Ashes || Book 3 of 'I Caught Fire Series'

Chapter 13 - War Of The Worlds

My body is sweaty and aching with absolute raw pain, slumping against the tight cage of twisted metal surrounding me. Michael stands in front of me, a sick and sinister smile plastered on his chapped lips as his eyes drink in my pain.

"Tell me, more." He insists.

I don't say anything and he drives the spikes of the cage into my side, causing another scream to come past my lips. He holds them there for a long time before he pulls them out, allowing me to gasp for breath.

He walks away from the cage, his eyes locked on me as he speaks, "Obviously you are from another dimension, because I watched your body burn as in the flames in Beijing after your betrayal to our heaven. But the fact still remains that you are a coward and traitor to your brothers and sisters."

"Eat a dick." I whisper breathlessly and he laughs, before driving the spikes into my skin again.

"Ahh!" I scream out, it echoing around the walls of the dilapidated church.

He pulls them out and eyes me for the longest of moments before he sighs, "It appears that you aren't going to talk. That's okay, I can easy figure it out for myself."

He reaches forward and I struggle against my confines, but he lays his palm on my head and I am transported into my memories. The first one is of Chuck creating me, my first moments in my very long life. He beams down at me in absolute pride and joy, welcoming me into his world.

The image shifts to me falling to earth in a ball of fire, running away from my responsibilities and brothers and sisters. The hurt and despair waving over me like a tidal wave. How I interact with Amil, forming with her as my vessel and hiding away from the rest of the world.

My memories then shift to the night I met Sam, the shame and the pain of being attacked and violated. The fear of him finding me and being taken back to the hospital where everyone knew my name and would know about the horrors that were inflicted upon me.

And then it shifts to road trips, going to the beaches in California, or climbing the mountains in the Rocky's, driving down the highway in Route 66. The smiles on our faces, the laughter we shared and our complete happiness with one another.

It morphs into hunting, taking on demons and angels, vampires, werewolves, ghosts, wraiths and so many monsters that we have conquered over our short time together. Memories on bringing with Sam, Dean and Cas throughout our many travels and adventures.

And then to my absolute favourite memory, the night Sam proposed to me. The incredible food we shared, our romantic walk along the lake and him kneeling down on one knee, asking me to be with him for the rest our lives, at the time he didn't know how long of a life I would have.

I am suddenly jerked back into the present and I look around, dazed and confused before my eyes land on Michael. He smirks at me evilly and I want nothing more than to wipe it off of his face.

"Sam Winchester... A human you fell in love with." He states.

"Shut up." I hiss and he chuckles, "My, my, Aleia. You really do love defying the laws of our kind, pushing the limits into the taboo and taking the world for yourself. It's pathetic really."

"Shut up!" I growl.

"Don't worry, Aleia. When I get to you world and conquer it for myself, I'll keep Sam Winchester as my pet. Allowing him to watch the world be perished of all its evil. And then I will kill him. Slow... Painfully."