tear me down, beat me to the ground

[likemichael]

Who: Belial, Dean Winchester, Vulpes Inculta
What: Dean has a deathwish, Belial is glad to give him what he wants
Where: Avasta Station, in a second floor office
When: The evening of the 9th
Rating: R, possibly NC-17, for a lot of violence and torture
Notes: This log will have violence, torture, gore, and a lot of other nasty things, not for anyone

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[deal_withthe]

It was too good, Belial had to admit. That's why he was still at the desk, going over previous reports, looking for anything they may have missed, anything that could hold them up, just to make sure. But it's not like they were hunting down his creator. It's not as if they were averting the end of the world. And after all that, was it really so surprising that anything else would seem so utterly simple in comparison?

"That should be a point in our favor, shouldn't it?" It was too much to hope for. After a few more moments, once concentration on the papers in front of him became too much of a struggle, he shoved his chair back and stood, stretched. Maybe it really was nothing. Maybe the System was indeed preoccupied with another threat, and this was the one chance they had to overwhelm them outright.

Nothing was ever that simple.

"We're too fucking close to let our guard down now."

[likemichael]

Dean waited, listening to them, and he wondered briefly about how poorly prepared he was for this. He had too little left to really care, not when things were this bad, and while he wanted to do the right thing, save everyone from these assholes, he couldn't shake the niggling feeling in the back of his mind telling him he was better off dead now Sam was gone. There wasn't even a woman he gave a crap about to go crawling to, like he had with Lisa. There was no one, just him and his guns. Not even his fucking car.

Deciding it was now or never, he stepped into the doorway, knowing that even if they weren't demons, rock salt hurt like a bitch when you were shot with it, and iron rounds would kill any human with the right shot, and give a demon a nasty pain at least.

"Looks like you let it down already," he murmured, trying to sound as casual and collected as he usually was, but usually he had back up.

[deal_withthe]

Of course he spoke too damn soon. Of course it was never that easy.

Where Vulpes fell tot he ground, though, Belial didn't take a single step from where he stood. He straightened, tense and ready and waiting for the rest of the newcomer's little friends to join him, but.....no one else followed. No commotion, as far as he could tell, nothing to indicate anything else was out of place. It was just one talentless, incredibly stupid mortal man with an apparent death with.

Belial relaxed at that. And he smiled, cold and thin.

"I hope it wasn't your men he slipped past," he said aside to Vulpes, as he walked with easy, deliberate steps around the desk. It wasn't that he doubted Vulpes' capabilities at all- the boy didn't have the faintest glimmer of the Black within him, nothing coming in the way of backup that Belial could feel. But until he knew just what exactly they were dealing with he kept the stranger's attention entirely on himself, and any possible retaliation along with it. "And I hope you have friends coming hot on your tail

[likemichael]

"Hey, someone had to make a move. No one else back there has dealt with his," a nod towards Belial, "kind before, so I guess you guys are stuck with me."

He was sure he had gotten himself into a very poor situation, given how things seemed somehow different, but he couldn't bring himself to much care. He'd go down swinging, if he had to go, but he was going to damn well fight as hard as he could, just for the possibility to eventually kill that white haired bastard that took his family from him. He didn't go through the whole damn apocalypse and Sammy losing his soul just to let some shirtless jackass take it all away from him.

"His men are kinda crappy at their job, just FYI." He took a shot then, right at Belial, pumping the trigger a second time at Vulpes before ducking behind the doorway to avoid any shots back at him.