Title: Widening the Playing Field
Author: Jade Hunter
Disclaimer: None of the characters or properties of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Supernatural belong to me.
Prompt: 001 - Moon
She looked like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, but, considering that she had killed the weird bug-like creature that now lay at her feet, Dean rather thought it had less to do with being afraid of them, per se, than afraid of the questions they might ask. It was a position he and his brother were also familiar with, and Dean figured he should try to put her at ease. It was obvious now that she knew about demons and such, just like the Winchester brothers did, and there was no need to keep her worrying about what to say - especially when she was so easy on the eyes.
"So...you always carry around an axe?"
Her smile was awkward, but at least she stopped trying to hide the weapon behind her back. "Kind of. You always carry around a machete?"
"Kind of," Dean replied in kind, letting his trademark smirk grace his lips.
There was a long pause, but then Sam stepped forward and pointed at the creature and asking, "Uh...what was that thing, anyway?" More to Dean, this time, he added, "It wasn't in Dad's book."
"Uh..." For a moment, it looked as if she would offer up some paltry excuse, the kind that the Winchester brothers were experts at giving out themselves, but she shrugged and said, "It's a Queller."
Dean and Sam exchanged a glance.
"A Queller?" Sam repeated questioningly. It was good to learn about what else was out there; they had already added in details about the Bloody Mary incident in the book, just in case something like that happened again, and this was another chance to expand their knowledge. In this line of work, being prepared meant the difference between life and death.
She nodded, and prodded the bug-thing with her extremely shiny red axe. "Yeah. It's a, um, kind of demon that kills insane people - you know, 'quells' them."
Which explained the rash of deaths at the mental hospital they were currently in, the same rash of deaths that had drawn the brothers here. After all, it wasn't every day that mental hospital patients were killed by a slime that dissolved to nothing in a matter of hours.
"Why here? Why now?" Dean asked suddenly. There were thousands of psychiatric hospitals just like this all over the world, some with even more patients to...quell.
"Because," she began, paused, and then sighed. "Okay, not much of information girl here, but...um, this is what I remember being told. Okay, so, back in the old days, people thought that the moon caused - "
"Insanity, yeah," Sam interrupted, nodding.
"Right. So, in an astonishing twist in logic, sometimes they prayed to the moon to fix the problem they thought it caused," she said, and rolled her eyes. "Anyway, their prayers were answered by a special kind of meteor."
A meteor? Dean glanced at Sam, who had his brows furrowed in thought, "There was one that crashed here two weeks ago. I remember, because they said it was hollow."
She nodded absently. "Yeah, that's because the Queller demon was inside of it. From there, it made its way here, because this was the nearest location of 'madmen.'"
Whoa. Okay. Demons were one thing, but...alien demons?
As if on cue, Sam asked loudly, clearly baffled, "Alien demons?"
She shrugged.
Whoa. Okay. Dean tried to get his thoughts back in order. There was something important in what she'd said, something besides the demon being from outer space. What the hell was it? Ah...
"You said they prayed for this to happen?" Dean asked, holding up a hand. "Does that mean...?"
"Yeah, someone summoned it," she replied, a scowl coming to her face. "Which means more work for Buffy."
Buffy? Was that her name? Wow, that was just one step away from Muffy, wasn't it? The smirk Dean was trying to suppress died a quick death as he recalled just how easily she had killed the...Queller demon. Buffy or not, she could fight.
And she was still very hot.
"So...need any help?" Dean asked charmingly, smiling.
FIN.