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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 0:09:05 GMT -5
"Please, brother, the First Trial, Eve... it's an emergency," Castiel said. If an angel could've been out of breath, he would've been, just from the amount of stress that was coursing through him.
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 13:22:53 GMT -5
Sighing, Metatron glanced back at Kevin before shaking his head. "Fine." Instantly, the two angels were in the hotel room. Hastily pushing past the two hunters, Metatron looked down at the young Nephilim and asked in a gruff voice, "She killed the hellhound?" Of course, by the amount of blood covering the girl, he already knew Eve had completed the first trial.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 14:35:11 GMT -5
"Yes," Dean and Cas said, almost in unison, as the angel went to stand by his human friend. It was hard to even tell who looked more worried. For someone who'd only known the girl for two days, and had tried to kill her, Cas looked pained.
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 18:11:01 GMT -5
Feeling her forehead, Metatron tsked and rubbed his chin as if in thought. "But she didn't speak the Enochian enchantment....interesting." Squinting, he sniffed the air and said, "But she completed the first trial, the power is already flowing through her veins. She's more angelic than I had previously imagined." Clearing his theist as if what he said was no big deal, Metatron shrugged and said, "She'll be up soon. Make sure she takes it easy and um, don't panic if she starts coughing up blood, it's all part of the trials." Stepping back, Metatron smiled briefly and quickly spoke, "I'll go check on our prophet." And with that he was gone.
Sam frowned and sat down at the edge of the bed, his head resting heavy in his hands. "If Bobby was alive, he'd kill us."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 18:27:18 GMT -5
"Yeah," Dean said, sitting down next to Sam, head bobbing in agreement as he looked down at his old, dirty boots. Bobby would've killed both of them, for letting his little Eve get hurt. He'd always been telling them to protect her, to watch her like she was their little sister, and now look where they were... He heard Cas sigh, and glanced over to the angel. "You okay big guy?" he asked. The angel looked at him, blinking slowly before nodding, and giving a, "Of course, Dean."
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 18:42:23 GMT -5
Ten minutes turned into twenty and soon I thought had been half an hour. By now, Sam was pacing and biting at what little nails he had. Groaning, Eve's eyes slowly opened and she said, "What the hell happened?" Pushing herself up, she grimaced at her stained clothes and arms and said, "Were we on a hunt or something?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 18:57:16 GMT -5
"Kinda," Dean said, after getting over the original shock of her just sitting up so suddenly, "do you... remember?" He glanced to Cas, who already looked so pale that Dean knew he would be useless in all aspects of possibly helping to fill her in.
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 19:57:52 GMT -5
"Thats the thing, I remember something but it doesn't make any sense. We were fighting hellhouds, at least five of them. But that's ridiculous because no one's ever killed a hellhound." Eve laughed and looked over at Sam who's eyes were wide. Eve's smile fell and she said, "But we weren't fighting hellhounds, right? Because that's insane."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 20:03:02 GMT -5
"We were fighting hellhounds," Cas finally said, from where he sat, very plainly. He had his hands folded in his lap, and was staring past Sam at Eve, dark eyes a tiny bit sad.
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 20:32:00 GMT -5
"So we completed the first trial?" Eve asked, swinging her heavy legs out of the bed. "Who did it?" Sam paled and Eve asked softly, "Sammy? Are you going to close the gates of hell?" The young Winchester shook his head and glanced over at Dean. "Oh, it was Dean?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 21:21:11 GMT -5
Dean looked from Sam to Eve, and then finally to Cas. He almost looked imploring, like he wanted the angel to say it, so that he didn't have to, but Cas seemed to be once again tongue tied. "Eve," Dean said, slowly, meeting her gaze, "you did."
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 21:48:43 GMT -5
Eve's hazel eyes widened and a jumbled laugh came out. "What?" When no one else laughed or even cracked a smile, her mouth parted into an 'o' shape and she nodded slowly. "So, what does that mean exactly? That I'm shutting hell down?" Not waiting for them to reply, she shot up to her feet and began pacing. "But it can't be me, I mean you two idiots are the ones to do all the crazy stuff, I just come along for the ride and help superglue the pieces back together."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 21:56:29 GMT -5
Dean watched her, eyes and head tracing her movements as she went back and forth, back and forth... He heard Cas shift behind him, and he said simply, "Yes, that's what it means. We're sorry, Eve." Dean knew that they all were. Him and Sammy didn't have to say it.
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 22:07:47 GMT -5
Shaking her head, she furrowed her eyebrows and said, "I can do this. If you guys can, why can't I? It shouldn't be—" Making a funny face, Eve began to cough violently and fell backwards onto the desk behind her. Sam shot forwards, racing towards her side but Eve pushed him aside. Glancing down at her hand, she grimaced and wiped her hand on her jeans before clearing her throat. "What's challenge number two? Teach a hellhound how to play dead?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 22:13:58 GMT -5
"We'll have to ask Metatron," Dean said, slowly getting to his feet, a tiny bit drained of color, and Cas got up as well. "You okay to walk, Eve?" His voice and face had turned to a certain sort of big brother tone.
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Post by liz on Feb 12, 2017 22:19:32 GMT -5
"If I can kill a hellhound, I sure as hell can walk," Eve said, her voice coming out stubborn yet unconvincing as she moved as stiffly as a board. She was drained.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2017 23:01:02 GMT -5
"Yeah, damn well doesn't look like it, Eve," Dean replied with a shake of his head, advancing and looping a supportive arm under her own, not caring if he was going to get a smack from her.
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Post by liz on Feb 13, 2017 14:34:12 GMT -5
Grumbling, Eve swatted at the larger man and when he didn't budge, she attempted to put him in a headlock but ended up weakling dangling him his neck. Sam, playing mother, shook his head and said, "Eve we know you can take care of yourself, but let us help you for once, okay?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2017 22:21:22 GMT -5
Dean didn't so much as sway as she tugged and punched at him, but he did offer Sam a thankful look as his younger brother spoke up, and Eve seemed to relent from her defiant fighting just a bit. "C'mon, kiddo," Dean grumbled after a minute, beginning to walk while still quite firmly holding onto the Nephilim.
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Post by liz on Feb 14, 2017 6:22:30 GMT -5
Sighing, she gave in and leaned on Dean for support. Glancing up at him, she meekly whispered, "Thank you Dean." Slowly yet surely, they made their way to Metatron's study, Sam opening every door they neared to make their journey easier. Metatron opened his door slowly and gave a curt nod to the three hunters and angel before opening the door wide to let them in.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2017 22:31:34 GMT -5
And enter they did. Dean helped Eve inside, Castiel squeezing in behind. The angel had not spoken a word since they'd left the room, though he was clearly worried. "Hello," he greeted Metatron, softly.
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Post by liz on Feb 15, 2017 12:15:27 GMT -5
"Well, let's see her," Metatron said, beckoning Eve to come over. She shrugged Dean off of her and trudged towards Metatron who studied her closely. "When did you discover that you were a Nephilim, Genevieve Walters?" Narrowing her eyes on thought she said softly, "Mom told me a year ago, right before she died.—Sorry, what does this have to do with the trials?" The angel gently took her arm and ran a finger over her forearm and Eve gasped when her arm began to glow red. "You completed the first trial without speaking the Enochian spell. That doesn't happen, yet it did. Did your mother say who your father was?" Eve shook her head and Metatron shook his head in frustration.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 6:55:44 GMT -5
Castiel furrowed his brow. Metatron was right. That didn't just happen. "Eve, you have no idea who your father is? Whatsoever?" he asked softly, from where he stood by Dean and Sam. The former seemed deep in thought as well, but Castiel figured they'd never met her father. From what he knew, it seeemed that Bobby had been that figure.
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Post by liz on Feb 16, 2017 18:42:30 GMT -5
"One night stand," Eve laughed but when no one else did, she sighed and said, "I don't know, he said he was a writer, she was a sucker for hot intelligent guys, said his name was Benny, mom said he looked just like that guy from ABBA." Shrugging she said, "He was a sensitive subject, mom loved him the moment she saw him. But he knocked her up and never called. Why does it matter who the scumbag is? Bobby was more of a father than he'll ever be."
(I have a devious plan....)
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 20:39:55 GMT -5
[[ what is said devious plan? ]]
Dean just cocked an eyebrow, glancing over at Cas, who shrugged his shoulders softly, bottom lip jutting out in thought. "Benny," the angel said simply, scratching at his dark hair.
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Post by liz on Feb 16, 2017 21:46:55 GMT -5
{{I'm thinking a powerful archangel....or something of the sorts....maybe even Chuck?? xD idk, ignore me we'll figure it out}}
"So, next trial?" Eve asked and Metatron sighed before sending a cautionary glanced at the three men behind her. "You have to go to Hell...and bring a soul back with you."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2017 22:44:48 GMT -5
[[ i'm down. ]]
"Well, that sounds f*cking easy as pie," Dean grumbled sarcastically, provoking a bit of a glare from Castiel, but no words, other than a simple: "Getting into hell is the easy part, but acquiring the soul and getting back out..." he was musing, glancing over to the hunters again, and once more back to Eve.
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Post by liz on Feb 18, 2017 20:40:16 GMT -5
"Do we know any souls in hell?" Eve asked, raising an eyebrow. Sam's eyes widened and he quickly replied, "Bobby. Bobby's in hell." Eve stepped back in shock and let her eyes roam over the three men before asking, "What? Why?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2017 21:39:13 GMT -5
"It's... a long story," Dean sighed, running a hand through his short hair, "but if we can do something to save him along this screwed up road, then I guess we should. Sam?"
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Post by liz on Feb 18, 2017 22:01:36 GMT -5
"I hate you having to do this Eve but the thought of saving Bobby makes it slightly better...." Eve gave a gentle smile although it was strained and she nodded, "Of course, of course—it's the least I could do for Bobby, there's no question about it. And it's one step closer to sealing those damned gates. Just one small question, how exactly am I getting to hell and bringing a soul back?"
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