Chapter 14

- Gabriel, I'm begging you, get dressed first, and then come here.

- I'm here, who's next in line? - I've got two enthusiasts.

- Ramiel, I have a favor to ask. Give me as much grace as you can. - I used my delusions to make my eyes like the cat from Shrek.

- Okay, I owe you for the phoenixes and the information. - Hmm, that was easier than I thought. - Only why, even you can't take it, you'll burst or burn. I'd love to see something like that, but you're interesting, sometimes.

- Thanks for the compliment. - I said sarcastically. - I'll eat the princes and I'll need a powerful "bleach", I don't want to become a demon for good.

- Oh, I see.

The second hunt was much easier.

Even the eternal optimist and joker Gabriel was shocked.

The thing was, Ramiel was stoned, stoned on some kind of magic powder, rolling his eyes and smiling blissfully, drooling on his pillow. He left a guard of pretty strong demons, of course, but we took them down pretty quick.

- I'm embarrassed to eat him. - I muttered aloof. - What about the epic battle between good evil and evil evil?

- Tell me about it, all hope is on the other two. Azazel's gonna kick your ass. Shall we go? - He asked, kicking the yellow-eyed bastard lightly.

The takeover of the second superdemon was so easy, it was a shame.

I wish it had, but I need the experience of the fights. I could lose my knack like that. In spite of the junkie's deranged state, I was in no hurry.

As with Dagon, all knowledge-remembering into the angel's furnace.

Once again, I killed almost a month of my life. I could have done it faster, no resistance. And when he woke up, it was too late. But the quieter you ride the farther you go. It took me a couple of days to get used to the spike in my power level. Hiding my essence became more difficult.

This time I visited Bobby and Ellen first, and they were doing great. They're expecting a new addition to the family, but they don't know it yet. It's not hard to guess if I felt two souls in Ellen's shoes. I did not want to spoil the surprise, but I winked at the bar hostess as mysteriously as I could.

The guys are hunting, met some more of the special kids.

Before the new wave of training, I wanted to relax with Pamela. But I was in for a surprise. I showed up at her house with a bouquet of flowers.

I caught an interesting picture.

- Is there no place left empty? - Watching Pamela actively riding some guy, I said.

- Adam, are you back yet? - A very logical question, she was really scared, I can understand her.

Cheating on a dude who kills higher demons without really trying hard isn't the smartest idea.

- Yeah, I see you weren't expecting me. - but it's a little touch-and-go there. It's an unpleasant situation.

- Don't kill us, please. - She asked me with tears in her eyes.

- No need to make a monster out of me, I'm not bad at it myself. - A crooked smirk crept onto my frowning face. I seem to be a relatively sane character.

- What could that brat possibly do to us? I'm going to throw him down the stairs. How did you even get in? - her new partner said. He was a six-footer, apparently on steroids.

I've never killed a normal person in this world.

Uh, with my own hands.

And I'm not gonna start over over something like that. So the guy got off with a bunch of broken bones, a dozen teeth knocked out, bruises all over his body, and a lifetime of impotence.

He even almost died once, but I fixed him up, I'm kind. He shouldn't have opened his mouth.

I didn't say anything more to Pamela. She's not a teenager anymore. She's not a teenager to start cursing and hurling insults. She's made her choice. It's a pity I found out about it in a way I didn't like.

After burning the flowers I brought her, I left.

***

- Is she out of her mind? - Bobby exclaimed in surprise. After his wife gave him an update.

- Oh, I don't know, honey, what was she missing? - Ellen muttered, wondering at her friend's behavior. - She was drunk, young body, Adam was gone again, so...

- Women are stupid. - Ash shared his opinion without taking his eyes off his laptop.

- I agree. - Bobby said wisely, scratching his beard.

- The facts are clear, so I'm not even going to argue. - Ellen conceded defeat, but made a mental note.

***

I was able to create a telekinetic shield. Whoo!

On the one hand, nothing complicated for a creature capable of telekinesis to carve the devil's traps on bullets. But as it turned out, maintaining a protective layer around my body was pretty strenuous.

I stabbed myself with the knife, it held up fine. Shot myself with a pistol, also okay.

Well, as far as trying to shoot or stab myself is normal at all.

I don't know how it will be with powerful artifacts like archangel blades, but it's not bad.

I thought I had it till the first fight with the monsters, I had to check this new feature, but I was distracted and I lost concentration, and that was it, no shield.

I had a lot of power, but I didn't know how to use it properly.

I had a lot of power, but I didn't know how to use it properly. I was also able to fly with the same telekinesis, which I did not do before, for one simple reason.

I was able to fly with the help of telekinesis, which I did not do before, for one simple reason. It's unpleasant.

Carved two dozen nests of various monsters. Doing my own experiments. Learned how to cut heads with telekinesis. Saves a lot of time. Not like snapping my fingers, but not bad. And I could cut some bread and sausages.

I remembered the Book of the Damned again.

I found the Stein family's abode and gave them a local extermination.

I did not negotiate with them, but absorbed the soul of the head of the family, found out where the book was hidden, and destroyed them all together with the mansion.

The rest of the knowledge on how to use the book, I ignored it. Too dangerous shit. So, no knowledge, no temptation.

After flipping through the book, I realized that I didn't understand anything. Everything is encrypted, you can't read it. So nothing "useful" was deposited in my brain.

So, I looked at pictures, like in kindergarten. I threw it in my vault and forgot about it for the time being.

The thing is, I had a "genius" idea. And I immediately rushed to check it out. I wasted no time in getting to Bobby's place.

- Bobby, there's an emergency, I need help. - I said as I flew into his office. - Oh, hey guys. Great, you should get in on this too. And what kind of a tying party is this? - Sam was sitting in a pentagram, tied to a chair. He smelled distinctly demonic. Yeah, there was something like that on the show.

- Adam, we got a big case, Sam's possessed, and the thing's locked itself inside. - Bobby gets right to the point, like always.

- It's weird, I burned protection into each of your skulls, and Sam doesn't have any. - Maybe yellow eyes did it himself, there's no one else. - Let's find out. - I snapped my fingers and summoned a chair for myself, seated my body on it, and took possession of Sam.

Yeah, it was like a communal apartment. The owner of the body was out. With a blast of Nephilim healing, I woke him up.

- Adam, what are you doing here? And where is this here? - He looked around, his shock a spoonful away.

- We're in your head, you're possessed by a demon and me. - I explained the situation in a voice that sounded like it happened to me twice a day. I yawned, too. Accidentally, of course.

- And where is he? - I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. I snapped my fingers, and a dark cloud hovered near us.

- Do you want to be a demon?" I suggested to Winchester. - My way.

- Well, thanks, but I'll pass. - He's got a lot of downsides, but he's got plenty of upsides, too.

- Suit yourself. - I didn't wait for him to change his mind, so I swallowed the demon myself.

Just as I thought. Azazel had a hand in it, literally. He was the one who removed the protection after a couple of attempts to capture it failed.

Witch bags I gave the boys didn't do much good, because demons follow the Winchesters the old-fashioned way. They walk on their feet.

Simple as an axe, Sam has to think he's a homicidal lunatic.

Good thing the demon locked himself up before he found out about me from Sam's head. Didn't have time to send word to his bosses, either. I don't want to know what the yellow-eyed man will do if he finds out that I'm hunting princes, handsome as I am, and what's stranger is that I'm good at it. After all, I've already told you about Dagon's death.

- The yellow-eyed man himself had something to do with your obsession. Wanted to pin some guilt on you for something the demon did. So don't sweat it. - It's time to wake up. It's a little cramped in here.

- Dean, get your ass over here. He's awake. - Singer yelled and looked me in the eye with a question. I nodded lightly and smirked at him, flashing my orange eyes.

- Sam, are you okay? - Dean asked anxiously, looking intently into my eyes.

- I'm not Sam. - I confessed in a grave voice, as if to say it out loud, which made me feel better.

- I'm not Sam," he growled. - he growled and splashed holy water. It had no effect. - Why isn't it working?

- I am not a demon. - I confessed honestly again.

- What am I? - And then Bobby and I laughed. That was the smartest question I could think of.

He was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. After a few seconds, the dorm master woke up, and he laughed, too.

- There's so much going on, and you're still mocking me? - The older Winchester spoke angrily, pacing from side to side.

- I'm sorry, I wasn't myself. - and laughed again, and the others joined me, Dean included.

The nervous tension was starting to wear off. We drank in a close male circle, discussed the latest news. And I remembered why I'd come to them in the first place.