Third Moon (Book 3 in The Awakening Trilogy)

22: Do I Make Myself Clear

ELIZABETH

I glance at the passenger side then back to the road as I drive toward the building where Dean died.

"Are you sure about this Sammy?" I ask.

"Yeah, if it works we'll have him back." Sam replies.

"And if it doesn't?" I glance over at him again.

"We'll be in for a hell of a fight." He states.

"What are the chances of this actually working?" I pull up to the building.

"Very little." We get out and walk into the building.

I adjust my jacket to hide my weapons and glance at the boy beside me with long hair. He nods and I nod back. We approach a small group of people.

"I didn't think you were this dumb Winchester." A black man with a muscular build chuckles. "So let me just get this over with." He pulls out a gun and I draw mine with glowing eyes.

"If you even think about it you'll be dead before you even hit the ground, you understand me! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR!?!" I boom. The man drops his gun and I lower mine. "That's what I thought."

"That's one feisty chick you got, Sam, no wonder Dean told us to be careful about her." A redhead smirks. Her skin pale, she wore a leather romper with a jacket. "Or maybe that's why he so nobly let us kill him." I draw my gun back up at her.

"I will blow your brains out right now red." I growl.

"Go ahead and try." She crosses her arm and I pull the trigger. The other three who where standing gape at me.

"Damn chica, you mean business." A Hispanic man says.

"Well Sam, you already know we can't do anything." The black man states. I lower my gun and tuck it away.

"Sam let's go. I'll find some other way to get Dean back." Sam nods and follows me out to the Impala. We get in and I start it up.

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I pull up to the house and we climb out. I lock the car and walk inside. I go straight to my bedroom and lock away my weapons. I throw my jacket on the bed and run a hand the through my hair before grabbing three spell books from the top of the closet. I walk back into the living room and toss them on the floor before sitting in a straddle and flipping the front of one open. I flip through the pages, my eyes flicking across each page.

"Beth, there's no use, I've looked through everything." Sam sighs. I slam the book shut and grab the next one.

"Maybe that's because you don't know what you're looking for." I state rather bitchily.

"Cas tried too, he's died too many times, we can't bring him back." I flip the page and read it carefully.

"No, you can't bring him back. I can." I rip the page out and stand. He raises an eyebrow. I force the paper against his chest. "The Banshee and the Hellhound, the harbingers of death. The Oridon is a Hybrid of the two. I'm also a Guardian, I'm getting him back, no matter what the risk. I'm getting my brother back." I duplicate the page and take the original with me. I walk out into the woods and climb a tree.

"Trying to resurrect the Winchester boy are we?" Xayn asks popping up in the tree in front of me. My eyes glow and I look at him.

"That's none of your business." I growl.

"I'm not sure that I like your tone." He states.

"I'm not so sure I like your presence." I retort. He raises his eyebrows before coming at me. I throw him out of the trees and onto the ground at the tree line. I jump down and wrap my hand around his throat. I snarl at him and his eyes glow.

"You want a fight? So be it." He throws me against a tree. I jump to my feet and kick him in the side of the head. He punches me in the face and I dig my claws into his abdomen. I snarl again and throw him on the ground. He slowly climbs to his feet and I force my hand into his chest and grip his heart, color fading from his eyes. I break his heart and pull my hand out leaving the crushed heart in the dead boy's chest. I burn the body and wipe my hand clean before climbing back into the tree.

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I take a deep breath before jumping down. I start walking to the house when I get thrown against a tree. I yell out and climb to my feet.

"Gabriel what the hell!?!" I yell. He runs at me and slams me against the tree again.

"I'm tired of having to deal with my bitch ass little sister." He growls. I kick him off and make my eyes glow. I growl and he runs at me. I throw him against the tree and he climbs up and throws me against a different tree, my ribs shattering. I yell out and force myself to stand. He runs at me and holds me against the tree. He forces his hand through my chest. "I'm tired of fixing her mistakes because she is a worthless pathetic whore." I force my hand through his chest and rip out his heart. His hand leaves my chest and I suck in breath, finally able to breathe again.

"And you're nothing but my bastard brother who deserves to burn in hell." His body ignites and I take another deep breath. I slide down the tree and focus on my breathing. My eyes glow and I slowly stand. Jake appears and run to me.

"I came to make sure you were okay, turns out it's a good thing I did." Jake states eyeing my wounds. I weakly smile.

"I'm okay, it's healing." I say.

"Who did this?" He asks.

"Gabriel, but he's dead now." I reply taking another deep breath.

"Come on, you need to get inside." Jake gently picks me up and carries me to the house. He sets me down and I open the door. Alex gapes at me.

"Momma what happened!?!" He asks.

"I'm fine Alex, don't worry." I reply calmly.

"It was a bad guy wasn't it?" Helena asks from the hallway slowly stepping from the shadows. I nod.

"Yeah, but I took care of it." I state sitting on the couch. "And managed to get the dagger."