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Post by Timur on Sept 23, 2016 0:18:39 GMT
She looked over to an area of the room opposite of him. What was she looking at? Then she say him, and a terrified look dawned her. Dead? Was he really dead? He looked shocked. There was no way this was heaven or hell. None of those were like this, and he was in the same exact place he had been in. Then he looked confused. How could he be dead? He didn't remember dieing, how could he be dead? "I'm not, I'm not dead." Benny said, now more confused than anything by her screeching. Did the guy do anything to her while he wasn't awake?
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Post by Pebble on Sept 23, 2016 0:24:04 GMT
Alla stopped screaming with wide eyes, horrified at what she was seeing. "Those chains must be iron." She recalled a book she had read, that iron held back ghosts. Wait. No. It made them disappear and Benedict wasn't leaving. Was he dead... or just... too lazy to close his eyes? "You... sleep with your eyes open?" The intelligent girl put the puzzle pieces together. It had to be!
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Post by Timur on Sept 24, 2016 1:08:05 GMT
Dean and Sam were worried. Alula and Benedict had gone out, which wasn't unusual, but what was unusual was that they hadn't come back yet. There were plenty of threats out there to begin with, and then Alula was a Winchester and Benny lived with the winchesters, not a good recipe for a safe living style.
"I don't know Dean, maybe we should go look for them. What if something took them?" Sam asked. He was more outwardly showing his concern, whereas Dean was pretty convinced that the two had just found something to occupy time. Worry was rooted in him too, but he failed to allow it to show. "I'm sure they're fine, what's the worst that could happen?" Sam left that unanswered, they both knew that there were plenty of horrible things that could of happened. Though not likely.
The sun was starting to dip in the sky again. The two still weren't home, and Sam wasn't willing to wait a moment longer. "I'm going to go look for Alula and Benedict, you coming?" he called out. Fawn could come to if she wanted too, in fact she could be quite helpful, but he was more focused on Dean right now. By the this time the worry had grown bigger, the seeds sprouting and allowing roots and green shoots to grow. Horrible metaphor but meh. So Dean shouted "Yeah give me a second!" back and grabbed a gun in case they needed it and tucked it away from public view. Then he would go to the bottom of the staircase where Sam was waiting. They nodded at each other and then left in search of the missing children.
Some time later they came back, unsuccessful. Alula and Benedict were missing, that fact was solid now. They had found a bit of blood in the area they had been taken, of course they didn't know that was where they were taken but they knew enough to be worried. There was also some trampled and broken undergrowth where Benny had been, and footsteps matching his size. That couldn't be good. So now they had to plot and plan how to fine where they were, who took them, and how to bust them free again.
It had taken a while, to say the least. Throughout this time Benny and Alula would be increasingly more beat up, loosing more and more hope as each day passed and they were not rescued. Things like this took time, precious time that they didn't have. More and more cuts, scrapes, burns, and other injuries would be dealt out, Benedict would black out some more, they would reassure each other. They would hope and pray that the group would come and rescue them. So far they hadn't, but today, oh today was a new day. Today would be different.
They had to be quiet. They had their weapons, fawn had her bite. Boy her bite was hard. So they kept quiet. They had an emergency angel banishing sigil written on a piece of paper in the need arose, as they had found out that it was angels who had taken them. Rebels actually. Helpful little pebble huh? She hung around against their will, but she had come in handy. Though she couldn't smite a demon so she definitely couldn't smite an angel, and hadn't been allowed to go on this hunt. Soon enough they found the room where Benny and Alula were being taken. Fawn stood a bit close to Sam, causing him to be uncomfortable with the heat. Dean looked at each of the people there, a silent are you ready? Once they each gave the affirmative, Dean opened the door. Fawn shot past and into the room and gave a ferocious bark, ready to rip and tear at anyone who opposed them. Of course it wouldn't be as effective on Angels, but it would certainly slow them down. Their guns had angel bullets in them, made from a leftover angel blade from a whiles back. Dean went in first, Sam hot on his heels, and then they realized that the room was empty except for a table of bloody tools and a rather beat up duo that they had been looking for. So they lowered their guns, Dean and Sam both wincing at the state Alula and Benny were in. Dean went straight for Alula, who seemed to of suffered the most. "Alula!" he exclaimed when he saw her. "Come on, let's get the two of you out of here." Dean said when he got there, quickly grabbing the chains to try and figure out how to get her out. Sam went for Benny, and when he realized that he looked rather dead he freaked for a moment. However he took his pulse. There, faint but faster than usual. That wasn't good. The quickest way would be to shoot the chains, both of them realized, by that wasn't practical in any means. "Hey Dean got your lock pick? I can't find mine." Sam asked, after searching through his pockets. "Yeah, I always do. Why don't you have your's?" Dean replied. Sam didn't reply to the question, but instead impatiently waited for Dean to get Alula'a chains undone so he could get Benny's. "They're going to need a trip to the hospital." Sam commented, freezing when he remembered Alula's fear of hospitals. Opps. He cast a quick glance at her silently, waiting her reaction before saying anything.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 24, 2016 1:47:19 GMT
The two were chained, forever frozen to their chairs. Day after day, Alula got the worst of it. And she lost hope on the third day the girl had lost all hope, her wounds stinging with burns, salt, and lemon juice. Her nose ached, her shoulder ached, everything ached! She was praying for death, praying for anything to relieve her of this hell. Then, it came.
Benedict was knocked out. Again. It was just Alula and Lucifer. Who had been no help at all in the past days. How many days had it been? Had it been weeks? Maybe. It must be a new day, because the foot steps were at the door again. Alula continued to just let her head hang, too tired to give any reaction. Then, the bark. Alula assumed it was just a new way of torture and she continued to let her head hang, awaiting teeth to lash into her.
But then, a new voice said her name. Dean. She raised her head a little, revealing glazed green eyes, all light flooded from them. It was Dean. She felt joy leap through her as he moved to free her of her chains. She gritted her teeth at the drop, shoulder wounded to the point of being lame.
Sam mentioned a hospital and she shot a pleading look to the male, hating hospitals. She had to go to one? She would rather lock herself in her room and heal there... or maybe the new arrival Pebble could heal her and Benedict.
Feeling black pick her vision she looked up at Dean, offering a bloody and weak smile.
"Hi, dad."
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Post by Timur on Sept 24, 2016 2:14:22 GMT
For a moment, Dean wondered what had happened to her eyes, but die coded there were more important matters on hand. He got Alula down and attempted to catch her, though it was probably impossible for him to firmly catch her without also hurting her. Sadly. Sam had caught her pleading look, but knew that the hospital was what had to happen. Sam gave her an 'I'm sorry', and Dean quickly tossed the picks over to Sam, who caught them and got to work on Benedict. She gave him a smile and spoke, and a surge of defensiveness and anger washed through him. Who would dare harm someone so young? His daughter in particular? One thing was for certain, those Angels would be dead soon. He would attempt to hold her close against him. They had truly beat the lights out of them hadn't they? "We're going to get you all fixed up I promise." he muttered, unsure if Alula would hear him in her state. It meant a hospital, but if that's what it had to be that's what it had to be. He cast a look to Sam, who had by now had the other bloody and beaten child securely in his arms. "Come on let's get out of here." Sam said. Dean would then attempt to pick her up in what he thought to be the most painless way possible, but every way would probably cause pain. Poor girl. It seemed a little too easy, they both thought, but hey neither of them would complain. Then, assuming Dean had Alula in his arms, Sam Dean and Fawn would walk towards the door in a rather hurried manner, all of them wanting to get out ASAP.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 24, 2016 2:31:24 GMT
Alula wouldn't deny Dean as he held her close, too tired to pry herself from his holds. It was actually comforting, considering the only warmth she had ever had was her own blood and a torch. He spoke and groaned quietly, nodding briefly as she rested her head on his chest, apple green eyes looking at nothing. He picked her up, bridal style, and she allowed her head to rest against his chest again, apple green eyes studying him before looking ahead. She was at ease and wanted to sleep, but she knew better. She whimpered, blackness pricking at her eye sight again as she was carried speedily out. Not that she could blame them; she wanted out too. Too many things had been expire need in that room.
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