The song here is "Kings and Queens" by Aerosmith

Kings and Queens

Jesse was pacing and the demons were revealing a bit of doubt and panic. Metatron hadn't returned with a confirmation that he and the angels would also attack Hell. Their young Cambion had sent someone out to see what was going on and even that one hadn't returned. Jesse was losing patience and even Hal seemed worried, despite his efforts to keep everyone calm.

Hal walked up to Jesse and attempted to reassure him.

"Our plan will still work." Hal said and Jesse shook his head.

"Something's wrong." He replied, knowing that something was off. He didn't know exactly what, but he had a gut feeling. "Where's that damn scout?" he asked and at that moment, there was noise, like someone opening the very creaking door to the abandoned building. Someone had arrived and all other demons grew silent.

Jesse turned and walked down the abandoned building to meet with the others. The scout was in the center of the room with all the other demons standing near the walls, as if to not be close to their fellow demon. They knew that if he didn't have some good news, he was a dead demon.

The scout seemed nervous and Jesse was already feeling irritated.

"What happened?" he asked and the demon swallowed hard and looked at the dirt ground.

"Metatron is back in Heaven." He said and couldn't look up to meet Jesse's angry eyes. "The angels are inactive and it would seem they have abandoned the idea of killing hybrids." He added and Jesse clenched his jaw and balled his hands into fists.

"What of the one leading the hybrid killing?" Jesse asked with a tone of frustration.

"Missing." The demon replied and that seemed to be the extent of his knowledge. He tried to slowly back up to blend into the crowd of demons, but they all knew Jesse was pissed off. Whether it was at the messenger or the angels for bailing out, it didn't matter. A Cambion was enraged and, regardless of his weak powers, he could unleash damage. The other demons still kept their distance.

Hal approached Jesse and whispered into his ear.

"This will still work. Lucifer will be King and you'll be powerful." he said and, at that moment, Jesse felt strangely human. Any boldness and devious ideas he had seemed to sink under the surface and he felt like an innocent child with a snake whispering in his ear.

Could it be that this was all Hal's idea and Jesse was merely his puppet?

Hal clasped his hand on Jesse's shoulder and it chased away that strange feeling. Jesse glanced over and reclaimed that boldness and deviousness. He wanted to release Lucifer. He was going to release Lucifer and have the life he should have had.

"We're infiltrating Hell now, while we still have a chance." Jesse said. He didn't dare say it out loud, but he was hoping that the witch Rowena would be of some use, as well as their demons on the inside. The angels would no longer serve as one of his distractions. He should have infiltrated Hell while he still had them. However, the angels had their own agenda, so it was unlikely that the plan made with Metatron would have worked out.

The demons roared with anticipation and they awaited Jesse to lead them on. Chrissy cheered and looked at him, batting her eyes as if she was his personal cheerleader.

"Now, someone find me a way into Hell and we'll bring this party to Crowley." He said and Hal lead the way. They left the abandoned building and went outside. Hal took one of many Angel Blades from one of the demons and cut into his palm so that he could drop blood on the ground. Judging by the agony that the Angel Blade gave Hal, which was simply cutting the flesh open, it was a significant weapon to deliver pain.

Hal eventually created a strange sigil and he had gone over it once more so that it didn't just look like droplets of blood in a pattern. When the sigil was complete, Hal spoke some words unknown to Jesse and there was a glow that appeared over the sigil, like a circle of light.

"A little trick we demons do to get in and out of Hell if we want to travel in our vessels." Hal said and then the demons began going through the portal. "Not only that, but for you, the only other option would be a Devil's Gate and that's just a pain in the ass." Hal said and gestured for Jesse to go in next.

When they all arrived in Hell, they could hear the howls of Hellhounds echoing. It was difficult to say where the Hellhounds were and Hal nudged Jesse forward.

"They're Crowley's alarms. He knew something was up and now he knows we've brought the rebellion home." Hal said, looking a little stressed. "We've got to get a move on." He added and they quickly made their way into Hell. Chrissy stayed with them and pushed her way into running beside Jesse.

The demons knew what to do; the goal was to get Jesse to Lucifer's cage. A few remained with him, in case they had to protect him, but their goal was to have Crowley and his demons chase them far away from the cage.

There were endless corridors and, so far, Jesse had no problems. He could hear Hellhounds and demons, but eventually the sounds of the rebellion were being drowned out by the silence of the deepest parts of Hell. No one was there and it made him believe no one was guarding Lucifer's cage. It was perfect.

Hal was leading the way, scouting and checking once in a while on Jesse like a bodyguard, while the others had him surrounded in some sort of Roman battle strategy. They glanced down several corridors, which were starting to look like a labyrinth, and still nothing. It was eerily silent and empty.

It made the demons confident, but Jesse was beginning to feel like something was wrong. He tried to stop so he could think, but the demons ushered him forward. Was he the only one second guessing? It was like feeling strangely human all over again. Was this idea of unleashing Lucifer really his or that of the demons?

As they were getting closer to the deepest part where the cage could be found, the corridors seemed untouched. They were dark and mildewed, cold and unnerving. Entering this place made every hair on Jesse stand up and made his heart beat hard in his chest. He could sense darkness and evil. It was no wonder no one came down here.

Not only did he sense evil, but he sensed something within stirring. As he neared Lucifer's cage, he could sense that familiar feeling of his Cambion powers. It wasn't as strong as he remembered, mostly because Lucifer was still in his cage, but it meant he was getting closer.

At that moment, the demons slowed down, as if sensing something was indeed wrong. Jesse could feel it and he couldn't understand; how could he only sense it now? It appeared out of nowhere and it was just as eerie as the corridor they were in, just as dark as nearing Lucifer's cage. What was this?

"This is going to suck." Chrissy whispered, but because it was so silent, everyone heard her loud and clear.

Suddenly, a low pitch growl echoed, and out of the darkness ahead of them, red eyes began to glow. It slowly approached, bearing its long fangs and Jesse's breath caught in his throat. This was a Hellhound, but the biggest he's ever seen. Its paws were huge and he watched as drool dripped from its long fangs. It was fierce and fearsome… and staring right at Jesse.

The demons tried to back out of the corridor, but then off to the sides, two more pair of glowing red eyes appeared from the shadows. The demons turned and a fourth pair of glowing red eyes appeared out of the darkness. Suddenly, they were surrounded by shadows and Hellhounds. It felt as if the darkness was spreading, about to swallow them whole.

"Go!" Hal said, as he suddenly pushed Jesse forward, just before the largest Hellhound jumped, immediately tearing into Hal's throat, gushing blood; spewing like a broken fire hydrant. Chrissy shouted the same thing as a Hellhound bit into her ankle and dragged her into the shadows.

Jesse ran forward as the Hellhounds tore into his demons like chew toys. The shadows seemed to retract and the corridor was clear, despite the darkness that was already part of it.

He saw an entrance to a large darkened room and he didn't slow down. He ran into and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a large cage in the center of a circular room. It was entirely empty, even the cage was empty and Jesse's heart raced, causing his chest to feel like he was being squeezed.

Jesse could feel his powers stirring within, but he couldn't understand that the cage was empty. That's when a crazy idea hit him; this has to be an illusion. The Hellhounds haven't chased after him and the room was empty. Something wasn't right.

He focused on shattering whatever illusion this was, and he could feel it working. He could see the room shift and there was some flickering glow, like light from torches on the circular wall. He continued to focus and soon the illusion was fading. He could see light and figures standing in the room.

Suddenly, the illusion faded completely and it took him by surprise because he hadn't done it. He looked up and the figures were clear to see, all staring at him… and still the cage was empty.

"Jesse Turner." A short and dark, well dressed, man said in a raspy accented voice. He stood in place with his hands in his pockets. That was obviously the King of Hell, Crowley. "Welcome, you trespassing fleshling." He added and Jesse glanced at the others around the room. Most were demons, but one of them wasn't and judging by her appearance, that was the witch Rowena, standing by some painted sigils on the bottom of the cage. He couldn't see Lucifer because he was hidden by a spell.

He glanced around and his eyes lingered on another female, but she was the most interesting creature in the room. Staring into her eyes, he found something familiar and when he recognized it, his breath caught in his throat once again.

The Cambion Queen of Hell and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Shouldn't make plans with a deadbeat angel." she said with a sinister smile, giving Jesse the feeling that she was behind Metatron returning to Heaven and Micah going missing.