Devil In Me (Jack Kline/Supernatural)

27. Demons Within

"Do you know him?" Deimos' question had been honest. It had been his intrigue into the parts of my life he didn't know about that made him ask it. Yet, I could not answer.

"Fine. Don't answer me." He huffed.

"He's a low life demon. No, I did not know him. I didn't even know of him." I shook my head, watching the 'him' we were referring to on the mirror.

Since my death, I had done nothing but sit in front of this mirror. I didn't eat or sleep. I was already dead; I had no use for human ordeals.

Since being relieved of my demonic ties, I always wondered if my death would remake me a demon. I always thought I would go to hell, or Purgatory, or even the Empty that Cas spoke of. Yet, here I was, a dead, once human soul floating in an unknown space that tried, and failed, to be Hell.

Unlike Hell, there weren't many souls here. Not many monsters had been reverted back to humanity. No wonder Deimos wanted me here; it was lonely.

"I may be the King of the Underworld, okay, but possessing the body of a dead man is... disgusting." Deimos shook his head. He looked grossed out, but I didn't blame him. The body I inhabited had been mine since my creation. I never once possessed another body. The idea felt so evil to me.

I watched as Jack's body maneuvered around the mausoleum the boys were in. The demon possessing the body, Belphegor, seemed like he truly wanted to help the boys. Yet, demons lie, and on top of that, he took hold of Jack's corpse.

"You can't watch this all day, love. You have to do something else."

"Bite me." I retorted, barely shifting in my spot. I watched the boys exit the mausoleum and make their way back to the Impala.

I wanted to be there with them; to help. I wanted to save them; to make things right again. How could I do that, from my spot in knock-off Satan's castle?

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~Belphegor~

"Who is she?" I pointed to the picture on the meat suit's phone. The girl was stunning. She had wild blue hair, a bright smile, blue-green eyes. "People are a lot more attractive these days."

Dean barely glanced back at me. "What?"

"Last time I was on Earth, I was human. We worshipped a giant rock shaped like a penis. People were ugly back then. But you and this girl, you're gorgeous. Who was she?"

"She was..."

"Your kid? Like the guy I'm in?"

"Kind of. Less like our kid, more like our sister. She was Crowley's daughter."

I shouldn't have been as surprised as I was. Every demon, no matter how insignificant, knew of Crowley's daughter. She was born human, turned demon over time, and the turned back to a human.

"She was Crowley's daughter? Didn't think someone so ugly could have such a beautiful kid."

"Lapis was Jack's girlfriend, sort of. They knew each other inside and out. He killed her."

"That's awful. Well, for you guys." I shrugged. "And the other angel, the pretty one, she is...?"

"Hope; she was Lapis' guardian." There was a brief pause. "So, what do you need for this spell?"

"Not much. Salt. Oh! And a human heart."

Dean just shook his head. I sat back in my seat, surveying the area. I glanced down at the phone in my hands again. Human technology advanced a whole hell of a lot since I was here. You could talk to other people on a device. You could store pictures on that same device.

This kid's phone was full of photos of this girl. He seemed deeply infatuated with her. I could see why; she was one of the prettiest people I had ever seen.

"Alright. Let's go."

I put the phone back in my pocket, getting out of the car. I leaned against it as Dean went inside of the store. I waited, looking around at everyone and everything. No matter what, though, I couldn't get that girl out of my head.

Since every door in Hell was opened, cage included, could she be her again? Could she be roaming the planet, searching for the Winchesters?

As if on cue, Jack's phone began to ring. Startled, I fumbled with the buttons, accepting the call.

"Hello?"