InsaneJournal

WHO: Austin Daniels, Rob Strange, Justin Anderson, Cassie MacMahon, Lillie Shipton, and later Michelle Kingston and Elijah Savage
WHERE: The Devil's Gate in Southern Wyoming
WHEN: Forward dated to late Monday night, October 8.
WHAT: Austin's getting a friend to open the gate, releasing hundreds of new demons into the world annnnnd taking his revenge.
WARNINGS: Language, violence, and character death. Typical Supernatural thread.



There wasn't a proper word to describe the anger boiling over inside Austin Daniels in the event of losing not only his family, but Azazel's family--his father and brethren--as well in a cheap trick perpetrated by those abominable hunters. He'd been playing light with them before; a few deaths here, a threatening note there. It was all in good fun, and all because he thought that they could never, ever be an actual threat to him and his. The Winchester boys were dimwitted and only survived as long as they did on their show due to luck and the sacrifice of others, and they barely succeeded even then. That was when faced with each higher-level demon separately. In this world, the Winchesters had been faced with Lucifer, Alastair, Azazel, and Lilith all at once.

And they'd trapped Lucifer and Alastair as if it were nothing.

So yes, to say he was fuming was putting it mildly, and the plan that had been developing in the back of his brain for months would now come into fruition. He wanted to hold nothing back from these hunters; he would destroy everything they cared about before turning on them so that they suffered for their atrocities. With a simple twist of a gun he could open hell itself to bring forth the worst demons the reincarnated hunters had ever faced, and hopefully enough to rip the world apart. He was aiming to burn the earth and bring them all down.

The night was brisk, and Austin stood with the Colt in his pocket just outside Samuel Colt's rather large trap, the center of which held the door he very much wanted to open. He couldn't enter himself; Colt had warded the place against demons to prevent this exact scenario from playing out. But Austin had friends in high places who wanted to destroy just as much as he did, and they could go through. The sound of a snapping twig behind him curled his lips into a cruel smile. It was time.

"I almost thought you'd stood me up, Strange." He said, turning to face the man. He pulled the gun out of his coat pocket and admired it briefly, the sleek design and power to kill anything admirable. He then handed it over. There was no sense in delaying any further. "I've texted you a picture of what the door should look like. It's dead center in the graveyard. The gun is the key. I can't enter until the door is open so you'll have to venture on alone, but for a man of your background I'm assuming that won't be a problem. Unless you have a fear of the dark you're hiding from me?"