I'm a Monster Hunter (Supernatural x Heroes of Olympus)

CHPT 18: Do You Know your Demons?

Leo's POV:

"We could try beating it until it ends the deal," Dean suggested as he sipped a beer he'd found in the farm house fridge. "Holy water usually makes then squeel. Or the demon knife."

"Assuming Osley actually holds the deals," I reminded him tiredly. "He could be a broker."

"What if their actually is a pagan god attached to him," Dean frowned. "Like with Zelus."

"Then the cultists will either side with the deity or side with us," I glanced towards the kitchen door. All the cultists were upstairs talking amongst themselves and explaining to their fellows what had transpired. They actually seemed kind of pissed they'd been tricked by a demon.

"What ever the case," Cas said gruffly. "We need to think of a plan."

"Summon the son of a bitch," Dean tapped the occultist's spell book with the demon kinfe. "Get him to release the deal then put him out of his misery."

"Wish we knew more about Osley," I hummed distractedly then grabbed the spell book. "Cas, do you think these spells can tell us anything about the demons they summon?"

"Maybe," Cas peered over my shoulder as I began flipping through the old pages. "Some of it is in Latin and older languages."

"I don't speak Latin," I bit my lip wondering if the Jupiter enthusiasts upstairs knew how to read it or if the just blindly pronounced it how they thought it should sound during their rituals. "Cas, can you go grab their leader for me quick?"

"Certainly," Cas disappeared and Dean's phone rang.

"Yeah," He picked it up. "Hey Sammy... I don't know I'll ask."

"What?" I asked curiously as he looked to me.

"Can Chance go to Houston early?" He shrugged. "Sam says she needs to get away from everything for a bit."

"To Tia Rosa?"

"Yeah."

"Uh sure," I frowned in confusion. Tia's birthday is on the weekend and we'd all planned to meet down their for the occasion. "Is Chance okay?"

"Sam says she's struggling a bit with the demigod thing again," Dean paused listening to Sam on the line. "Says she ripped up the rail on the main stairs by accident. She's kinda shook."

"Does he need us to come back?" My heart just about leapt out of my chest. I'd drop this case in a second if Chance needs us. Breaking this deal could wait till another day.

"Nah," Dean scrunched up his nose. "Sam says she chilled out, but she needs away for a bit."

"Then by all means," I shrugged. "Tia's house is a good place for her if that's what she needs. She's still grounded till forever though!"

"Sam says she knows," Dean chuckled.

"Can I talk to her?" I moved around the table and Dean handed me the phone.

"Hello?" Came my sister's voice from the tiny speaker.

"Hey Mi Alma," I said soothingly. "How you feeling?"

"Tired," She hiccuped. "I just want to be away from everything for a bit. See my Tia and escape this shit."

"Watch your language," I chidded gently. "You're seven. Don't start talking like Dean until your at least a teenager."

She laughed a bit, "No promises."

"That's my sister," I smiled. "Go on Festus; he'll keep you safe."