When a Monster Strikes

Chapter Fifty-Five: We Gotta Get Out of this Place

(Hammer of the Gods Continued-Jess's POV)

    The last thing Jess remembered was a bright light enveloping the kitchen. She had been about to hit a goon with some fruit but now she wasn't sure where she was.

    The hunter looked around the space she was in. It was a dark room filled with many curtains. A bed dead center in the room and a banquet table filled with desserts.

    Jessica rubbed her eyes and sat up from the floor. She looked over her shoulder to see if Sam and Dean had somehow been transported with her but she was alone. Or so she thought.

    "Hello there."

    Jess turned back to see some short dude in a jacket. He had niceish hair...but had some stupid smirk on his face...like she was supposed to know who he was.

    Jess stumbled to her feet. "Where am I?"

    "Right into the boring questions...sit down kid. Have a cake roll or Pavlova." He said and gestured to the buffet table.

    Jessica squinted her eyes at him and crossed her arms in a defensive stance. "I prefer pie actually."

    The man only smiled and then snapped his fingers. All sorts of pie appeared out of the thin air. Jess glared at the man in front of her. He could summon her and objects but what was he? Cas could do those sorts of things but Chloe couldn't. Did that mean this guy was an angel?

    "I'm not hungry. Where are my friends?"

    "They're fine...look, Jess, not to be blunt but you're really cramping on my style. I'm not your enemy here...so relax—"

    Jess shoved the man back a step out of her immediate bubble and drew out her gun. The safety clicked off and the gun rose to aim at the man. Jess took a breath. The man remained where he stood...unmoving. The witch from last week was the last thing on her mind now. She was tired, didn't know where the brothers were an angel or not, she wasn't dying, not today.

    He didn't seem to be scared, in fact, he was calm...too calm. Like he knew the gun wouldn't hurt him. She lowered the gun somewhat so it wasn't pointed directly at him.

    "I don't know who you are...and I don't really care. Take me back right now." She threatened.

    A sly grin filled the features of the short man. She was disgusted and slightly annoyed. Like lightning, she changed her aim and shot at a cake on the table. Dessert went all over the place, some even landing in the man's hair. All he did was chuckle and then started clapping like she was acting in a play.

    "Stunning performance my dear, they've trained you so well!"

    Jess looked down at her gun calmly. If he was an angel it would definitely not hurt him. She needed to start carrying an angel blade around in case this happened again in the future.

    The short man took a slight step forward, "Look...I'll take you back to them, but we need to talk first...alone." He said with a grin.

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    (Sam's POV)

    Dean and Sam had had just about enough of these gods and were looking for an opportunity to just leave the conference room as an argument broke out.

    The brothers slowly got up from their chairs and edged toward the door but of course, a chandelier fell down into their path. Chad, whose actual name was Mercury, started talking about giving the Winchesters the benefit of the doubt before they were used as bargaining chips but Kali...the goddess of destruction wasn't so happy about that and tried to choke and kill him.