Re: IF YOUR CHARACTER GETS PWND (TEMPORARILY), BRING THEM HERE FOR RUBY BBQ TIMES
The woman spoke, but Sam didn't really listen. Not until she revealed that she had found out who Ruby really was and it was only because Sam had gone looking for her. Suddenly, Sam felt sick. All of this was because he had been trying to find out who she was? Because he had been so damned insistent that learning about her past would be a good thing? Because Sam hadn't listened when Ruby had tried to talk him out of it? He couldn't leave well enough alone and now they were here. Ruby was on the verge of death, Booth and Roger were beaten down behind him, probably not far off from the end themselves. God, what had he done? Sam didn't have time to process it. One second it was being revealed that they had figured all of this out because of him, the next the hunter woman was picking up the sack that had been laying at Ruby's feet. A skull was plucked from it and Sam, in shock, was introduced to the corpse that once belonged to Ruby herself.
It was something of an eye-opening experience, looking at the bare bones of the woman that you loved. Logically, Sam knew that Ruby had been a different woman back then. She had been a witch, suffering from the threat of the plague. She didn't even have the same name or memories. Yet the bones were still attached to the one that he had given himself to. They were a part of Ruby, whether she wanted to acknowledge it or not, and that reality was making itself very clear to everyone in the room now. Those bones were more than just a pile of scraps, waiting to be turned to dust. They were attached to her very soul and, though Sam had believed the whole burning the bones of a demon idea to be a myth for as long as he knew of the existence of demons themselves, the woman hunter was very quick to prove him wrong.
She set the skull on fire and Ruby, strapped down to her chair, began to burn.
Everything turned into a wild blur after that. Sam lurched forward, his entire body battling against the two hunters that had been keeping him in place, and began to scream. "LEAVE HER ALONE! LEAVE HER ALONE! I'LL KILL YOU!" His words didn't seem to phase the hunters. They kept hard at focus, eyes trained on Ruby, watching as their leader burned her alive. Still shouting, still fighting, Sam was in the background to all of them. At least, he was until the weight of his emotion somehow triggered something buried away deep inside him. The lights built along the ceiling began to flicker and, at the same time, bits of furniture began to drag across the floor. They all moved in the same direction that Sam struggled to reach, sliding towards Ruby, knocking down various hunters as they flew along. A lightbulb shattered as Sam screamed for them to let her go and, as soon as they realized what was happening, someone began to cry out for them to put Sam down. Knock him out, they shouted, stop him!
They didn't get the chance. The entire room went black as the lightbulbs that lined the ceiling exploded and sprayed the room with glass. Darkness took over their surroundings and, while the hunters stumbled into a temporary state of shock, Sam whipped free of the grip on him and started to move.
Kill them all, an angry voice in his head commanded, kill them all.
Next thing he knew, he had a knife in his hands. It buried itself into the face of the first hunter he could feel out in the dark, blocking his path to the only thing that Sam could see in the room: Ruby. Burning. Still burning. God, he was going to make them suffer. They had no idea what they had started. Warm blood trickled down his wrists and between his fingers, reminding Sam of the life he had just ripped away from the world, and Sam yanked the knife out of the hunter's flesh. Not a single ounce of guilt was left behind for the man that he had slaughtered as he bolted forward and started for the woman ahead, the one that had Ruby's skull underneath the wrath of her flamethrower. With a violent cry, Sam ran at her, determined to knock the weapon away before it was too late.