Thread: Devil's Trap (Panda and Dogged)

RE Devil's Trap Dogged and Panda Elsa knew it sounded sketchy, and she could only imagine the freak out session her brother was having, hearing that she was going to give herself up without a fight. Hell, it sounded strange to her, even. But what other choice was there? If she ran, Eric would be dead in a heart beat, and soon enough, the rest of her family would be slaughtered too. And even if all that happened, there would still be demons on her tail, trying to track her down and drag her back to hell. Resistance really was futile, and she didn't want to get more people than necessary hurt. The males words made her look up at him, wondering what freaky demon tricks he was up to. She didn't trust him, and odds are, she never would, but right now, what other choice did she have? Glaring at the newer demon, she grit her teeth, listening intently to what he said. Find something? Find what? Obviously, something about her, but what? There wasn't anything to find out. For whatever reason, she could suddenly hear voices, and rather than being able to treat it with medication like normal crazy people, hers never went away. It was a constant curse, and she was becoming very bitter about it. Finally, he spoke to her, and she laughed audibly at him before sitting down and crossing her long legs. What do you think? I'm a vessel waiting for my angel to come back and kill you? Fat chance. Whatever freaky Sam Winchester gift I was given by 'God', I don't want it. But was I given a choice? No. All the sudden I get to feel like.... Have you ever felt the sharp, stabbing pain of needles burrowing their way into your brain? Cause thats what it feels like every time those feathery little bastards talk. There's no peace. There's no quiet. She sighed softly, running her fingers back through her hair all the way back to wear it was stained red from the blood. She didn't even get a say. A vessel got a say. They had to say yes. They got to permit the angel to wear them out on the town. What did she get for Angel Radio 92.9? A thank you? A 'hey, nice job'? No. She got nothing. Nothing but pain and heartache and grief. And the more she thought about it, the more she could feel her morals slipping. It was infuriating. They were supposed to be God's gifts! They were supposed to be loved more than anything in creation. So why was she to be subjected to this torture over and over? She hadn't done anything wrong. Ever. Hell, if anything, she was helping them. She had exorcised more demons than she could count, all because they were evil and had to be stopped. But now she wasn't sure how good the guys upstairs were. He called her ballsy, and she once again laughed and leaned her head back against the couch. I'm not ballsy. I'm practical. I know what my fate is. I know what He burdened me with, and I know I can't ever escape it. And now, I have to abandon my family and be alone if I want any hope of them being alright. And I know someone very popular down there wants me more than they can describe, and they aren't giving up. You demons never do. Hell, you switch bodies right now and let him go, I'll give you everything you want and then some. Because the only allegiance I have is to the boy your wearing, and the rest of my family. And if you guys want me so bad, you can have me, just let them be safe. As if a way to prove to him she wasn't trying to trick him, she unzipped her pants and pulled them down a few inches, showing him there was nothing left in her belt. Right now, she was utterly defenseless, and as she zipped her pants back up, she sighed and shook her head. Her hand moved to her stomach as she messed with her t-shirt slowly, her eyes shutting as she relaxed into the couch yet again. There is no plan b for me. There is no way out. It's me against all of Hell, and that ain't a battle I'm fighting. So give me the one thing I want, which is the guarantee that my family is safe from all demons forever, and I give you all the power I have. Whatever you want. Like a perfect little soldier. Just let them go.