Ch-3 Dark's POV 2 Months Later
I sighed and gathered myself before stepping into the devils trap in my apartment. Hell seems like it's all just fire and It mostly is, but there are places that demons who are eager to do deals like to go. I took one step in the trap and I was gone.
I looked around my surroundings, I was in a bar, the same one from 3 years ago. A lot of stuff with Anti and I went down here. We had our fair share of 'Double P fights' Most of the time we won but thinking back on it just made me realize how different it was that he, they were gone. It made me realize I needed them back.
I went up to the bar and sat down, the barkeep there glared at me. He looked familiar, I looked at his tag all it said was 'Robert'. I thought for a moment and the name didn't ring a bell but I had more important things on my mind. Robert went in front of me and put his arms on the bar.
"Hey buddy, you gotta get something of you want to keep your ass on the chair your in." He snarled.
I rolled my eyes.
"I'm looking for Cry, any idea where he would be?" I asked. I really wasn't in the mood for anyone's shit today.
"Oh yeah? Who wants to know?" He bitched.
"Me you fucking idiot. Dark, just say Dark." I raised my voice. Robert stepped back and quickly glanced around then leaned in. His whole demeanour changes in the flick of a switch.
"Dark? Like Darkiplier?" Robert asked again.
"Yes." I muttered through gritted teeth.
Robert stood up straight and walked out from behind the counter.
"Sorry sir, I didn't know it was you." He apologized.
I got up and followed him to the back room.
"It's alright, just don't let that shit happen again." I muttered.
When I walked into the room, Robert walked out to the room and shut the door behind him.
Xyler and Felix looked up, Cry facing away from me and looking out the window
"Dark! Long time no see bud, sit down." Felix smiled. I rolled my eyes and sat in one of the 2 wooden chairs facing the solid wood desk in front of me.
"Dark, pleasure as always." Xyler said sarcastically. As much as Tyler and Mark got along, it's the exact opposite down here. We're sworn enemies to each other.
"I wish I could say the same Xy." I smiled.
Cry turned around. His signature white mask has never changed. To be honest, I've never seen him without it, I don't think anyone has.
"Dark, how are you holding up?" Cry asked in his usual monotonous voice.
"Whatever do you mean?" I asked. I knew full well what. But I just wanted to humour myself a little first.
"You know..." Cry walked around the desk. "About your dead traitor friend and his little bitch fuck buddy?"
I put my head down. I didn't think that he would word it that way. Though by law, Anti and I were traitors. We lived among humans instead of our own and he loved a human. It's like the 'Bros before hoes' rule on earth for us. "Never love someone who isn't our own." Is one of the few rules we live by.
"Well, that's what I came here to talk about." I started to explain. "I was wondering if you would help me."
Cry smiled.
"Oh yeah? Do I get anything out to this oh so amazing deal, which I'm not even sure I want to make."
I thought for a moment before I was taken aback by Cry slamming his fist in the desk in front of me.
"No! I don't fucking think so!"
Xyler and Felix put their heads down.
"You just want me to do your bidding, with nothing in return? Dark, you gotta try harder than that to win me over."
I sighed.
"I can try to get you the Winchesters." I offered.
Cry stayed silent.
"With the help of Anti and Y/N of course." I add.
"Woah there, no one ever said anything about the bitch as well."
I looked around, trying to think of an excuse.
"And the Winchesters aren't causing me grief lately." Cry added.
"Well what about when they do? Then what?" I asked.
The room was quiet for what seemed like hours.
"Look, Dark. I want to help you, I really do. Your one of my closest friends but you know I don't have that kind of power. Only Anastasia does." Cry reminded.
"There has to be something you can do." I added.
"Well, I can send you to the direction of Anastasia but that's about it."
I perked my head up and stood.
"That's good enough for me."
Cry stood as well and shook my hand.
"I hope you find what it is your looking for." Cry smiled.
As I walked out the door, I turned around.
"Thank you Cry."
He nodded and waved.
And with that I closed to door and walked out of the bar.
I have a long way to travel to get to Ana.