Give Me Your Weapons.

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Caleb knocked on Charlie's door.

"G-Go away!" He heard from inside. She really had been crying.

Aw, man..

He knocked again.

"Leave me alone!"

"Charlie, it's Caleb!" He yelled out. He heard shuffling, and the door unlocked. It swung open, and Charlie stood there, eyes red.

"What do you want?" She asked. Caleb scratched his neck.

"Look... I.. I apologize."

"Apologize for what?" Charlie asked, tapping her foot on the ground.

"For uh.. giving Angel dynamite.." He muttered.

"So, you know how bad an idea THAT WAS?" Her voice was rising.

"Yes."

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!" Charlie yelled. "Hundreds of innocent people are dying! Have died! The residents of hell can revive, but NOBODY WANTS TO DIE!"

Charlie sat down.

"Give me your weapons."

"What?!" Caleb yelled incredulously.

"I can't trust you with them anymore. Hand them over." Charlie stayed strong, and stood firm.

"And if I don't?" He asked.

"Then I will kick you out, and you will have nowhere to live." Charlie responded.

She wouldn't.

"I refuse." Caleb responded.

Charlie narrowed her eyes. She was fuming. He dared to.. disobey her like this?

Without her knowing, she grew horns. Her eyes turned blood red. She gained a few feet, and her fingers were now long claws. Her voice deepened.

She had turned into her demon form.

Caleb stared, unable to process this.

"LEAVE MY HOTEL! YOU CHILDISH, INSOLENT, BRUTISH APE!!" Charlie yelled at Caleb.

Caleb was not scared. He had seen scarier, and lived to tell the tale. He didn't want to make Charlie angrier, so he reluctantly went for his belt.

He removed his shotgun, flare pistol, tommy gun, tesla cannon, napalm launcher, his dynamite, his lighter, his voodoo doll, his life-leech, his proximity mines, and his remote bombs. He held on to his pitchfork. He would never give up the pitchfork.

"Pitchfork." Charlie spoke.

Caleb shook his head. "This was my dad's pitchfork. It's the only thing I have left to remember him with."

It wasn't a good lie, but it apparently worked. Charlie nodded.

Caleb turned around, and left.

"Our sessions are going to be longer from now on." Charlie said, slowly turning back into her normal self. Caleb nodded.

He felt like a child that was caught stealing from the cookie jar.

"We will find Caleb.. and we will make him pay."

"How are we going to find him?"

"With this!" The person pulled out a book, and opened to a certain page. "This is a locator spell. It can locate any organic life, as long as you have some of their life-force. Blood, hair, etc."

"Well, we have plenty of blood. After all, we did attack him multiple times."

"Bring me some."

The person came back later, hands covered in dry blood.

"I found a big puddle and just soaked my hands in it."

"Very good. Thank you." The leader took the persons hand to a sink, and put a cup underneath his hands. They washed the blood off and into the cup, where there was now traces of blood in it.

The people set up the rune, and the leader put the cup in the middle.

They cast the spell, and a portal opened. Inside, it seemed to be a hotel bedroom.

"Perfect..."

A/N:

Charlie's demon form is different than it is in the pilot. I went freelance there, because I didn't watch every demon has a rainbow in them or whatever the song was called. I didn't watch the fight with Katie Killjoy (because that's apparently when she went demon form.)

so just ignore that part, Kay? Thanks.

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