“Does that ever help you?” The question was asked in a dull tone. Almost as if he wasn’t interested in the conversation at all – in truth, he wasn’t – as he leaned his head back for a few moments. “Or do you just get captured?”
“I’m being as patient as I can be at the moment, considering the circumstances. Please, repeat yourself.”
A deep sigh escaped his lips; clearly, this wasn’t getting either of them anywhere. “Yes, yes – I may have done something a bit radical. Something… that may have unleashed a pretty violent monster. It’s nothing too big. I can handle it.”
“we want to know the truth about our daughter… want to see her. we’ve been feeling her loss for a long damn time – and the fact that we can hug her again? talk to her?” kyle was overcome with emotion. overjoyed, but also worried about what she could possibly be a part of that made her feel like she needed to keep the fact that she was alive hidden from them. his mind was barely focused on any words apart from the fact that his daughter was alive.
clarissa on the other hand only grew further worried about what her daughter had been up to – what the winchesters truly were. there was something going on, because they had seen footage of the two dying several times on the news, yet they seemed to be still running around. had jessica ever truly died? “what do you mean she’s merely human? — what the heck are you?”
“no,” he said, not even bothering to care to listen to whatever clarissa had to say. in-fact, he was willing to put his foot down on this subject. if only due to the fact he was possessive and was willing to put jess’s own safety before anything else.
“the more people that know about her… the more complicated this can get.” he knew what would happen if the winchesters decided to ‘get her back’ or even worse… try to convince her of lies. well, not exactly lies, but the truth about ky. he wouldn’t hand her over to anyone, but he was still dangerous. he was still a demon.
“there are forces at work here you won’t understand.” a pause. “forces, you only hear about in old stories, but the fact of the matter is that this isn’t a story.” his lips pursed into a thin-line. “this is real and the moment you get involved in this… it’s highly likely you will die.”
“ Not on best terms with yours then I will assume and when are we going to do this?”a pause follows as he was sucking in a deep breath it was not like his family never had issues there had been several arguments between him and his father but he always had Dean there to have his back.
“I’d rather rip them apart, but we can’t have that… can we?” he could, but that wasn’t the plan. not to mention ky would get torn apart and put back together for a stunt like that. so, no, he’d have to play his own part while other’s did their’s. a simple truth that couldn’t be denied and yet there was always exceptions to those so called rules. “As for when? Give me… a few hours. I still have to find his soul.”
i’ve just spammed @tohavelost so many asks. my hands hurt.
❝ Don’t need anymore ‘friends’, especially not the one who’s the son of that demon king bastard ❞
❝ Typical arrogance at it’s finest, ❞ he said bluntly. ❝ I thought you were better than that, but then again… what can I expect for someone who lives their life behind suit.❞
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