Ruby was getting annoyed with Sam, he was interrupting her fun. Michael was standing behind him smirking as usual. She hated Michael, he always seemed so haughty and judgmental to everyone. Especially to demons. But she wasn't suicidal. When he punishes demons, he made Alistair look like a amateur. However, she was glad Alistair was dead, along with the Lieutenants of Hell, Zankou, The Source, Kip, and even Hell's General, Lilith. Well, dead is a strong word. Lilith wasn't Lilith anymore. She was greatly weakened. She was no stronger than a newborn demon. But although whatever demon was left, she was guarded carefully by Michael's angels. Ruby had no opinion on Lilith, but wondered why she wasn't killed.
She yawned when Sam started asking if she saw Dean. She was seen by Sam's apartment building. She argued back she had friends that lived there. She told Sam she was on a date. At the moment, Belle and Belphagor were making out. She excused herself and sat beside Belle and held hands with Belle, letting Belphagor know that she and Belle were together too. Sam looked at them with envy. Ruby could see he was jealous of Belphagor. He walked away along with Michael. Belphagor started asking when they were going to have some private fun.
It was Belle that suggested that they go to another club. The vibe was dead here. The patrons were no longer drinking and having a good time. Even the dancers weren't dancing and flirting that much. All three got up and Belphagor walked with his arm around Belle's waist and Ruby holding her hand. They purposely walked through the back door since Belle was complaining her feet was killing her.
Ruby called for a taxi. She told Belphagor she and Belle wanted to change to something more "comfortable." Belphagor told the driver to drop him off at Chicago's hottest nightclub, Gate. After the taxi dropped him off, both Belle and Ruby went back to Ruby's apartment to change.
Dean ran to the bathroom to rinse out his mouth. The taste of sulfur was strong. Ugh. He couldn't wait to get out of this getup. Not the clothes but "Belle." Dean had nothing but the highest respect for her. No wonder she wanted to break out of the business. Having those men stare at him and Ruby as pieces of meat. Even Sam was undressing her with his eyes. Ugh. Sammy needs to treat women with more respect.
Dean had to to ask Ruby to help her get out of those clothes. When she unzipped him, he breathed out some much needed air. He took off the rest of her clothes, not caring Ruby was in the room. He was glad little Mattie was out. When he asked, Ruby said he was spending the weekend at his former nanny's place, Bela Talbot's place.
Bela a nanny? Dean wasn't surprised at anything anymore. Angels were bad, demons were almost extinct, his friends and loved ones were assholes. His counterpart must have been a complete jerk. I mean, look at Sam. He was a self centered douche canoe. If Dean and him weren't related, Dean wouldn't want anything to do with him.
Speaking of Sam, why is he working with Michael? Michael got what he wanted, his sword. Sam knows Dean is dead. He could have walked away. But he obeys Michael, no questions asked. Dean wanted to shake him, but he knew better. Ruby and his 'parents' warned him Michael was more dangerous than anyone Dean ever ran across. Seeing Michael at Cuthbert's and P3, Dean could see why. Everyone was terrified. Even Sam. Dean didn't trust this world's Sam but he couldn't help but feel sorry for him. But Bela said that the world needed Michael. Before he could think further, Ruby was asking a question. He saw two fingers clicking in his face.
"Dean! Dean!"
"Huh? What?"
"I'm going to lend you more comfortable outfit."
Oh no. What is Ruby going to make him wear. Please no more deadly boots.
She walks in her bedroom for a few minutes and comes out wearing a sexy black low cut cleavage bodycon dress. Dean couldn't help it, he gave her appreciative look. Ruby smirked as she put on a pair of black ankle heels.
"Can you walk in those?" Dean asked. Usually he couldn't care less, but after being in those hell heels, he understood women better. No wonder women took those shoes off immediately after relaxing. His feet felt like a sweaty sauna in those boots.
"Believe me, I can. I can run and fight as well." Ruby says looking at Dean's expression. "Here. I picked out an outfit for you. You and me, we almost the same size." She hands him a outfit.
Dean couldn't help but thank her for the outfit. Yeah, it was still sexy, but Dean felt ten times more comfortable putting it on. It was a very tight pair of skintight blue denim jeans, that had cut up parts, especially the butt area, but compared to the last outfit he wore, he felt covered up. Unfortunately, he was stuck wearing a bustier black top with silver studs, but Ruby claimed that those studs were created with the legendary mythril metal. She said that they would protect Dean from being sensed from any tracking spells. She also handed him a pair of silver kitten strappy heels. Dean put them on, grateful that his feet could breathe. He tried walking, and found it was much easier to move. He actually was starting to get used to being a chick. He just wished he didn't look so sexy. Especially when Ruby retouched his makeup and hair.
"Okay. Dean. I'm calling for a Uber. I'm giving you an angel blade. Plus some potions. We can vanquish demons out of the host. But Belphagor must die. No exceptions."
"And after Belphagor dies, then what." Dean asks.
"We ask Castiel for help."
Cas? Castiel was a woman. Why would Ruby want with Castiel? Ruby answered him a minute later.
"Castiel. He, she obeys Michael, however it is lip service. He doesn't believe in Michael's tyranny. Too many innocents died during Michael's rule. Especially to the town of Jericho, California. I'm sure Sam told you?" Dean nods.
"Anyway. We find Castiel. She knows where Crowley is at."
"Crowley. Why the fuck do we need Crowley? I thought Michael iced him."
"Crowley ran before Michael invaded Hell. One of Heaven's angels warned him. His lover, Ambriel told him. Too bad Michael had her executed. Anyway, Crowley knows where the angel Ion is at. He knows how to get you home without anyone knowing, without using any archangel grace. Dean. He knows exactly where those plane passengers are at. Every one of them will be sent home secretly. Even Michael's most loyal angel, Naomi won't be able to sense anyone. Dean. We have to move it. But first, kill Belphagor."
Dean nodded. He still didn't trust Ruby, but after what happened to Sam, Ruby seemed more trustworthy. They take the elevator downstairs and jump into the Uber that was waiting. They drive down to the club and after Ruby tipped the driver they get out. Dean stood in line with Ruby. She said Belphagor was here, but Dean was getting discouraged. The bouncer wasn't letting anyone in. Even beautiful women were turned away, even the Kardashians to Dean's amusement. When he asked Ruby, she whispered this club catered exclusively to angels.
"Belphagor is a demon. How did HE get in." Dean/Belle whispered.
"Sometimes, demons get in. Crowley used to be the owner of this club. It catered to angels, gods and demons. Humans can get in. For the right price."
"Their souls?"
"Depends. Sometimes the humans offer their life savings, their firstborn, their dignity. When you get inside, you'll see why."
"Why would humans want to come here? There must be hundreds of clubs in Chicago alone." He saw Miley Cyrus allowed in.
"You heard of Heaven. This place, it makes Heaven look boring. Even I'm turned away. I have a VIP first class membership in every club and venue in town, except here. Belle. Follow my lead."
Dean allows Ruby to hold her hand. Her hands were cold like a corpse. Dean wondered how Sam could stand sleeping with her. Ruby's vessel was cute, but Dean could feel the darkness within. He saw the bouncer. Dean almost laughed. It was Cole Trenton. The last time they met was in Amherst, Wisconsin. They got in a fight in a bar when Cole accused Dean of breaking up his brother's Davey's marriage. Dean said he didn't do anything. Davey was the one that cheated. Dean was just there to pick up his wife's broken heart. Needless to say, Cole hated him since. His eyes widened when he saw Dean and Ruby. But he immediately shook his head.
"Sorry. Neither of you are in the list. Go home."
Dean was startled when Ruby wrapped her arms around Belle. Dean immediately knew what she was doing. He's been to many metropolitan cities. If you are not on the list, play the femme card. Dean worked as a bouncer one weekend. He let in many "lady couples." He got a lot of numbers that night, even with a memorable weekend with twins and their girlfriends. He kept that to himself, although he remembered how jealous Sam and John were. It was during an weekend during Sam's Christmas break during Sam's sophomore year at Stanford and they went to Los Angeles to let loose. Dean smiled at the memory. But quickly pushed it down. He was engaged now. Jenna probably wouldn't care less, but he still thought of her often. He couldn't wait to see her. It's been weeks now. He knew that the moment he got home, he was going to be asked a lot of questions. Especially by the authorities. But explaining his whereabouts to Jenna and Sam? No way he was going to say what he was doing. Especially with Ruby holding him in his female porn star lookalike body.
"Mmm. Can you make a exception? Please. My girl and I are getting cold." Ruby pouted while winking at Cole. Cole flustered.
"Ahem. You are not on the list." He stammered. Luckily for Ruby and Dean, Daryl Morris walked out.
"It's okay Cole. Their date is expecting them. Ladies. Sorry about that. Your names were supposed to be added. Come in." Daryl lifted the velvet rope. When Dean saw the inside, holy shit.
Sam was furious. He just got home after P3. Dean escaped. He suspected Ruby broke him out, but Sam wondered how. No one knew his spell. Not even Piper. Ruby was a former warlock, but the spell he used was angelic. Ruby would have been burnt to a crisp. He prayed to Michael who agreed to help. Looking around he said archangel grace was used. It wasn't Michael's, or Raphael's. He said it was impossible to be Gabriel's or Lucifer's grace. Neither was around. Michael flew him to P3. Sam and Ruby argued, with Ruby denying knowing anything about Dean's whereabouts. Sam didn't believe her, but when she was whoring around with that demon and porn actress Sam knew Dean wasn't at P3. But he couldn't help but be jealous of that demon. He was definitely going to get laid with those two, especially Ruby and Belladonna. He wasn't a porn fan, but he wouldn't turn them down. Especially for a threesome. Piper wouldn't consider it. She used to put out back in the day, but when him and Piper got more serious, she refused to entertain the idea. Sam knew he needed to find Dean. He let Dean go once. He wasn't letting him go again. He was home. God heard his prayers. As for his alternative self, he was gone; and Sam was here. As for Dean's fiancée's alternate self, she was getting a divorce. All Sam needed to do was introduce them. Dean will get used to it. No one was taking Dean away. Not even Ruby. Besides, he needed to keep Michael's secret.
Ruby was in awe at the club. Same with Dean. She's been here only twice. Once with Zachariah, and with Lilith. Everytime she was here, she forgot about everything. Even Hell. Crowley made this club the hottest, most exclusive club on Earth. People all around the world came here. Even angels and demons. Alistair himself came here to relax. Alistair loved Hell, hated the ice box that was Earth, but made an exception every ten years during Jupiter's alignment with Earth. It was during that time that Hell's fires were temporarily extinguished. Angels were always welcomed. Humans were rarely allowed in. Only if they made a trade. It depended on the price. Ruby knew what Miley traded for. But it was only good for one night. Sam wasn't allowed inside to his disappointment. The thing he cared about no longer existed. Paige was a regular. How, she had charisma. Plus it helped she had darklighter blood. All whitelighters/darklighters were allowed in. Ruby was allowed in because she was Zachariah's wife. But with strict conditions. Her magic was bounded immediately as soon as she walked in. All magic was taken away from monsters, demons and humans. Gods were allowed inside, but only if they followed the rules. Loki and his family were regulars here. Loki never came here alone, he always bought his human wife. Ruby liked her, she was bitchy and manipulative. She would make a great demon someday, same with her daughter.
Dean just walking in here understood why the line up was stretched down the block. He's been to Heaven, but here. The feeling was amazing. Like Heaven on coke. He wondered if the angel's presence did it. But the feeling wasn't angelic. It was more than that. He couldn't explain it. But he felt complete. He saw many people here, Dean assumed most were angels. But one Woman caught his eye. She stood out. Plus Dean knew She could see right through his disguise. She was smiling like She knew him. Plus Dean could sense Her presence. Dean couldn't help but be attracted to Her. He loved Jenna, but if the Woman asked, his answer was yes. The Woman smiled at him and walked away. When Dean looked up, She was gone to Dean's disappointment. He shook his head. Who was That? Dean felt like he knew Her from somewhere.
He looked around. It looked like a stereotypical nightclub. Great booze, sexy dancers, great decor and music, it looked and sounded like any other club. But it was the club's heart and soul that attracted everyone. Dean felt high with life. His soul felt like a heavenly light filled with sparkles and joy. Dean wanted nothing more than to dance.
"Ruby. Let's hit the floor."
So for the next hour they danced and drank. Even the booze was wonderful. It tasted like nothing Dean ever drank. If Heaven was bottled it was in the drinks. Dean knew immediately he wouldn't be hung over. He was having a good time. Dean's feet wasn't even sore. He was supposed to be on a hunt. But for now, he just wanted to dance. They danced with the angels Anael and her husband Ezekiel. Anael had her hair in waves, she was wearing a latex hot pink outfit with a expensive brown leather coat with a Gucci belt. Her husband was wearing a Prada shirt with what Dean could assume Dolce and Gabbana pants. Sam had a pair just like it. Dean had fun talking to them. They congratulated "Belle" for her Adult Entertainment Award for her work for "Slutty Nurses 5."
Ruby laughed when Dean spun her. She wished Dean could stay, she was having a good time. For once she wasn't worried about Michael. But when she saw her insider, she yelled in Dean's ear that they were on a mission. Dean reluctantly followed her. Seeing Paige, Dean brightened. She wasn't alone, all three of her sisters were there. Even Prue. Damn. Her chest and lips. Dean usually preferred his women with the all natural look, but he made exceptions for well done work. He couldn't help but give her a look over. Prue noticed, she winked. What Ruby did next, her and Paige greeted each other with a direct kiss to the lips. It was like a real life version of his favorite porno.
"Ruby! We know where your 'friend' is at." Paige asks. When Ruby turned around Paige smacks her on the butt. Ruby pretended to be mad and kissed Paige as a thank you. Dean couldn't help but get turned on. Looks like his teenaged fantasies were coming true.
Phoebe writes a note and hands it to Dean. Dean opens it. 'Room B69.'
Ruby pulls away from Paige, seeing the note, she tells Dean it was in the basement VIP suite. The nightclub had a secret room downstairs. The guests had to book years in advance for it. Ruby thanks the sisters and walk towards the gold elevator. The bouncer seeing Ruby and Dean uses his key to let them get access the elevator. Once they get in, Ruby fills Dean in.
''Dean. Our 'appointment' is downstairs. Right now he's probably having his fun with prostitutes. When he's done, we come in. I don't need to explain what happens next. After that, I made arrangements for a place for you to sleep. Don't worry. It will be well warded. Tomorrow, you can wear comfortable clothes. No more heels or tight clothing."
"Good." As soon as Dean gets home, he was wearing his tried and true flannels and jeans. Crack open a cold one and watch bad TV with his beautiful girl. Maybe order a pizza. One meat lovers, and one vegetarian for Jenna. He wanted some alone time with her, not seeing Sam. He missed his brother, but he wanted some space from him.
He was already fantasizing about his return trip home when Ruby reminded him that they were here. As soon as the elevator's door opened, he was even more impressed with the basement than downstairs.
It was beautiful. Truly luxurious. Even the most expensive hotels in Paris didn't compare to what was down here. Mmm. The lighting was soft, there was a beautiful relaxing music playing, nothing like on Earth or Heaven. Down here, it was like walking in a dream. Dean couldn't help but feel like floating in air. He knew he was going to regret leaving. The thought of it made him want to cry. Even Ruby was lost in thought. Her eyes were closed, and her body was relaxed in a meditative state. Dean wondered if this place existed in his world. Probably not. This world, it needed a place like this. Being here, it was like all of his problems were forgotten. No need to make demons deals, or win the lottery. Here, his soul was cleansed. Who created it? Ruby must have read his mind, she answered it was created by a Man named Chuck Shurley. He created it back in the sixties during the Vietnam War. He wanted veterans to have a place to relax. He made this place the way it was. He ran this place till the mid eighties, when Lucifer came to Earth, He left. But not before selling it to Crowley.
"This place must have brought huge fortunes. Why did He sell it?" Dean asked. He would Never sell. Not even for a billion. Dean would have lived here for the rest of his life.
"I don't know. I was still in The Pit. Rumors down there was this Man, Chuck, was the only One to meet God Face to Face. Before Lucifer rised, He sold it to the crossroads demon, Crowley. Guess how much He sold it for. Nothing. He handed him the keys, told him to have fun. Then He left. No one seen Him since."
Dean was in disbelief. Chuck Shurley. Why did that name sound so familiar? Oh yeah. That alcoholic "Prophet." His friend Cas said He was a prophet, but Dean didn't think so. However, there was something about Him that made Sam and Dean, and even Cas feel special. Dean chalked it to the green He liked to smoke. This Chuck Shurley, He must have went born a few decades earlier. He was in His thirties back then. This world's Chuck, must be very old by now. Ruby tapped her when they reached a door.
All Dean heard was giggles and quiet moans. He had a idea on what was going on around there. Ruby nodded at him. She used her magic to open the door. When Dean and Ruby walked in, they realized it was a trap. Dammit!
Belphagor wasn't alone, he had a few demons with him. He was smirking at Ruby.
"You don't think I know what your planning? I been following my love for continues. This fake is a good skin, but the hunter you sent wasn't a good actor. 'Belle,' or whatever your name is, try harder to be a woman. If you are nice, I can be merciful. Kill them."
Ruby swore. But her and Dean started fighting. These demons were way more stronger than any demon Dean ran across, but even as a seasoned hunter, his timing was off. He wasn't used to his light weight and short body. The outfit he wore didn't help. But no matter what, Belphagor was going to die. If he smokes out, Sam and Michael may find out. He couldn't take his chances. Sam was still MIA. He was sure he was with those plane passengers.
Ruby was expecting this. Belphagor was always an ambitious demon. Always kissing Lilith's and Crowley's asses. Too bad Ardat was dead. Her and Belphagor were rivals. Ardat was killed by Bephagor in Hell, even during Michael's invasion. Ruby only escaped when Hell's Gates were opened. Good thing Cecily was a gossip. Her past life as a seductress cost her a trip downstairs during the Roman Empire, but she was always neutral. Her and Ruby were good friends. A rare thing in Hell. She was on Earth now, working as a NSA agent. Ruby needed her to find Crowley. Hopefully she was still alive. She easily stabbed Pride in the neck. He earned that name. She and Dean killed every demon till there was was no one left except Belphagor. He was snorting a line of angel dust.
Sniff. "Ah. Woo! That's the stuff. Dusty angel grace. Damn. Cocaine and heroin are for kids. Ruby, Hunter. Try snorting it." He sniffed while rubbing his nose with the back of his hand.
Dean just rolls his eyes. For a demon, this guy was pathetic. He pulls out his blade from his purse.
"Hoped you enjoyed yourself. Any last words?" Dean asked holding out his angel blade.
"I know what happened to your brother. Dean.'' Belphagor says. Seeing Dean's expression, he smiles. "I know who you are. I recognized you the moment you walked in. Dean, I have no preference. I would have gladly made out with you in your own body. You're gorgeous. But the Belle getup, Ruby. Your talents glamouring is spot on." He stares lustfully at Dean. "How bout you take off that disguise. I'm good. Real good. You'll be begging for seconds. Ruby. Unglamour him. I want him and me for one on one time."
Dean recoiled in disgust. But he couldn't help but feel flattered. Before he could do anything, Belphagor was attacked by a woman in her underwear. Looking closely, it was Castiel. What was Cas doing here.
Castiel started punching Belphagor. She came here pretending to be a prostitute he hired. Belphagor knew he was an angel, he and his demons locked her in the bathroom. He then warded the door so she couldn't escape. When the demons died, the warding wore off. He escaped and saw Dean and Ruby attempting to kill him. He knew Belphagor. He was stalling. If he doesn't die, his boss Cain and His Knights will show up. Both Ruby and Dean would be killed. He needed to kill Belphagor. He finally subdued him, but before she could do anything else, Belphagor tried bargaining.
"Castiel! Stop! Please. Don't kill me. Dean. I'm not lying about Sam. I know exactly where he is. Kill me, you'll never find him. Ruby, I can show you exactly where Crowley is."
Castiel immediately saw right through him. This demon was a coward.
"Liar."
Her eyes glowing, she killed Belphagor.
Dean and Ruby watch Belphagor die. He and his vessel burnt to a crisp. He wasn't sure if Belphagor was telling the truth, but he couldn't help but be annoyed their only lead was killed.
Castiel looked up. He saw Dean glaring at him. He shook her head.
"Belphagor was lying."
"Belphagor is a demon." Dean snapped. Now they'll never find Sam, or solve their case.
Ruby put her hand on Dean's shoulder.
"I don't know Belphagor that well, but the angel did the right thing. Don't worry. We'll find Sam. I'll help you. Cas. Do me a favor. Take Dean and hide him. I'll write down the address. Dean. Tomorrow, you'll have a new disguise. I promise you'll like this one better. Go! I have to run. Some demons are coming. No way am I sticking around to be their kick toy."
Before Dean could do anything, Castiel takes Dean away. Dean blinked at his new location. It looked like a typical cheap motel room. He looked at Cas. She was still in her underwear. Dean couldn't help but blush. Her vessel was cute. Her underwear was very old school. Like those in Dean's favorite cowboy movie. She flushed when Cas noticed Dean checking her out.
"Dean. You'll be safe here. Ruby left you weapons and supplies. She also left you some spending money as well as a gift. Call for food if your hungry. I gotta go. It's my turn to babysit Grace." She flies away.
Dean was exhausted. She wanted nothing more than to go to bed, but he had makeup on. He went to have a hot shower. As soon as she was done, Dean wore the nightshirt Ruby left him. She was tempted to explore this body, but sleep wore her out. She closed her eyes.
Dean woke up to her stomach growling. When she opened her eyes, she felt different. Seeing sunshine, she went to use the toilet. Seeing his reflection, he was startled. But deeply relieved. He was a man. He felt somewhat remorseful he couldn't find things about the female body, but after the night he had, he was glad to be back in a male body.
His new body was the same size and build as him. He was a average looking male with a deep olive skin tone with dark hair. His eyes were dark, and had a beard. Dean preferred this one much better than his two other disguises. He had a feeling he was being trolled by Paige and Ruby. But for two evil women, he couldn't help but be impressed by their sense of humor. He quickly took a quick shower and changed into the outfit Ruby left him. When he looked in his weapon bag, he saw his fake ID. Jensen Sanders. What kind of name was Jensen? Demons. He was glad to see a angel blade, a gun, salt, including salt and silver bullets, a silver dagger and holy water. He was also glad to see a set of car keys.
He counted the money Ruby left him. Eight hundred. Perfect. To stay underground, he was only paying in cash. If he needed more, he can gamble or hustle pool. He saw the time, 12:12 pm. Too late for breakfast, but a cheeseburger was definitely in order. He packed up and left the room. Who he saw outside, he was surprised.
"Hey sweetheart. Yeah, you're a good lookalike. But you are not Baby." He gets in the black '67 Chevy Impala and immediately smells old food and beer. It couldn't be. He checks the interior and sees the initials. He went to the back and sees the little army man Sam stuck in the ashtray holder as a child. His heart beating, he opens the truck. He almost screamed in excitement. This was Baby. This world's anyway. Weapons of various varieties were in it. Even Dad's journal. Plus the symbol Dad painted to keep evil out. He teared up. He was definitely keeping his promise to Ruby. And saving Sam from Michael's clutches. Forgetting his appetite, he closes the lid and sits in the driver's seat. He opens the passenger's lid and was pleased to see classic rock tapes. There was even an envelope.
"Dean. I hope you enjoy your present. I won this at a auction. Sam always talked about you. I feel like I know you. Your taste in music, your favorite foods, everything. Dean. I left you some burner phones. I will text you my next location. Drive safe. Ruby. PS. Look in the bottom of the passenger seat. I think you need to complete the hunter look.''
Dean ducks down and sees a white box. Opening it, his eyes widened. It was his favorite leather jacket. He hadn't seen it in years. Not since his twenties. He didn't care less about the weather. He put it on. Dean Winchester was back. He adjusted his mirror and put in a tape. Motorhead's "Leaving Here" was blasting. Dean considered it a good sign. He sang along to the lyrics.
"Gettin' tired, sick and tired, leavin' here." He sang. "The love of a woman is a wonderful thing."
"Baby. I'm going home. Sam. Better be ready." He says out loud. He then leaves the parking lot, heading to a nearest diner. First a bacon cheeseburger, and pie. He wanted a beer, but not till later.
Driving down the highway, he almost felt like his old self again. All he needs is Sam.
The Magic World
Adam was in Hell doing the trails with Sam. They bribed a reaper named Ajay to take them to Hell. Ajay knew Creation was ending, but gave them a cheap price. Kill the demons following them. Sam was good. Everyone of them was dead in two minutes. Adam was impressed. They went to Purgatory and fought any monsters that they came across. After they got into Hell, they were seeking out a demon named Guy.
This "Guy" was a crossroads demon, but a sleazy one. He purposely cheated his clients. Crowley sent him back to Hell, but before he could give him a proper punishment, the news about God startled him. According to a demon they interrogated, he said he had some souls. Sam wasn't convinced he had any innocents. Every client signed that dotted line willingly. But rumor was, he was working for someone higher. A demon named Charon. According to the demon, Charon collected good souls like rare jewelry. Find Charon and steal the souls. Adam knew he had to finish it. He was smart. He had a angel inside of him to prevent him from dying. He was okay, the angel named Indra just wanted to feel useful. He promised Adam that he'll be healed in no time. Adam believed him. He already felt like his old self.
He and Sam walked though the dark hallways till they get to a prison. They heard their names being called.
They knew immediately it was a crossroads demon. The young African American man standing in a grey suit and purple tie's eyes were glowing red.
"Sam Winchester. You came to break me out? Aw. So flattered. Look you brought a friend. You have Winchester blood. I can smell it. Look. Let me out, and I can give you anything you desire. Money, power, witchy powers? Yeah, we heard about that Halliwell you are engaged too. Congrats. So how about it? No hellhounds, no Pit."
Sam and Adam shake their heads.
"Well, hope you enjoy your stay. Too bad. I know what you're doing. Look. I'll be honest. Break me out of here. Once you seal the Gates, I'm retiring. Once the Gates are sealed, no demon can escape or come back. Reapers can drop off their damned souls. The demon your looking for, her chambers are close by. But you can't enter without a demon. I'm the only one that can get in. So is it a deal?" Guy asks.
Both Sam and Adam look at each other with annoyance. But they had no choice. Hell was massive. Ajay only gave them a certain time frame. They nod.
"Try anything, this blade is going right through your heart." Sam warned. Guy nodded.
Adam checked his watch. They only had two hours.
Guy led them down a short distance. They stop in front of a glass stained doorway.
"This is Charon's room. She is one of Lilith's loyal servants. This room used to belong to the Prince of Hell, Dagon. After she left, Charon took over her duties. I can open it. Stand back."
As soon as Adam and Sam come back, Guy started chanting. The language he spoke, it was ancient. It wasn't Enochian, it was obviously extinct. After he was done, the door opened.
"What was the point of us standing back?" Adam asks.
The door won't open to humans. Your presence would have kept the door shut. I can show you where to g..." He didn't finish. Sam stabbed him.
Despite being a demon, Adam almost felt sorry for him. Almost. Sam told Adam they had to move. They had ninety minutes. Since Adam did half the second trail, he found a few crystals. Both Sam and Adam cleaned out all the crystals. For all they knew, innocents were in those. They quickly run out. Luckily they barely ran into any demons. It seemed too easy, but either didn't care. They quickly left Hell and ran out. Before they left, they ran into a vampire.
He begged to go with them. Sam for some reason agreed. He cut open his arm and the vamp's spirit went in. Adam was curious, but the reaper was waiting.
"Hurry. That demon is in her way back." He quickly leads them out of Purgatory. Just in time, Adam saw monsters with big teeth. What those monsters were, they looked worse than demons.
"Okay. That's it. Here. Hand me those crystals." Both Adam and Sam hand them over. "Thank you. All of these souls are innocent. They are going to their proper Home. Good luck with your Trails." He then vanishes.
Adam felt the angel working his magic. Just in time, his body felt weak. As for Sam, he barely looked infected. Adam couldn't understand how. The first time he released the first soul, he went into a near coma. Guess Sam was stronger than be looked.
There was one more Trail. But Tony didn't finish translating it. According to him, that part was the hardest to read. He warned it can take months. Neither was worried, but they wondered what that last trail was.
The Hard World
The Creator was drinking a beer from the brewery in Texas. He smiled at the owner who drove up with his wife in the '67 Impala. The car was beautiful. He was glad both him and his best friend each got one. He saluted the couple who waved at Him back.
This place was beautiful. He loved the selections of beers. He gestured for another one. He was watching the news on His phone. The US President was diagnosed with the virus. The Creator hated arrogance. He hoped that the people around the world knew He wasn't kidding. At least it wasn't the Black Plague. He finished His beer and put on His mask. He saw the second actor pull up in his twin Impala. He decided to ask his wife for a autograph. She looked flattered.
"Thanks. Congrats on your new role."
"Aw. Thank You. Who do I make it out To?''
"Just your name."
He smiles at the name. "Genevieve."
He shakes her husband's hand and walks away. It was time to return to His First World. The other worlds were on a ticking clock. Except for this one, and two others. He had plans for the three. This one was a secret. The other two, He had plans. As for the rest, they were done. But not before The Creator makes sure the Tablet pieces were truly lost. He needed to make sure they were destroyed.