“that’s the reason, is it? cause if i didn’t know better i would say that you have feelings for the girl that you harbor away to sometimes do your bidding. and, like a fool, she seems to reciprocate them. good luck when the winchester finds out. he’s downright murderous when it comes to her. perhaps picked her a bit too well.”
“i don’t have feelings for her.” of course he did; he got attached to her he started to feel something more for jess than just her simply being a tool. maybe he should have kept his distance, but instead? here he was, lying just so he wouldn’t have to admit the harsh realty of things. “if the winchester wants her? he can have her… in pieces.”
“oh, i’m quite sure ‘bout that, but i still want to lay a few ground rules. if you go near her, i’ll personally make sure you never make it back top-side for quite a while. she may be a human, but she has a very large roll to play – one that i do hope you don’t fuck up.”
❝ i know what you’re thinking; middle of nowhere, a guy comes up to you in a very fancy suit, and he has an offer for you. not just any offer, but a great one – all you have to do is sign a paper and you can rule the world. so, tell me…what is it you want, but instead of your soul… i just want a favor. one that i can claim at any time up to and past your inevitable demise. ❞
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the threat is real, as well as duly noted. but Stephen wasn’t in the business of being intimidated by the denizens of Hell – even half ones. for one the Prince of Hell for all intents and purpose looked human.
now a cosmic horror. those, depending on the size and appearance even made him give a thin line of disapproving.
but not the man before him.
“one or one million i’ve given a vow to save as many as can be saved.” arms out as if going, ‘ta-da’ – “and that’s exactly what i did in this case. someone lived.”
although he had to hand it to the blonde; having skin ripped off is quite a gruesome thought. “hm. yes, well, i’ll pass on that. my skin could use some hydration but it’s fine where it is.”
“on the other hand – if i find you out again, i have no problem ruining your intentions. again”
“you can’t be everywhere, strange.” even if he could be, people would slip through the cracks, and that was when ky would strike. he didn’t like participating in violence for the sake of it, but it would more likely prove a point.
“you saved one life; one life, but people die everyday.” the causes were all different, but the end was the same. “you could say i’m…. speeding up the inevitable if you will.” it was more than that, far more if he was being honest, but that was what he’d amount it to. that way, he wouldn’t have to attempt to justify his actions.
“one, two – even a thousand death’s mean nothing.” not to him at least. “you ruin my intentions, i ruin your’s – things get bloody on both ends. eventually,” his arms folded across his chest. “things will get far more personal than they are now. when that happens? lines get drawn and i can assure you… you don’t want that to happen.”
“maybe now that the war has petered out there will be less of my siblings around to ZAP THEM BACK to life every five minutes to ensure they meet their so-called DESTINY.”
“well, i know of ONE that would zap them back – more or less.” castiel would… at least that was from what ky knew of him. always someone BRINGING them back from the dead. it seemed to be CHEATING in all reality, but then again? ky was always the one who wanted END IT ALL. “always the one trailing behind in their ANTICS.”
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The demoness shook her head slowly, crossing her arms over her chest as she cocked a hip. A big name, so big he had to have someone else do it? Yeah, she couldn’t afford that one. At least not right now, with a good number of people on her back, one including the current king of Hell. She didn’t need anymore negative spotlight. With a sneer, she gave her decision.
“Yeah— about that. You’re talking to the wrong demon. I’ve got enough people on my back for a very, very long list of reasons. I don’t need another.”
“an’ i don’t need dear ol’ dad breathing down my neck.” of course, he could deal with his father on his own terms. killing him via a third party just seemed to be an easier route. less messy and he wouldn’t have to deal with time in chains. so, in his mind? it wouldn’t be on his head, but if she wasn’t going to do it? well, fine – he’d find someone else to tackle the job. preferably someone far more disposable.
“so, we’re both in shit creak.” at least in his mind, but all the same… ky wasn’t going to elaborate more on it. no, he said his piece, and now? he’d deal with came after the fact.
“i really would, actually. i’m curious about it.”
“you know what they say ‘bout the cat, right?” he shook his head for a few moments. “it could be nothing or… it could be something quite interesting.” a shrug. “either way? why so interested ‘bout it?”
“only way that is happening is if you do it by force, you have something to show me then do it I am not going to fall into a trick , “ Oliver pauses there could be worse things out there but right now that man was a red alert in the town “
“don’t think of it as a trick. think of it as simply showing you the truth.” a version of it at least. “you can take it or leave it, but i’m the least of your problems. trust me.”
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