Flames Of Hell (A supernatural fan fic)

Chapter 5: Power Trip

—Abaddon—

I felt the surge of power that emanated from the diner. "The girl" I said "Yeah, the girl that you snatched up is pretty powerful." the hunter said "Well, her and the angel" rage filled me as I turned my gaze to the hunter. "What? You think we'd come to this mouse trap without a little back up." They have her and an angel. The odds of me getting to her, and Crowley, are looking slimmer and slimmer. With her here and an angel the likelihood of me having any of my allies left are looking minuscule. I should have brought more of my following. Next time.

I took the only logic course of action that remained. I ran.

I dropped the Winchester and ran. How will I look to the demonic underworld if I am labeled as a coward and I return with no Crowley. No Crowley, no crown. This enraged me.

I went back to my base of operations. A number of my followers nodded and bowed. My mind was too preoccupied with today to register them.

I had to come up with a new plan. Crowley was the original goal. The girl, however, opened up a realm of possibilities. She didn't even know about her abilities. Let alone how powerful she is. To refuse possession and not even know.... It just further proves her potential.

Regardless, this has to be played carefully and one step at a time. The girl is probably with the hunters now. Even if I knew where they were, attempting to go after her head on would be stupid. She has Winchesters to keep her safe now. Not to mention Crowley. He would help anyone if that meant ending me and keeping the crown.

"Madam" An underling said "How did the acquisition go?" a small number of demon's had started listening in. That is, hands down, the dumbest question I've ever heard. Rage filled me as I stared at their ridiculously stupid faces. "Sorry," He said. No amount of apologies will save him. I grabbed his head, placing my hands on top of his ears, twisted until I heard the satisfying snap then I ripped it clean off his shoulders. "That's how it went,". I said to the rest of them throwing the head at their feet "Plans have changed. Crowley isn't the only target anymore." "The Winchesters and Mackenzie Murphy are the other targets." I said to one half "Get intel on them. Do not engage with them. Let them be." I sat and let this sink in their stupid skulls. "Get to work in hell" I said to the other half "Try to get as many of demon kind on our side as possible. I'll come up with a plan to get the humans and Crowley. If any of you fail or irritate me." I pointed to the head at their feet. "Figure it out. Now get to work! All of you." I shouted and like cockroaches they ran "And one of you will clean that up!"

I won't stop until that girl is mine. With her powers and mine together I'll be limitless.

—------Kennie—----

After we said our goodbyes to Tracey and left for the bunker, Sam and I in my car with Dean solo in his, I couldn't help but worry about all that I had laying out in front of me.

"How long will it take to get there?" I asked Sam "It'll be a while" "I'm just worried about being out in the open with Abaddon running loose." I was terrified she was about to jump out at any moment to get me. Everything has me on edge. "Dont worry" Sam laughed "You won't see her for a while. From what you and Dean said she's probably going to be in hiding for a while." "The hiding is great but I worry about what she'll do in the meantime. Or what her plan is." "Look, I hear you. I really do. Dean and I have handled worse before. It just takes some time for us to get it figured out. We don't get the reputation we do if we're bad at our jobs. Do we?" He has a point. He and Dean are legends with hunter's. At least all the ones that I've met. I've met quite a few. You tend to run into each other alot. The world is small, the hunting world is a lot smaller.

The time part is still worrying. How long will I have to wait for her to make a reappearance? Will I have to put years of my life on hold waiting for her to make her move? How long will I have before I can have a real life? Assuming I survive at all. How long could she be in hiding? How long will I be hiding out in the middle of no where? I'm two steps away from full panic mode. I just lookout the window next to me "What the hell am I even going to do?" "We'll figure that part out soon. We have to figure this all out step by step." He said "The first thing we need to do is get you to the bunker and then we'll go from there. You'll be safe there." The way they keep describing this place makes me think of some doomsday prepper with 300 cans of tuna stockpiled in a garage. "We will figure this out. I promise." he said.

He can promise all he likes but that doesn't negate the fact that I have powers I can't control and a demon who will stop at nothing to get me. Not even kill me. But control me and keep me. Forever. Doing god knows what with me while Im traped in some remote corner of my own mind watching it all.

"I'd rather be dead than be under her control. If she gets me. Kill her. Dont worry about me just kill her." I need to make this abundently clear now. I dont want there to be any concern for me if Abaddon has control over me. I tell Sam he looks over with concern in his eyes. He goes to interject. However, out of nowhere, AC/DC is being blasted in our ear's and it snaps us back to reality.

Passing us Dean is having a full on private concert in the Impala. "At least rest of my life will have a decent sound track."