Akuma's P.O.V.
"Is there anything that we can hunt down?" I asked, walking into the room. I placed a box of beer on the table and sat down across from Alice. Taking one of the bottles and popping it open, taking a long swig to calm my nerves. I'd been feeling off and nervous ever since I saw the place where Ava was taken.
"No." Alice called back, her voice was a mixture of a sigh and a growl. I glanced over to her, concerned. Though my face obviously held another kind of expression by the look that Alice gave me. "Are you doing okay?" The boys had gone to do a grocery shop, even though I had just gone out to get beer, I wasn't really in the mood to eat anything. I made a quick glance around the room just to make sure that no one else was here, and then looked back to Alice.
"Honestly?"
"Yes, honestly." Alice held a slight sarcastic tone in her voice, she was no more happy about this situation than I was. I sighed and slid one of the beers across the table to her.
"I'm really freaked out… after everything that happened the last time my father was around." I swallowed hard, shivered and pushed the beer away. No matter what I did I felt the sick feeling in my stomach whenever the thought of my father crossed my mind. I felt a dull pain in my lower stomach where the scar over my uterus was and the scar of the cross from after he burned me. My fingers inched their way to the scar, feeling the outline of the upside down cross on my hip. I turned away for a moment, trying to clear my head again, and then finally back at Alice. "And with that dream…Yellow eyes said that I would be Sam's blood bag and help him to reach the goals that yellow eyes has set out. And after he took that other girl… I'm just really worried about all of it."
When I looked up to meet Alice's eyes, she was staring at me, and I immediately regretted telling her. We looked at each other in a long silence, only breaking eye contact when Alice took a sip of some beer. "He's just trying to psych you out again." Alice spoke, breaking the silence completely, though she sounded like she didn't really believe what she was saying. I picked up on a slight hint of projection from Alice, even though I said I wouldn't read her mind or anything, I was curious as to what she was thinking, but I didn't want to make it obvious. Apparently, after everything that's happened, she still doesn't fully trust me after disappearing from the hospital.
"Yeah. Well it's working I feel like I need to keep an eye on Sam but also stay a decent distance away to keep him safe." I ran a hand through my hair, narrowing my eyes at the glare that Alice was giving me. "What?"
"I can keep Sam safe you know." Alice's voice was cold and hard, her eyes even went a shade darker.
"I never said that you can't." I was confused but I was also getting defensive. I didn't say that Alice couldn't do it, I was more interested in and worried about the fact that I could be leading my father right to Sam.
"You were implying it." Alice straightened her back, crossing her arms over her chest. I threw my head back and laughed, almost falling out of my chair. I grabbed my beer and took a swig.
"Get over yourself Alice. All I said was I felt the need to help, I'm not trying to take over. You going to start calling me hells whore too?" I stood up and walked out, slamming the door behind me and leaving my half empty beer on the table. I turned the corner and took off to go for a walk, I didn't need her shit right now. She was supposed to be helping me.
Dean's P.O.V.
I shifted my weight and let out a relieved sigh when I finally found an online article that pointed towards what looked like a ghost. I glanced towards the bathroom door and listened for a moment, confirming that Sam was still in the shower before standing and going to inform the girls first. I had heard the door slam a few minutes earlier but it could have been Akuma getting something from the car. I only gave brief knock before pushing the door open and looking around. Alice was standing by the counter, drinking a beer, but Akuma was nowhere to be found. "Where's Akuma?"
Alice looked at me weird for a moment before finishing off her beer and shrugging. "Don't know, don't care." She grumbled, putting down the bottle and running a hand through her hair. She looked mildly pissed and I bit back a groan. They had been getting along fine but it looked like they were fighting again. Hopefully this hunt would help it. I wasn't ready to have them fighting again.
"Alright… Well I found a hunt." I muttered, walking to the table and grabbing a beer, popping off the cap with my palm and taking a long swig before looking at her again. "It could be a ghost, but I'm not fully sure." I offered, watching Alice slowly nod, her green eyes thoughtful for a moment.
"I'll ride with you guys." She said, moving towards a bag and zipping it closed. I frowned and opened my mouth, stopping when Alice spun to face me. "I'm not riding with Akuma so forget it." She said, her voice going cold. I just nodded in response, not wanting to get into the middle of it.
"We can leave when she gets back. Sam should be out of the shower if you'd like to go talk to him." I muttered, trying to keep my voice calm but not being able to fully hide the sarcasm and grumpy tone. Alice shot me a small glare and I rolled my eyes, drinking some more beer and following her out of the motel. I didn't want to blame Alice for them fighting, but that was how it went last time and Akuma didn't usually take off when she started fights, so the fact that she wasn't here spoke volumes. I leaned against the wall and let my eyes wander around, stopping when I noticed someone standing at the end of the parking lot, though I couldn't make out who they were.
"Dean?" Akuma called from behind me and I spun to face her, shocked that she was there and not the person at the end of the parking lot. A quick glance over my shoulder told me that the stranger was gone, causing a weird feeling to form in my stomach. "Earth to Dean? What's going on?"
"Oh... uh we have a new hunt, could be a ghost but I'm not sure." I explained, finishing the beer and tapping the glass against the motel wal. Her facial features relaxed a bit and she nodded, her gaze falling somewhere over my shoulder. I followed it and saw nothing. When I turned back she had moved a bit closer, close enough that I had to tilt my chin down to look at her. I swallowed lightly, trying to ignore the fact that my heart rate had risen.
"Alice riding with you guys?" She asked, pushing past me and opening the door to the room again. I followed her and nodded, silently cursing myself when I realized that she couldn't see me.
"Yeah she is… what's going on? If you don't mind me asking." I set the empty beer bottle on the table and frowned when I noticed a half empty one with cracks running up the neck.
"Alice is acting like a twelve year old again. Have fun with that. You want the beers?" Akuma wasted no time in gathering her stuff before cleaning the table, grabbing the half empty bottle and pouring the rest down the sink. I stared at the back of her head in shock, wondering if I should offer that she come with us or something along those lines. Seeing anyone but Sam pour beer down the sink was concerning in this line of work. "I'll follow behind you guys, just lead the way." I just nodded as she turned to face me, my eyes travelling over her face once more before I went to get Sam and Alice ready.
I couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror again when we pulled up to a motel in the town. I was relieved to see Akuma still right behind us, she seemed to be in a better mood now that she was alone. I parked in the lot and went to grab the bags while Sam and Alice went to go get the rooms. I dropped the bags on the sidewalk, eyeing Akuma; still sitting her car. I tried to follow her line of sight when I noticed her staring but there was nothing I could see that would mean anything. I stood there contemplating whether or not to go over there and talk to her, but Sam slapped me on the shoulder, handing me a key.
"Rooms thirty five and thirty nine." He announced and I took the key nodding. By the time I turned around, grabbed my bag and tossed it over my shoulder, Akuma had come up behind me, twirling her keys around her finger.
"Who's posing as Feds, who's poking around town, and who's stuck on the computer?" I broke the ice, noticing that Akuma still hasn't made eye contact with Alice. I shot a quick glance to Sam and he half nodded, catching on to what was happening.
"I'll poke around town." Akuma finally said something. She took the room key from me and disappeared into the room, probably to change into something more casual. I rolled my eyes and turned to Sam and Alice.
"Well, that leaves Feds and computer duty." I half chuckled to myself, knowing full well that I wasn't going to be stuck on the computer.
"Alice and I can check out the cop sho-" Sam started but I interrupted him.
"No way am I stuck on the computer."
"Dean…" Sam sighed, rolling his eyes. I stared my younger brother down for a long moment. He groaned and then held out his hands, making one of them into a fist.
"Winner gets the research duty." Sam and I played rock, paper, scissors so often that I knew he'd win no matter what, that and I really didn't want to be stuck in a room with a grumpy Akuma all day. Sam was a lot better at dealing with her when she is like this anyways. I held out my hands and we counted to three.
"Looks like rock beats scissors, Sammy."
"Dean, you always do scissors first!" I heard Alice groan, tossing her bag over her shoulder.
"Come on Alice, let's get into our Fed threads." I smiled at her and pushed past my brother to go get changed.
I sighed and rolled my shoulders as I pulled up and parked at the bar Akuma had told us to meet her at. We hadn't had a whole lot of luck with the victim, only if anything it seemed more like a shifter, but this thing was smart. The victim didn't have a solid alibi and we hadn't been able to get our hands on the security footage of the bank yet, so it could be a possession or it could be a shifter. Either way we had to be prepared. Akuma had called once we finished at the cop chop and so we swung by the hotel to pick up Sam. I was the first out of the car and loosened my tie as I headed into the bar. I hated this monkey suit and the worst thing about it was the tie, though it did help me pick up chicks.
"Hey Dean." Akuma sat at a table directly to the left, a glass of something clear in her hand. I offered a wave and walked over, taking the seat across from her and stretching out my legs. "Have you heard much of anything?" She asked, leaning back and tucking some hair that had fallen from her ponytail behind her ear.
"No we haven't. Have you?" Sam and Alice took the remaining two eats, Sam beside Akuma and Alice beside me. I glanced at the small redhead beside me and sighed before turning and looking at Akuma again, waiting for her to reply.
"I did some canvassing, only some of it mentally. I think our guy is here." Akuma said, finishing off her cup and leaning back, waving over a waitress. "Or close. We should keep an eye out." She said, looking up as the waitress came over. "Another water for me and three beers for them, whatever brand, it doesn't matter." She instructed, tilting the chair back onto two logs and looking between all of us.
"Do you know what it is?" Alice asked and Akuma stared at her sister, looking shocked that she had spoken. She gave a short headshake in return, letting the chair fall back onto all fours with a loud thump.
"No. Do you three at last have an idea?" She asked, looking away from Alice and meeting my eyes, her eyebrow cocking up a bit.
"Well from what we got it could be either a shifter, a ghost, or a demon." I said with a shrug. She frowned a bit and looked at Sam and Alice and then back towards the waitress as she dropped off the drinks and an extra shot of what looked like tequila. Akuma gave her a wink, lifting her eyebrows a bit before taking the shot from the girl who smirked and walked away. Akuma's eyes stayed firmly on the ass of the waitress as she walked away.
"I don't think it's a ghost." She said, finally looking back at me. I forced a small smile and nodded at her, my eyes flicking to the waitress and a small sigh escaping my lips. The waitress was pretty attractive but we were on a hunt, Akuma could at least hold off on the flirting until after we were done. "The other two would make more sense. We should get back to the hotel and start working on it. Figure out what it is." She suggested, standing up and tugging her hair from its ponytail. She ran a hand through it and grabbed the shot from the table, taking it easily. "I'll meet you guys there, I just gotta grab this girl's number." Alice scoffed as her sister walked across the bar and leaned over a counter, clearly holding nothing back while she flirted with the waitress. I glared a bit and turned back to Sam and Alice, looking between them.
"Alright well… let's go then." I said, finishing off the last bits of my beer and waiting for Sam and Alice to do the same. I stood and headed for the car with Alice right beside me. It wasn't until I got into the driver's side that I realized Sam wasn't behind us, though a text from him a few moments later told me he was going to wait for Akuma and make sure she was okay
Sam's P.O.V.
"Dean?" I called as soon as the blur in my vision disappeared. I could feel the soreness settle in on the back of my head from where I was hit. I pulled at my hands, realizing that they were bound behind my back, around a metal pipe. I groaned and left my head fall back against the pipe, knowing that I was in trouble, in the lair of the shifter. It all happened so fast, we were leaving the bar and I was hit over the head with something from behind. The last thing I could remember was Dean and Alice walking away from me, towards the car. I pulled at the ropes again, feeling the burn after twisting and trying to get my hands free.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you….hahaha, wait, I am you." I looked up, started, staring at myself. I felt a shiver run down my spine, he did look exactly like me. He laughed, throwing his head back while he paced. "So, you're a hunter, you and your little team." He pulled a knife from behind his back, barely holding onto the handle, as it was silver.
"What do you want?" Now fully knowing what we were dealing with, a shifter.
"Well, Sam Winchester, I want to live and be my own shifter without you jack asses stomping up in my shit, trying to kill me."
"Funny, didn't you just break into a bank, and kill someone. Kind of a hypocrite don't you think."
"It's all a big game, don't you know. That what we do, we play, 'because you hunters always pick on us."
"If your species wasn't so stupid and well really easy to kill, then maybe we would actually leave you to your business, but come on, you're useless. The best you can do is look like someone. Oh, sure, take my place. I'll give you a few hours before they know that you aren't me."
"Shut up." I gritted my teeth when the bastard punched me hard, his fist making a solid connection with my jaw. "Well, I'm off to resume your place, oh yes, I think this is will be fun. I get to play hunter and then lead your people to their deaths. I'm going to like this game." The shifter left, leaving me to try and pry myself free. By the time my wrists were rubbed bare and mostly likely bleeding, was when I had an idea. I could try to use my powers to get free. I had only used them once before to move something, by accident, but I was able to move things with my mind. I need to get out of here and save everyone from the shifter, I did kind of doubt that they would be able to tell if it was me or not, given that we didn't figure out that Dean was being possessed by a ghost for a couple days. If only I could remember what set me off and made me use my powers, well I remember that I was angry, but I don't think that I can get really mad right on the spot. I closed my eyes and tried to focus, clearing my mind and letting it focus on the one thing that I wanted, the ropes to break. I sat there thinking and pushing my mind, it felt like hours, and I was getting nowhere. Instead I was giving myself a nasty headache, and as it turns out, a bloody nose. I opened my eyes and tilted my head down and let the blood slowly drip from my nose, my head was pounding now, and there was no way I could get out of here alone.
Alice's P.O.V.
Akuma threw the door open, dropping her jacket to the ground and flopped on the bed. Her clothes and hair were all over the place, drawing a weird glance between Dean and me. I squinted at him and he shrugged. "Hey, find anything new. Sorry, I didn't mean to take so long."
"Hey… where's Sam?" I asked, frowning at Akuma's appearance. She peered up from the bed, turning so that she could sit on the edge.
"What do you mean?" She pulled her hair back, trying to make it somewhat neat.
"He was waiting for you." I could feel the panic start to rise in my chest. Ever since the Ava thing, I've been worried that he would go missing just like her.
"Noooo… I'm pretty sure he wasn't." She stood up, crossing her arms over her chest and I rolled my eyes.
"Yes he was. He told us he was." The panic started to settle in even more, making my stomach ache. I had a million thoughts going through my mind now.
"Well considering that I just got laid for like an hour and a half, I don't think he was there." Akuma ran hand through hair again, sass hanging on her tongue. "I think I would remember if he was there because I'd be kicking his ass out of the room. He probably geeked out and went to the library." I walked up to her, almost grabbing her shoulders, her expression changed when she saw the panic on my face.
"No he specifically said he was waiting for you." Akuma finally looked concerned, she understood where I was coming from now and she snaps into action. Akuma opened her mouth to speak but Sam waltzed in, smile on his face.
"Where were you?!" Dean shouted, concern spread across his face as well. We were all uptight about Sam's whereabouts now. The last thing we wanted was for Sam to go missing, and end up dead somewhere in a ditch.
"Akuma was taking a long time so I went for a walk. She was gone when I came back." Sam shrugged as he explained. "I forgot to text her and let her know that I'd be around waiting for her so I caught a cab back." I let out a sigh of relief and wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight. There was tingling sensation in my chest, telling me that something was weird but I ignored it, knowing that it was probably just my nerves. I pulled away, running a hand over my face.
"Alright. Well just text us next time…anyways... we should look for more information on what this thing is." Dean cleared his throat, turning to the table and picking up a book.
"It think it's a shifter." I looked up to Sam when he spoke, his eyes wandering around.
"How do you know?" Akuma's voice held a questioning tone, though it sounded more accusatory.
"I'm not totally sure. Just a thought." Sam eyed Akuma, as did I. She's never doubted him before, why now?
"So… how do we know it's really you if you were a shifter." Akuma shrugged while crossing her arms over her chest. I glared at her again. "I mean, you disappeared for a while and you were alone."
"You were alone too… and with a stranger." Sam retorted and Akuma snorted with a laugh. There was a sinking feeling in my stomach, the only person that I sure was actually the real person was Dean. Akuma and Sam couldn't be trusted now, and I got starting to get really worried.
Akuma's P.O.V.
I jumped into the shower as soon as everyone stopped giving everyone the stink eye. I wanted to get this sex smell off of me and into some fresh clothes. This potential shifter hunt needed to be taken care, it was causing more trouble than anything. I slipped into a pair a jeans, a tank top and sweater before I went out to get some air. I hadn't been feeling well since the bar and I needed some time to myself. I leaned against Sirius and sucked in a deep breath, calming my mind, when Sam came out to get a coke from the vending machine. He spotted me and walked over, a smug look on his face. I rolled my eyes and turned to him.
"Hey Samuel." I pushed, trying to make him uncomfortable, it was a test to see if he responded the same way as usual.
"Hey. What's up? You look worried, are you okay?" I lifted my eyebrows, making the decision to read his mind, even though I had promised that I would never do it unless it was a live or die situation. I straightened up after finding out that my intuition was right and this thing wasn't Sam.
"So… where do you think this thing is hiding?" I locked eyes with it, trying to get a read on what he was planning. My voice had dropped slightly, becoming more sarcastic.
"A sewer probably." He shrugged, putting his hand in his pockets as he glanced over his shoulder.
"Probably? God. All of your species hide in the sewers. It's where you belong really." I stood up tall, moving closer to him. I was ready to attack but he got the first punch, knocking me down. I let out a growl but his foot came down as I looked up to him, smashing my head off the pavement, sending me into a spiral of blackness until there was nothing.
"Hey." Sam glanced up to me as the shifter pulled the bag off my head, I could feel the blood trickle down the side of my head from where the bastard hit me. I looked to him, seeing how dirty and tired he looked. There was dried blood on his chin and nose and down his shirt. I pulled at the restraints on my wrist and winched, feeling a burning sensation settle into my skin.
"Hey." I groaned back, watching the shifter as he bent down beside me and twirled my hair between his fingers.
"You're pretty. I'd like to look like you but Sammy-boy over here has this cute little red head wrapped around his finger. I think I'm gunna take that for a spin. What do you think?" He turned his head to Sam and laughed as Sam growled and spat at the shifter.
"If you touch her-"
"You'll do what, huh?" He taunted Sam, standing and taking a few steps closer to the younger Winchester.
"I wouldn't worry about what he'll do to you, after all she is my sister and I'll make sure that you die in the most painful way possible. No one fucks with me and my family." Akuma's pupils dilated.
"Ooooo, scary." The shifter turned to me, his hand connecting with my face with a loud slap. He circled around, tapping his fingers on the pipes as he moved. "Hmm, well, I'm bored now, you're not very interesting to play with, and I liked it better when Sam was squirming… Well, change of plans, I think I'm gunna go back and play. Don't go anywhere." He winked and laughed again, disappearing into the tunnel. It was unnerving at how he looked like Sam, I didn't like it all. Sam was way too innocent to be like this, my eyes shot to him remembering that he was there, seeing how upset he was.
"Hey, we are going to get out of here and save Alice and Dean." I tried to reassure him.
"I've already tried to get out, these ropes are like unbreakable and he took my blade." There was a long pause, I tried to use my demon strength to break the binds but it was no use, it hurt way too much to pull against the holy water soaked ropes.
"How'd you know it wasn't me?" Sam spoke after a few moments of silence. I swallowed hard and let my gaze drift away. I felt bad for having read the shifters mind but I had a strong feeling that the Sam I had seen wasn't the real one, but I had to be sure that he was the shifter.
"Well, it was pretty convincing until I read his mind." I offered a small shrug and finally met his eyes again, guilt hanging deep in my stomach. I hated breaking promises, it made me feel like shit, but in some situations it just had to be done.
"I thought you said you wouldn't read my mind." Sam sounded a bit off and I let out a small groan, leaning my head back against the pipe, wincing at the sore spot from where it hit the pavement.
"I know, but I needed to be sure. I'm sorry." I tried to make my tone as apologetic as possible, though it could have come off as a bit cranky. I was being attacked a lot right now and I was getting pretty defensive.
"I forgive you, I'm glad that you did. But, well, now we're both stuck here." I turned back to Sam as he spoke and watched him nod before he nodded in my direction. "How's your head?"
"Throbbing, what happened to your face?"
"I tried to use my powers and gave myself a headache, and a nose bleed."
"You tried to use your….Sam that's dangerous. You could have killed yourself. You need more practice, last thing we want is for your head to explode." I tried to hold back the fear and anger from my voice but it didn't really work. What he said made sense, but he couldn't do that. It was exactly what Yellow Eyes wanted.
"I know, but I was desperate." We lapsed into another long silence and I fell into my thoughts. Sam using his powers was what my father wanted, but this clearly didn't have anything to do with him. And the shifter was a good Sam, except for the fact that he acted like he was going to wait for me. That wouldn't happen, he would have gone with Alice. So we needed to get to Alice and Dean to warn them. But with my hands bound by the rope soaked in what definitely felt like holy water, I couldn't do much. I groaned and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath before turning to Sam again.
"I can train you."
"What?" Sam sounded shocked and his eyes widened as he looked at me. I swallowed hard and spoke again.
"Right now, I can coach you. Teach you how to use your new power. But you have to do exactly what I say." Sam nodded eagerly and shifted his weight to focus better. "You need to relax your whole body and most importantly, your mind. Go to your happy place. You need to enter an almost meditative state in order to use your telekinesis." I locked my eyes onto Sam, monitoring him to make sure that he was okay.
"Now what." Sam spoke, his eyes closed loosely.
"Move the ropes, make it so that this is the only thing that you have in your mind. It's the only thing that you want, that you need. Sam you need to pull the fibers of the rope apart in your mind. Piece by piece." I could feel Sam's pulse slow, his breathing was deeper and slowly. There was something in the air between us that I felt contract, as if the air was being pulled away from me and swirled around Sam. It was mesmerizing, feeling my breath fall in time with Sam's, and feeling him draw off my energy. The sound in the room seemed to vanish, it was like Sam and I were stuck inside a vacuum, or in outer space, no air, no sound, and there was practically nothing other than Sam and me. But then the sound rope tearing echoed loudly throughout the room. I smiled as Sam pulled his hands free, rubbing his raw wrists gingerly.
"You did it." Surprisingly I was out of breath, though a smile plastered across my face. My smile dropped from my face after Sam untied my binds, realizing that this was what my father was talking about. He wanted me to help Sam, he wants me to help him with his powers, and to fulfill what yellow eyes has planned. I cringed, my blood going cold. I pushed out a breath, shivering when I felt the addiction slowly building in my core. The feeling of Sam feeding off my energy felt really good, it felt like I was serving a purpose, like I was needed and wanted and safe. I could feel the tears prickle my eyes, but I held them back.
"You okay?" Sam's voice was quiet as I turned to face him.
"Yeah, uh, I'm fine. We need to get out of here and to Alice and Dean." I cleared my throat and got up quickly, wanting to avoid Sam at all costs now.
Dean's P.O.V.
"Hey Sam, where's Akuma?" I asked as soon as he walked in the door. He looked more chipper than from when he left to go after Akuma.
"She wanted to be alone." He responded, his eyes scanning the room and landing on Alice. I glanced to Alice quickly and then back to Sam, something was wrong.
"Oh well, okay. Uh, so about the case. I'm pretty sure it's a shifter and that it has a lair in the sewer. As soon as Akuma gets back we should head down there and clear out whatever this asshat has set up." I started, watching as Alice stared at Sam, eyeing him up and down. She knew that something was wrong as well.
"That sounds like a good plan." Alice approached him slowly, running her hand up his arm and going up to her toes to kiss him, though he pulled away from her for a moment. She frowned and pulled a blade from her hip, shoving Sam up against the wall.
"Hey, whoa. What's going on?" Sam's face twisted up in confusion as he tried to push Alice away.
"Nice try. Where's Sam?" Alice demanded, pressing harder against Sam. I lifted my eyebrows and looked up at him. I knew she was probably right, but it was still hard.
"I am Sam."
"No you're not. You don't think I could tell my boyfriend from some sleazebag?" Alice laughed at the end and I pulled out my gun and aimed it at Sam, if it really was the shifter and not Sam then that meant that he had Akuma and Sam locked away somewhere. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket just as Alice pressed the blade against his skin, burning him.
"Yeah?" I questioned, not looking at the caller ID.
"Dean! That's not Sam, it's the shifter!" It was Akuma. "I'm with Sam, we are on our way. Where are you? Are you safe? Where's Alice?" Akuma sounded frantic, which set me off, I was extremely worried now. What if something happened to Sam?
"At the motel, she's got the son of a bitch, is Sam okay?" I looked to Alice, who dug the blade into the neck of the shifter.
"He's fine. We're almost there." I heard that she had started running, Sam calling to her from somewhere in the distance, and with that Akuma hung up. I put my phone back into my pocket and raised my gun again.
"Alice…" I started, moving forward a bit. I could do this, she didn't need to.
"It's okay Dean, I can do it." She pulled the blade back and lunged it forward into the shifters chest, killing it. It didn't last long before the body fell to the ground in a crumpled heap. Akuma burst through the door, almost ripping it off the hinges, her skin pale with a dark stain of blood on the side of her face. I saw Sam come in behind her, panting. I reach out and pulled him to my chest, he hugged me back hard. I was so glad that he was okay. I let out a sigh of relief and turned to look at the shifter on the floor, no longer looking like my brother, but more like a gross slimy blob. I made a gross face and then glanced back at Sam.
"Dude, you stink." Sam frowned and smelled himself, shutting his eyes and making a beeline for the bathroom.
"Hey, can we talk." I felt Akuma's hand on my shoulder. I looked to her but shrugged it off.
"I think it can wait for now. I wanna get this," I pointed to the gooey body on the floor. "Thing outta here before I puke." I coughed and shivered.
"Kay." Akuma's voice dropped, she went to the TV and turned it on to mask that sound of us cleaning up and gagging at the dead shifter. My face shot to the TV when a Christmas commercial came on.
"Oh come on!" I shouted, dragging the body out the door.
"What?" Alice asked, holding the other side of the bag.
"I just realized that we missed Christmas!" I frowned hard, grumbling to myself. If I wasn't already grumpy, I sure as hell was now.