Carry On

Chapter Nineteen

Charlie's POV

Today was the day, a battle. One to win a war. Of course Gabriel knew nothing of this. Just that I was on to something. If he knew, he'd try to stop me, stupid Angel. " Hey Sugar." I feel his hands on my shoulders and surely when I look up the sly Angel stands there.

" Whatcha want sweet cheeks?" I continue packing my weapons bag. " I wanted to make sure you were okay. You seem tense." He rubs my shoulders and I know that Cas will be here soon but I don't want him to stop. " Hey Pi- GABRIEL?!" And there he was. " Well hello brother, long time no see." Even though I'm not facing them, I can hear the grin in Gabe's voice.

I grab the bag, still avoiding eye contact and grab my jacket . " You knew? You knew he was alive?" Cassie turns me towards him, and there it sat. The same look I get from everyone I've ever cared about, disappointment. " I'm sorry." I mean it with everything but I'd already fucked everything up. I go towards the door as Cas sits there in shock and anger. " Ch-Piper wait!" Gabriel grabs my arm when I reach the door and I look him in the eye.

" What did I tell you? Failure." I rip my arm away and get in the car. Stupid me, always fucking things up. I start coughing, great just what I need. Fifty or so against one. Cas was done with me, I knew that. Gabriel knew nothing. The guys knew that I was hunting just not, what. There's a good chance I could die today but that would just be too lucky, right?

I pull up to the factory. Fifty or more, black eyed assholes sit inside and one mega bitch. I take the old torn picture from my pocket. It was us. Mom, Dad, Ben. Sam and Cas. It's was when we were happy. " I love you." I whisper pecking the photo and shoving it back in my pocket. The bag drags on my shoulder. My phone buzzes but I don't touch it, it'd be too much.

" Well well well, what do we have here?" I drop the bag and pull out the loaded water guns, or water rifles and the demon blades. Along with the four guns with devil trap bullets. " Well you have a girl with a water gun." I smirk at the three guards. " Whatcha gonna do? Spray us to death?" They all erupt with laughter so I decide that I should show them. The water guns burned their skin, holy water. They shriek as they try to attack but the first lunges and ends up with a demon blade in his chest.

They others I kept busy with the water gun while slipping one of the actual guns out and making sure it had the silencer on. I shoot both and duck tape their mouths shut. They can't move which means they can't remove it. I crouch down next to one of them. " You know, you really shouldn't underestimate a girl with a water gun." I snicker and rise. Their eyes, it's all fear.

I cause that. Pain, fear, death. It was like this for twenty minutes. Muffled cries. Blades lodged in someone's skull. Fifty people. Fifty families. Fifty suffering. Now....all dead. The bitch, didn't show her face. No she wouldn't. " Looking for me?" A chuckle corrupts the dark room. " Florence I suppose?" I stand in a fighting stance but I'm pushed to the ground. The light flickers and I can see a shadow of a women. She kicks my side. I use my foot to drop kick her and climb on top of her, landing a blow to her cheek. " Nice to meet ya bitch." I raise my fist but she grabs it and uses this as an advantage to pull me down.

She lands multiple blows to my cheek and nose. My lip is busted and my nose is bleeding. She uses her nail and scratches my cheek. I wince but struggle to grab the demon blade in my back pocket. I knee her in the back and she falls to her side I jump with the little energy I could and pounce. I hit her a few times and grab the knife out of my back pocket but she rolls us and the knife is knocked from my reach.

" I don't know who the hell you are but." She pulls out her own blade and my fingers are at the tip of my own, struggling to reach. " I'll make sure it hurts." she smirks and I grab my blade and throw it into her side, but it's too late. She got me. Her meat suit falls off me and the blade sits in my stomach. I drag myself to the nearest wall. Maybe I was wrong, maybe today is my lucky day. I cough, not surprising I had done it all day. But when I pulled my hand away, all I saw was blood.