“it’s a long story” she whispered, I glanced at the clock on the ukuta it was barely two, although we don’t know the exact time, we do have a rough guesstimate judging kwa the sun, but it serves well enough, this particular was dirty and had a cracked face, it was the only clock in the whole house, but it still worked okay,
“I think we have time” she shifted slightly in her seat, as if getting ready for what was going to be a long spiel,
“ my family lived in west Virginia” west Virginia that was awfully close to Maryland, where Lucifer had set up ‘base camp’ if wewe want to call it, in an abandoned abbey in Illchester, I didn’t know that anyone still lived out there, pretty much that whole eastern area was under demon rule,
“My dad died when I was four, in the raids” the raids, I had heard about raids, were parties of demons would go scope out area were population could still exist and wipe out anything they could find,
“my mother and I hid in the basement, but he stayed to fight, they tore him apart, I’ve never seen anything like it, after that I knew I had to protect myself, train myself, so I could prevent the same thing happening to my mum, I’ve fought my way through 27 raids since then” I made a whoa face but urged her to keep going, I honestly hadn’t heard of anyone actually surviving a raid let alone 27,
“before my dad died sanctionition scouts from Kentucky had come looking for surviving humans, they wanted us to come with them, to the house in Frankfort, but my dad was stubborn, he was convinced that we would be fine, so we stayed, they left us a copy of the gospel, I have a feeling it’s out dated, it still calls Sam and ruby Sam and ruby” I let out an involuntary gasp, as soon as it had left my lips I regretted it, she looked at me strangely for minute,
“If wewe want to get kwa here, I suggest wewe don’t talk like that in public” I ran my hand through my hair again, there was so much she didn’t know,
“I don’t understand why it’s been banned” I dug the memory from the many that were cramping my head,
“uh, I was made to understand that what they did was inexcusable, and since they’re both dead there is no way that punishment could be doled out, so the names were banned, only the use of the anti-Christ and the whore of Babylon is now permitted, it just carries on from last generation, the anti-Christ in the book of revelations, an ancient book written kwa false prophets, calls the prince of tyre the antichrist and his consort is the whore of Babylon, she is stunningly beautiful it is said, and she can trick men into doing anything she wants, but underneath she’s a hideous beast, wewe see the symmetry?” she nodded almost invisibly,
“But I heard people talking, aren’t wewe the nephew of Sa- I mean the anti-Christ?” I knew this would come up,
“Yes I am, he’s my father’s brother”
“So you’re koyle Winchester”
“Yes” where was she going with this?
“I was sent to find you” she was sent to find me, what does that mean,
“I’ll get back to my story?” I nodded, curious now to hear more,
“I lived with my mother after that, she got sick when I was 13, it just went downhill from there, she always wanted to relocate, songesha to Kentucky, but she was never strong enough, then one siku 7 weeks zamani she called me to her, told me she had had a vision, that in her vision a man named castiel had told her that I had to go to Mississippi and find koyle Winchester, that he would need my help in the days to come, I didn’t believe her at first, but the inayofuata siku she was deathly ill, she told me that if I loved her I would do this, that it was gravely important, that afternoon she died, I buried the body in the back lot, packed the car and started driving, I drove for a long time, slept occasionally, but I couldn’t really afford that kind of luxury, after my fourth week of driving I was finally intercepted, I escaped and the rest wewe know” I’m sure my face looked angry because she looked confused, but that’s just how I look when I’m thinking hard. She was sent kwa castiel, there’s no way her mother could of imagined that kind of detail, I could only conclude that she really had been sent kwa castiel, the bastard hadn’t alisema anything to me, I could have gone out and found her, I paused, I had, I had gone scouting that day, kwa myself, even though everyone had told me it was dangerous and I was crazy, had that not been my will, I hated the thought that my actions were being controlled like a marionette and a manipulator,
“You were sent to find me” I echoed, she nodded, “did she give wewe any other information, like how wewe would help me” she looked thoughtful for a moment,
“no, like I alisema the inayofuata siku she was gone” I sighed, I hated angels, they were zaidi trouble then they’re worth, all there bullshit riddles and rhymes, they never give anyone a straight answer, they were the pricks that started this whole war, they caused all the pain and destruction, they were all dicks, sometimes I was glad that they were losing, that they were finally getting a taste of their own medicine.
But I guess If I was being fair castiel had helped and he wasn’t with the main garrison, he was like a lone warrior, but I hated riddles, why couldn’t he just tell me what was going on!
But I guess he wanted me to figure this out myself, I was alone in the darkness.