"Aren't we all Damaged?"
Being a Hybrid has its perks, but it also has its disadvantages. Abigael had been on both ends of those sticks, she's been on them for a while. But there was a fraction in the Demon world that would want her dead and another...
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A week passed since Lucifer broke free. I hadn't had any other dreams about the Winchester men, which was a relief. Seeing them in my dreams had me in knots, not truly understanding the meaning behind it. At this moment, I didn't want to know the truth. I also was laying low, the Demonic world was up in hype due to the return of Lucifer. So, their efforts for me dwindled. But since his return, my mind had not settled from the question I had.
I shrugged on the black leather jacket, I've heard word that a town in Colorado had been taken over by demons. Normally, I wouldn't bat an eye, but since Lucifer sprung free. It could be his place of hiding and controlling his demons. I know my stand-alone power wouldn't defeat him. Heck, he's an archangel, and I'm like an ant under his boot. One look from him could kill, literally. With a blink of an eye, my sights had changed to that of the broken bridge of the only way into the town of River Pass. I peered over the edge to see the rest of the bridge crumbled to the small stream that was under it.
"Charming," I pulled back from peering and began to walk straight, but I blinked once again and was on the other side of the bridge, going into town. I found my way to the town, the road was deserted, and littered with cars that were either crashed or upside down. As I swayed my hips along the road, my eyes scanned the environment, hoping to find any signs of life. My eyes stopped at a Church nearby, I was sensing signs of life within the building. However, I did sense someone approaching behind, they were trying to be stealthy, but I didn't want to blow my cover.
"Don't move," a feminine voice rang out from behind, making me raise my hands up as I also heard the cock of a gun. "Turn around. Slowly," she ordered, and I complied with it. I began to slowly turn around, coming from the right hand-side, until I was fully facing her. The woman had dirty blonde hair, her features were good, but old - but not too old. His eyes scanned mine with haste, and suddenly threw some water onto mine face, which I just accepted, and from the taste of it. It was holy-water.
"Not a demon," I lied, with my American accent, but I saw her eyes widen in surprise. "But I see that you are a hunter," my eyes scanned her, the clothes, the gun, and the holy-water. I brought up my hand to my cheek, and quickly wiped off the water that ran freely. "Clearly, you are in need of help," her eyes wandered mine for a moment, trying to pick up a vibe from me. Within moments, she lowered her gun back to her side.
"Names' Ellen," she introduced herself. "How did you know to come here?" Ellen asked, an eyebrow raising up.
"Rufus called. Something about Demons, and River Pass Colorado," I announced, having the ability to read minds really did come in handy. "So, here I am," I flare my hands out indicating the place. "Martha by the way," I pulled a tight thin smile, as she offered one back.
"Go to the Church, and into the basement, there are people there. I'm going to look for my daughter," Ellen said, before turning around and roamed the street, looking for her daughter.
With her back turned, I blinked and reformed in the basement of the Church, there was a double door standing in the way. I could sense multiple people were behind, frightened for their lives. I swiftly knocked onto the door, and waited for a reply.
