The Best Torturers Never Get Their Hands Dirty

lukearnold

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abaddon

Abaddon leaned forward in her seat to look at the number displayed on the screen. “No, that one is different,” she said with a shrug. It didn’t matter to her. In fact, she almost imagined there were a number of phones that people could reach them by. She smiled a little at the comment about Dean’s need to protect and somehow missing Adam. At the same time, she continued to scan the room. “Adam harbors a beautiful contempt for the Winchester brothers. It would be something to see him use it against them. Sadly, he didn’t quite seem to take that bait. He was awfully interested in finding out what I would do to Dean if I could get my hands on him.” A wistful smile crossed her features as she thought about it. Her attention was pulled back to Meg at the question. “The sooner the better,” she replied. “Not now, but as soon as you can make it. You know how to get in touch with me. You and your father were fond of keeping in touch that way.” She stood and straightened the jacket she wore. “For now, I have other things to attend to. I trust I’ll hear from you soon.”

"Yeah I believe he would rather just stay away from the supernatural but that would be one hell of an advantage." She took a sip of her beer "I can get this plan rolling hopefully in the next few days." She grinned at Abaddon "Hmmm well I sure do love using the blood hotline but then again I do love to spill some blood. I will get in touch with you soon. Long live the queen" Meg winked at Abaddon lifting her glass to her.

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abaddon

Abaddon considered the name that Meg gave her. Kevin the prophet. It was almost laughable considering she remembered the days when prophets were almost a dime a dozen. Then again, the archangels weren’t around to protect them anymore. She grinned when Meg mentioned Adam. “Adam and I are acquainted. I met him fresh out of Hell. It was not him,” she commented watching the bartender bring Meg a drink. “Of course.” She looked around the bar somewhat bored with the atmosphere. It occurred to her she could start some real trouble, but she noticed Meg scrolling through the phone.

"Wait so I have a question was this the number you used?" she showed Abaddon the phone. She hoped it wasn't and that the number has remained the same to make life easier. "Oh and you met Adam too, I must say poor kid. All I ever heard come from Dean was to protect his family.. I guess he forgot about him. Though with that relationship he may harbor some dislike to his brothers which could help us." She shrugged "so when do you want me to call elder Winchester?"

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abaddon

Abaddon gave a slight smirk. “It’s not all bad. There is something exhilarating about taking the trip home. Even if it’s by force. Although, it’s been a very long time since I’ve experienced it.” She nodded. “It is a rather impressive show of loyalty. I merely had to mention what I wanted and already you had a scheme. I like it when people can think quickly and problem solve. I’m impressed so far.” Abaddon’s brows shot up at Meg’s answer. “The prophet? They have a prophet?” She pursed her lips a moment, not quite frowning. “I didn’t get a name. I didn’t need to at the time. The important part was getting the message to Dean and Sam, but now that I think about it, it seems I should have paid closer attention to the voice on the line.”

"Yeah last I remember but that was awhile ago. His name I believe was Kevin, I think." She then thought for a bit "Oh and they also have a younger brother Adam. I met him but we didn't really chat long." A server came by with her drink and she took it smiling. She then turned back to Abaddon "I am sure we will find out who it was." She shrugged like it was no big deal and took out her old phone and scrolled through the contacts to find Dean's number.

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abaddon

Abaddon watched Meg shake off whatever she felt as she’d exorcised her companion. “Just an exorcism, send you right home for a tick. I’m sure someone with as much experience as you will be back topside in no time.” A smile pulled at the corner of her mouth. “Of course, experience is the best teacher, although some are just creative that way.” She smiled and shrugged. “But it is good to know the lengths you would go to for the cause. I don’t believe any real form of torture will be necessary in this case.” Abaddon nodded. “Yes of course, speaking of which. I called an old burner phone of Dean’s a while back… someone else answered. Someone not a Winchester, and much younger. Reliable though. He did get my message to them almost immediately. You wouldn’t happen to know anything about this mystery child would you?”

Meg smiled "Yeah coming back won't be difficult it is just the trip back down which usually sucks. Anyways I am happy to do anything, you said before that words only get you so far. I thought this could be a way to prove my loyalty." She shrugged and shook her beer towards the bartender for another. "Mystery child I do not recall the only kid I met who hangs around them was the prophet. Did you get a name from this mystery child?"

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abaddon

Abaddon quirked an eyebrow when Meg mentioned that she had an idea of what to do. She would admit she was a little surprised that Dean Winchester had cared enough about a demon to warn them about her. It was also somewhat flattering. It meant she was successfully manipulating them. It was impressive that with a simple request an entire plan was offered almost immediately. It was also slightly disconcerting. She was willing to give Meg the chance, and this would certainly help to prove whether Meg was loyal to her or not. She had to weigh the chance that this was a ploy against her to that. She listened and thought over Meg’s plans carefully. “I can take care of you, and I don’t travel anywhere without expendable demons,” she said with a smile. She waved over a man sitting in a nearby booth. “And don’t worry, if you pretend to make any sort of stand against me, I can make it incredibly convincing.” She took hold of the demon she’d waved over by the throat. The demon started to choke on his essence. She drew him most of the way from his host before she let go and allowed him to return. “Take the two men from my table and find the others in need of suits,” she ordered him before she returned her attention to Meg. “I’d say we have a plan.”

Meg watched as she tortured the other demon, it was a bit terrifying. I mean if she really messes up, worst can happen to her... She shook it off and said "Good" Meg then smiled. There was a sigh of relief for her part, I mean Abaddon seemed okay with the plan. "The more convincing the better I can handle a bit of torture. After all to get good at torture you learn through experience." Any demon can tell you that if they even remember the very short time before they were a demon. "I can try to get a hold of him soon. they always change their phones and numbers for obvious reasons.

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abaddon

"Better than most anyway. Ambitious women work well. Everyone will call you ‘devil’ and never suspect that’s exactly what you are. Military humans work wonders as well." She gave a small smirk. "I know exactly what it’s like. I restored this one after Sam Winchester soaked me in Holy Fire. It wasn’t easy, but it was completely worth it." Abaddon inclined her head. "My mood has improved greatly, but you don’t think I’d have bothered to come to you if I didn’t have something I wanted you to do." She grinned. "I need to have a chat with Dean Winchester. No distractions. No angels. Just the two of us. About Crowley."

#//sorry that this is hella long...#whowouldntwanttobequeen #//wow I am really getting evil on in this post

"Exactly, yeah this meatsuit has been with me through holy fire and coming back from beyond death." She gave a a smirk when Abaddon said she needed to talk to Dean. "Hmmm I do have a plan but you may not like. I mean it will surely help us later if you follow it." She looked up at Abaddon "I mean Dean surely doesn’t know I am working with you and I believe this plan is very clever that he will believe it… If Crowley somehow knows he knows my relationship with him and he’ll believe Crowley was lying to him. My plan is to call him asking for a place to hide from you. Since the last we talked he warned me to be careful. Anyways he trust me but not that much so he would rather have me knocked out or blindfolded before bringing me to where ever he is staying. I will ask if we can meet someplace he would probably think that best. There he would probably go but maybe he will fine me tortured and bloodied by one of your guys and you appear. I mean you already said you had ways to find me. This would make it believable that I am still not on your side and you can have your talk. If he still believes I am against you he will trust me and if we can keep that going it will be for the better. I would just hope he cares for me enough that he wouldn’t want to see me dead. If I appear almost the same thing but some of your meaningless followers may have to die but against you I don’t think either of us will have a chance. Again I will probably be threatened death" she rolled her eyes. "Or maybe I can be a butt and leave my meatsuit leaving him but that probably will end badly if you want anymore info. I just ask not to die if anything get sent back to hell somehow because I can come back from that. I kindof like living it’s nice anyways that is my plan take it or leave it…" Meg swirled her beer before returning her gaze at Abaddon, hopefully she will be okay with the plan. I mean if it went all to plan she would still live which is always an A+ accomplishment to her.

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abbadon

Abaddon huffed a short laugh. “You really think I don’t know exactly where to find you if I need you? Manipulating drunkards is easy, and the ruffians make for good suits. Some people just have no taste in picking them.” A look of disgust crossed her face for a moment before it was replaced with a smile again at Meg’s comment. “High up… I was once, but absence and the fact Crowley hasn’t been served up on a platter has left me lower on the food chain than I’d like to be. Besides, this place does remind one of home.”

Duh of course she could find your sorry butt Meg Hell has many spies for this particular reason she thought. "Hey I hope I have some taste in my meatsuit she has stuck with me through think or thin, I am attached to her. Meg tried to say in a sentimental tone, but it sounded sarcastic. "Anyways, if it is a political game like Crowley says it is then think of it as a rally. Also did you ever think of a job for me the last time we talked you left in a not so sunshiney mood." Meg looked at her hoping that Abbadon's previous frustration did not stick with her.

Peek-a-boo //Meg and Abbadon

Abaddon sat in the back of some seedy little bar. It was far from clean, but she didn’t mind. These were the kind of humans easily manipulated. Not to mention they made good suits for her demons. Too many of them chose pathetic humans for their suits. The air in the bar prickled with a new presence. “Excuse me boys, it seems a colleague just showed up,” she said as she stood. “Hmm,” she laughed at one of the men who’d made some sort of bad joke about her gender. “If you’re lucky, I’ll come back for you before I leave.” She strode away from them and slid into the chair across from Meg. “Fancy finding you here,” she said with a cat-like grin.

"Hey there Cheshire Cat" Meg smiled back. "Anyways I usually hang out here I mean I am pretty and I can easily get a drink or manipulate people. I am just hanging out with sinners in a more fun environment just like hell." She shrugged taking a sip of her beer. "I am surprised to see you here one so high up in Hell at a sleazy bar, I kind of like it."

Peek-a-boo //Open

Meg appeared unexpectedly in a bar, she did not walk through the door she literally appeared out of nowhere. She was leaning back in a chair with her feet up and snagged a beer nearby. No ordinary person seemed to notice her presences they were either to drunk or just didn't care. After all only someone who knows about the supernatural ever notices, other people ignore it.

#demonsropen

theycallmeruby-deactivated20140

Don't sneak up on me //Open

"I like it." Ruby nodded. Meg was right, they did both know the Winchesters and could figure out what their plans were, if they knew Meg was back at all. "The girls do get more done. Just think about Lilith, all that she did…"

"Yeah she was a badass and as soon as Abaddon is in power hell will become as great as when Azazel was king." She grinned she didn't want to say better since she still felt loyal to him though he is gone.

#theycallmeruby

I need mischief //open

"Woes me woes me I need to cause some pain and chaos. It is unnatural for a demon to be so good for two long. So who wants to join me and turn the town upside down?"

#demonsropen

deanist

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theycallmeruby-deactivated20140

Don't sneak up on me //Open

"I like it," Ruby grinned. "I think we can be fast friends. It’s always good to have someone else on your side. Someone who knows the persistence of the Winchesters."

"You got that right. Plus it helps that we know how they are since we had short alliances with them." She shrugged."Anyways girls get shit done nothing can stop us from bringing Crowley down."

#theycallmeruby

lannstars-blog

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