[quote=@AnnaBeth]
[h3] Samael[/h3]

Samael stood in the cafeteria of the closed elementary school, stretching his wings as he stared around at the demons near him.  He hated working with these disgusting animals, but it was a means to an end.  The quicker he could take care of the problem, the quicker he could get back to heaven, and worry less about them…and more about himself.

Yes, he was petty.  It was part of his charm. 

He smirked as a demon stepped up in front of him, thoroughly brainwashed to work for him, for the time being, “Did you make sure the doors were unlocked?  I want to make this as easy as possible.”

“Yes, sir.  They should be arriving soon, and we will take her…should be quick and easy, considering.  I have some guys who have been watching the girl.  She doesn’t have a clue who she is, or what she is, as far as we can tell.”, the demon explained, his face blank as he spoke.  Samael nodded, laughing with a bright smile.

“And the Winchester?”, he asked.

“They left together, but it’s the younger of the two.  We can dispatch him, quickly, and without any of your kind to back him up.”, the demon explained, fear on his face as he did so.

“Do not underestimate his effect on your kind.  Trust me.  I’ll be back to care for the poor boy, but not a hair on the girl’s hair shall be harmed…got it?”, Samael snapped, causing the demon to nod, “Good.  Deal with it, and bring her to me alive.  I want to watch the life drain from her eyes…you know…for the prophesy.”

With a flutter of wings, he disappeared. 

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[b]Hera[/b]
Hera, currently a CEO of a successful fashion beautique waited in a very beautiful area of Heaven, waiting for Samael. With his approach, she tapped on the table. "It's a wonderful place here, nice and peaceful, beautiful, almost like my sense of style. I'd dare say it approaches the wonder and majesty of Olympus in my hey day. Thank you for the invitation, but why am I here? Everything's quiet for now. Zeus is away, as are all the other gods, for the moment."
Hera waited for a response from Samael, absent mindedly tapping the table with her rose colored finger tips. She was not dressed for style at the moment, but for comfort. However she clearly had some kind of make up on, were it not for that fact it would seem like she was waiting for her date.