Callum Angel Ω Azazel (papameatsuit) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2011-03-31 19:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | callum angel, cassie macmahon, justin anderson, kimberly sommers, lillie shipton, remy abrams, shane savage, thomas stearns |
Who: Callum, Cassie, Justin,Kim, Lillie, Remy, Shane, Stearns. Basically, the Supernatural crew and an extra Antichrist.
Where: The Roadhouse
When: About now sounds good.
What: Callum's got a big ego, and it needs to be deflated. Permanently.
WARNINGS: Death. Language. Let's be real, guys. It's the Winchesters and a demon death.
It was time. Callum could feel it in his bones, straight down to his core, that it was time to finish this war with the Winchesters. He'd been waiting centuries for the little bastards to show up so that he could take them out, and he finally got his wish. Not only did he get his wish, but somebody out there had blessed him; every Winchester was in the body of a dainty girl. Even if he wasn't a demon, he was sure he could have taken them out. Hell, Dean alone looked like he could be snapped in half by one of Callum's pinkies.
Regardless of his demonic properties, there were still parts of Callum that were undoubtedly human. His pride, for one thing, dictated that he follow through on the challenge the small Winchester threw out to him. He couldn't make threats and not carry them out, not even when he knew there was a great risk in doing it. The fact still remained that John held the only weapon known to be able to kill him, and he was waltzing into the Roadhouse to cause damage. It was a risk. Of course, that's what made it so fun.
It was easy to get to the Roadhouse. The place was in exactly the same place as it'd always been for Azazel, making popping into the place easier than turning on a light switch. His face broke out into a grin as his eyes scanned the room. "Alright, be a good lad and come out and play..."