. Do you know what that means?"
"Quite frankly I don't."
"It means I have nothing left to lose." I replied. I let that sit in his mind for a moment before I continued, my voice still the same level of calm as it was before. "I have nobody to hold me back and tell me not to do something. I have nothing left that you can take from me. All I have is my own will and determination and fight, and do you want to know what I've found from that?" I didn't even give him a chance to reply before I spoke again. "I've found that there isn't anything I can think of to stop me from destroying you and everything you care about, much less the organization you work for." He didn't say anything, and I smiled a little bit. "Watch your back, Ketch. You're going to burn. You and everything else."
I hung up, unable to fight the smile on my face. I knew he wouldn't tell anyone. He was too prideful to.
I smiled as I hopped back in the car.
Revenge was coming. I could feel it.
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Hey everyone, WriKai here! So I've got a question for all of you. With the introduction of Bizarro World and alternate versions of some characters (Including the confirmation of Kevin making a re-appearance in Bizarro-Earth), would any of you like to see Bizarro Kylie and Kevin and Bobby and different things that played out in that universe? Message or comment or whatever with responses and such, I'd love some feedback on this idea and whether it'd be worth actually posting out. Thank you all for sticking with me!
I'm sorry that updates used to be sporadic, life got kinda sorta hectic, but I've got it on a weekly schedule now that I think is definitely better, as well as future plans already in the works for continuing with the new season (Like the possible alt-univ. option). Hope everyone is still enjoying these!
