Survivor's Guilt

XIX (Johnny's Rebellion)

The merch tables are in dire need of assistance. We will manage with the crew we have now but it will not be easy. I've armed myself with three daggers hidden underneath my flannel. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the demons shifting uncomfortably. Can they sense the weapons? If they can, then it stands to reason the others can too. Slumping down into one of the chairs behind the table I sigh heavily. What I wouldn't give to hear Lilith's commentary on my paranoia.

"Believe me Koala Tea, you will come to cherish the silence." Johnny places a hand on my shoulder giving it a reassuring squeeze.

My guardian demon found me this morning curled up in Spencer's arms. Granted, it wasn't the wisest decision to make. Sathanas proved himself to be stronger than I remembered him being. Ami gives me a thumbs up. We hadn't been able to converse as much all things considered. It was something I'd rectify when I wasn't on Hell's Most Wanted List. Nadine sits next to me twirling her ring around her finger. She is worried about Milo. We all are, once I have Spencer back and on my side, we will find them. We will rescue them and Lucifer will lose his advantage.

"I'm still trying to figure out how she managed to create a body of her own in such a short time," I say quietly.

"She stole the souls the horsemen collected after you locked them inside the rings." Johnny had the explanation at the ready. "We can safely say that Lucifer is not too happy with her right now."

"I think I just saw my last fuck fly by." I deadpan, hearing him chuckle.

"Love the newly sharpened claws, darling." He smiles revealing razor-sharp teeth. "Use them to take down the princes on your hit list."

My fingers brush against the daggers. Yes, I have training, but I am a human going up against three upper-class demons. Was I out of my league? Absolutely. Did I love a good underdog story? You bet your ass I did. With the completion of the last display, we went our separate ways. I walk back to the dressing rooms hearing We Came As Romans are in their room completely oblivious to what is happening around them. I consider it to be a good thing. Not everyone took the news of the supernatural existing well.

Stopping in front of the Ice Nine Kills room, I gather my courage. I remind myself this is something I need to do. Lucifer had crossed lines he never should have crossed. My crew was my family. Chris and Ricky had already been through enough and Spencer he was mine, not Hell's. Knocking the opening to funeral derangements on the door. I rock back on my heels waiting for a reply.

"Koala?" Dan sticks his head out of the room.

"Can you and the boys do me a huge favor? I need a moment alone with Spence." I answer.

"No prob." He opens the door for me. Trusting me, they start walking down the hall. Their voices carry as they start to meet and greet fans. A single breath centers me and I shut the door behind me. Sathanas sits on one of the chairs watching me with his predatory gaze.

"Have you come to surrender?" He cocks his head to the side.

"Hardly my style considering I put three of your boys in the ground." I don't even bother with niceties. I want him to pay for what he'd done. There were very few memories from childhood that stuck with me. I can still remember the holidays and birthdays. All those memories I kept behind closed doors, whenever I needed to be reminded of what I was fighting for, I would look at them. The only memory I cared about now was the night my life changed. The night my father was killed in front of me. My mother telling me to run. The fear. The panic. The cold bit down on every part of my body.

"You are here for your revenge arc?" Dev stands up. "Sweetheart, haven't done this song and dance before?"

"I'm here because I made you a promise." I cross my arms over my chest sliding his dagger down my sleeve keeping it out of sight until the time is right. Dev will not expect this.