Thread: Devil's Trap (Panda and Dogged)

RE Devil's Trap Dogged and Panda Vetis stood quietly, listening to the multitude of external and more importantly, internal sounds. He watched the moon rise slowly over the treetops and heard the gentle snoring of an entire family of ignorant hunters. That sneaky little vessel, Elsa, had decided to elude the grasp of the lesser demons but that was just fine. Vetis was here now and all would be done as it should. Elsa had left herself alone and vulnerable which was noble in her eyes and vastly foolish to a demon's mind. One would think that the lesson of divide and conquer would stand strong as an ideal but this girl was too inexperienced to heed it. He snarled a quiet warning at the impatient demon lurking beside him. At only a couple hundred years old, the young demon knew only hatred and impulse. An upper level like himself, knew that with each human emotion he left behind, that a vast and amazing amount of power would replace it much better. Vetis had lost his humanity nearly a millennium before and as such, shed nearly all the weakening feelings that went with it. The more humanity he lost, the great his power grew. His memory was long and although he was no longer ruled by simplistic emotion, he remembered them strongly. They were the key to being a successful demon. Being the dark and evil creature that Vetis was, didn't come without the catch 22 situation. The more emotion you lost, the stronger you got and the longer you could live. But if one should forget how humans behaved, felt and reacted, then effective manipulation was impossible. He nodded to his lesser companion to covertly follow Elsa and report to him if she should do anything other than drive to an isolated spot. Vetis needed to stay here and choose just the right meat suit for his purposes. Elsa's almost tomboyish attitude would make her closer to men in her solitary mentality, so father or brother would work best for this venture. With a moment's careful deliberation, he decided on the older brother for his youth and strength. As temporary as meat suits were, Vetis knew that his dark energy could wear down the mortal much faster than average. Her older brother Eric, was young, strong and fit enough to be a longer lasting meat suit. Plus the added bonus of the familial and psychological pull for Elsa would give him an added advantage. He wasn't the Demon of Corruption for nothing.... Just as he'd settled nicely into the young man's possession, Vetis heard the outraged mental yell of his minion cut short. Goddam devil's traps and the multiple morons who kept falling for them!! He replayed the cry of anguish, for a moment, seeing what the other had seen. The floor had of course a brightly drawn Devil's Trap directly in front of the door. What kind of self-respecting demon just tried to walk through a front door?! He'd leave the bastard right there for all his much deserved idiocy. His pure form took soothing shape in the deep ebony of foully curdled, roiling smoke as Vetis' speed increased. Elsa would be his! Imagine being able to eavesdrop on every angelic conversation to happen! His dark energy left a light trail of sulfur, scattered along the wind between the girl's family home and her cabin, a mere six hundred miles from it. Cautiously, he opened the door just a crack to peer within and confirm his younger partner's stupidity. Vetis grasped the rain barrel by the front of the cabin and upended it, making the water flow beneath the door in a cleansing wave. When someone is foolish enough to draw a trap in mere chalk, then a bit of water was all it needed to wash away the feeble confines of power. Opening the door wide, he allowed the breeze to finish blowing away the timid lines of powdery salt, before entering. His brother suit fought him a bit at the sight of his prone sister, briefly struggling for power and losing. It pleased Vetis that this fraternal meat suit had such strong emotions to manipulate. With a sharp nod, he dismissed the lesser demon to stay outside on watch dog duty in the off chance that one of the Winchesters might catch wind of the girl. One couldn't be too careful with that pair. The little blond human was slumped over in a chair, senseless and completely incoherent. And deliciously helpless. Her unconscious moans stirred Vetis' need for hot, instant bloodshed, but he quelled it with an effort. He wasn't sure how long her fugue would last, so he swiftly tied her to the chair. Once she was fully immobile, he sat and soaked in her pained mumbles, enjoying the physical torment Elsa must be feeling at this moment. If this brother meat suit was any indication, she 'felt' more than Vetis perceived. She looked like she was about to regain consciousness and his anticipation heightened to almost painful proportions. The demon moved to stand close behind Elsa, resting a hand on her shoulder. And waited patiently...