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The Trickster strolled through a cemetery which wasn’t the place he would have in mind to be but it was the only place that was quite enough. The Trickster hated that he had chosen to fight with the Winchesters, which in the end got him killed. All the archangel wanted was to live in peace, by himself, most of the time anyway, and away from Heaven and everyone else that he had really not wanted to communicate with right now. The worst part was that no one knew that he was back, which in the long run may not be so bad. He wondered what it would be like to be himself again, the Trickster, though he knew that he could never be Loki again since Kali and the others knew who he really was. Oh, Kali…what a bitch. He never wanted to see her again, not after her attempting to kill him, even though he saved her life. He would do nothing more for her.

The Trickster stopped a moment and saw a few teenagers who were messing around. That wasn’t really respectful in his mind. He just watched them, standing in the shadows. He saw when one pulled out a can of spray paint. He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers and watched the can explode in the hand of the guy and him screaming. The Trickster stood there and laughed. Sure it wasn’t creative at all, but it was still funny to him.

The Trickster had then snapped his fingers again and silver light appeared by the teenagers and a ghost stood beside them. They then started screaming more and ran like the wind. Gabriel pulled out a chocolate bar out of his pocket and laughed in amusement. He sat down on a grave stone to just relax. He liked nights like this, it was something that he knew wouldn’t last much longer but he would enjoy them while they lasted.

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Ruby had spent too long hiding in Hell. She was itching to get back up to earth and enjoy the finer things in life. She missed the booze, the boys, the fun, and most of all the french fries. She begged Crowley everyday to let her out, and he always replied, "Not yet love, the time is not right."

She was getting tired of being stuck in Hell. The deceit, the smell, the torture, she didn't want to be around it anymore. She continued to beg Crowley, until finally one day he let her go. She smiled, knowing she was free, but was warned before she left. ”Don’t forget the reason you are back, and don’t do anything stupid.” She nodded at Crowley and closed her eyes.

As she reopened them, she took in a deep breath, and smelt the clean air. She knew she was home, or at least where she wanted to call home. As she was enjoying her freedom, she overheard some screams. Wondering what was going on, Ruby couldn’t resist snooping. As she walked toward the screams, she noticed a group of teenagers running away. She raised a brow at them, noticing that they looked as if they had just seen a ghost.

As she approached the graveyard, she saw a man sitting on top of a gravestone munching on a chocolate bar. She stopped a few gravestones away from him and crossed her arms. ”I should have known. A mug like that would scare anyone. What the hell are you doing around here?”[/i]

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The Trickster had continued to sit there and eat his wonderful chocolate bars. There are nights better than this one, but The Trickster wouldn’t mind a night like this. He hadn’t had one in forever, since her was, well dead for starters. Watching the teenagers scramble and help the one with the bleeding hand was amusing to him. Hell, anything would be amusing to him if it involved his just deserts. He loved dishing them and watching people die. It was his hobby? No, chocolate and eating candy bars was his hobby, maybe messing with the Winchesters could be included in that.

The Trickster wondered if any of his siblings knew he was dead. He wondered if they knew that he was even alive from the start. He knew that there was a rumor that Gabriel was dead after he left heaven, but he knew Michael didn’t believe it. He wondered if they ever found out that Lucifer killed him. Who knows. He wasn’t going to care about it anymore. To people who know him, he is dead, simple as that. He just wished that it didn’t end the way it did, that he didn’t have to stand up to Lucifer and die like that. He remembered the pain in his brother’s eyes, and he remembered how pained his own eyes must have looked. He really did love his brother and he knew that Lucifer loved him too. After all, they were buddies in heaven.

The Trickster was snapped out of the thoughts of his mind when a blond girl, no not girl, he recognized her as a demon, and he just glared. The archangel wasn’t a fan. He wasn’t a fan of angels or demons, which is highly ironic since he is an angel. He just didn’t want to be involved in the little disagreement the places had. He wasn’t that type of angel. That was why he posed as a demigod. Like any other angel, however, Gabriel did hate demons and thought they were ruining the world he wanted to make, where most of the punishing was done by him and not them, that’s why he chose to be Loki. He could kill and no one would think twice about it.

The Trickster let out a sigh of disappointment. His little party was ruined by her presence. When she started speaking, she sounded as if she knew exactly who he was. That was odd… how did she know? Last everyone heard of the Archangel Gabriel was that Lucifer killed him, and now he is back and thought no one was of the wiser. “I don’t know exactly who you think I am, but I am just doing my job.” Gabriel paused, still posing as the Demigod. “so the question for you now is what the hell are YOU doing around here?” he folded his arms across his chest, waiting for her to answer.

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It had been awhile since Ruby had been around on Earth, and from what she remembered, graveyards were never a good place to hang out. She knew she was safe in graveyards, and she did enjoy scaring the crap out of people trying to summon their loved ones. But for one to just sit on a gravestone, eating a candy bar, was not normal. She looked him over as he glared at her. He had no right to glare at her, he didn’t know who she was, nor why she was there, and as far as she was concerned, and with the people she knew, she could do whatever the hell she wanted.

Ruby uncrossed her arms and placed them on her hips, keeping a tight grip on her knife, in case he tried something funny. She didn’t care for his attitude, but if he was going to be smart, she could be smart back. She listened as he spoke. Who did she think he was? What did that matter to him. She knew his kind. The kind that liked to hang out in graveyards, he was a creeper. And what did he mean doing his job? Was a necrophiliac pimp a real job?

”I can go wherever I damn well please mister. And I never claimed to know who you were, just your kind. The kind out looking for trouble. So if you have sense in your puny brain, you’ll leave.”[/i]

Ruby didn’t feel like dealing with a creeper tonight, so as she spoke, she flashed her to black, as in warning for him to back off and leave. She had to find the Winchester’s soon, and figure out to get them to trust her again. Sam would be easier than Dean, but even Sam would be difficult to convince. How to find them though, she knew that they would leave trails, but she had been gone for so long, that she had lost of track. She was possibly going to need to find some help. Or she could create a ring of supernatural events that would lead them to her. Yes, that sounded like a good idea. But first, she was going to have to figure out who the guy was and eventually take care of him. [/color][/size]

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The Trickster just stood there, staring at her. There was something that he wanted to do, but it had to be good. He needed to pull something so extreme that even he wouldn’t be able to recover from it, laughing wise. He just stared at her. What would scare? No annoy her to no end… then it hit him. The way that she was talking, it seemed that him being here himself was just a big annoyance to her. That wasn’t a trick that he would like to pull, in fact it wasn’t a trick at all, it was just him being him. Where is the fun in that?

The Trickster let out a long, exaggerated sigh at her attitude. He jumped off the gravestone and wondered why the hell he was sticking around, oh yeah, his amusement. As much as he hated demons, he loved to see them squirm. How long will it be before she realizes he isnt all he appears to be? He would count the minutes. This could actually be a lot of fun.

“my kind? Oh sweet heart, you know nothing. Trouble is my specialty.” The Trickster smirked at her and he dropped the chocolate bar wrapper on the floor. He wondered if the Winchesters had caught wind of this place and they found the wrapper that they would freak out. He could see the looks on their faces. Oh that would be a funny thing to see. Too bad he is in that mood where he doesn’t want to be found.

The Trickster looked at her and shook his head. “well there is a whole lot of sense in my brain, but I aint leaving. If you knew what was best for you I would stop pestering me because you are really pissing me off. Even your presence is pissing me off. God I hate you lot.” The Trickster didn’t realize what he said when he said you lot. That would definitely give away that he was of a supernatural kind.

The Trickster reached into her pocket and he took out another chocolate bar. He opened it and he started to munch on that one too. He wondered how he could have lived in heaven with out chocolate and candy for so long. Sure, it was the role he was playing, but he really, really liked it. It was it’s own kind of heaven. He always felt happy when he eats chocolate, though right about now he could really go for some cake… yeah, cake. He loved everything sweet, and cake was just one of those sweets that no one couldn’t get enough of.

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Ruby watched as he stared at her, jumped off the gravestone, and sighed. Was this finally the end? Was he going to leave her there in peace? All she wanted to do was relax and figure out a plan to find the Winchesters. Sure the graveyard was probably big enough that she could stay on one end, and he the other, and they could coincide in peace, but that was beside the point. When she wanted something, she was going to do whatever it took to make sure she got it.

Still grasping her knife with her right hand, she rested her left hand on a nearby gravestone and tapped her fingers. She listened as he spoke and rolled her eyes at him. Oh how she hated pet names. Sweetheart. She was definitely not his sweetheart. Hell, she wasn’t anyone’s sweetheart, nor would she ever be. She didn’t ever want commitment; she was only around for the fun of the things. She smirked back at him as he talked about trouble. He had met his match in trouble.

She rolled her eyes again at him as he continued talking, this time not paying any attention. That is until she heard, you lot. Did that mean he knew about her kind, demon’s that is? Then he surely knew about the rest of the creatures out there, which only meant that he himself was supernatural, or a hunter. She hated hunters, they never wanted to just have fun, all they cared about was killing the supernatural. They at times were no better than demons, only caring about themselves. That was one trait she loved about the Winchesters, they seemed to care, which would make it easy for her to get them to trust her again, hopefully.

She was tired of his blabbering. Ruby walked over to him and pulled out her knife, placing it to his throat. ”Who the hell are you? And what do you mean by ‘You Lot?’ All I’m trying to do is relax somewhere comfortable and come up with a good plan to distract the Winchesters.”[/i] She probably shouldn’t have said as much as she did, but it was too late to take it back, but she didn’t care at this point. He was up to something, and now she needed to find out what it was.

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The Trickster looked at the demon in the vessel with blond hair and shook his head. She wasn’t happy, and he hoped that she would be pissed. That was what the archangel was aiming for and the best part was the bitch didn’t know she was being played. That made everything easier, and well more entertaining. He continued to eat his chocolate bar and he looked at her once more. “always violence and anger, though I guess-”

The next thing Gabriel knew was her being up close to him, holding a knife to his throat. He laughed. That’s all he could do was laugh. “being kinky are we?” Gabriel asked, though he didn’t want this to be that. He thought this was disgusting. He hated demons, he hated them being around him and now she was so close… EWW!

“though this is kinda nasty, disgusting.” Gabriel stated, then listened to her talk.

She asked who he was, and what he meant by you lot… oops. Gabriel made a ‘I just screwed up’ face and looked at her with a simple smirk. He can play through this. At least she was pissed. How could he tell? Well there was a knife to his throat. When she mentioned the Winchesters his eyes narrowed. They were his idiots to mess with, not hers. They were HIS!

“number one, I’m more powerful than you think.” Gabriel paused. He took the knife out of her hand and made a ‘I cant believe I am about to do this’ face and stabbed himself in the heart, nothing happened, naturally. It was the perfect cover. Demigods can only be killed by being stabbed in the heart with a blood covered stake, unless they were being killed by an archangel, then as his archangel self he could only be killed by his blade or one of his older sibling’s blade and where would a demon find that?

The Trickster stood there, a little pained but smiled at her. He had the knife still sticking out of his chest and he looked at her with a smile. “you lot, demons, me, well most call me the Trickster and some call me Loki. Having fun yet?” Gabriel asked her curiously, finally pulling the knife out of his chest and tossing it in the air lightly allowing the blade to land in his hand, the handle pointing at her to take from him. He smiled to her as if there would be some sort of alliance but in the end no, since it came down to she is a demon and he was an archangel and well he hated them. By this time, Gabriel had forgotten to make a second point, just leaving it just at one.

"oh and by the way, The Winchesters are mine. You hurt them, I kill you." Gabriel finished folding his arms across his chest.

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Ruby continued to hold the knife to his throat, ready to slice at a moment’s notice. She was pissed off at him, and although she enjoyed being pissed most of the time, she didn’t like the fact that she was facing the unknown. As she listened to him say that he was more powerful than she thought, she stepped back as he took the knife out of her hand. Damn. She had been caught off guard, she watched as he stuck the blade in his own heart. Well, I already knew that he wasn’t a demon, guess that rules out human as well. She stared in confusion, wondering what he was trying to get at. As he pulled the knife out and tossed it in the air, she gasped slightly, thinking he was going to throw it at her, but stared as he held it out to her.

Reaching out, she took the knife back quickly and put it in her side holster. So it was Loki, she had heard stories about him, both Lucifer and Crowley had told her about him and some of the things he had done. A real pain in the ass, always getting in the way, kind of guy. Ruby had to wonder if Crowley knew he was around still. Just as she was about to turn and walk away, giving up on childish games, they just weren’t her style, he spoke once more about the Winchesters. This time threatening her. She glared at the trickster. ”What did you just to say me? Is that some sort of threat?”

Now she was beyond pissed, he had crossed the line. How dare he claim the Winchesters. Now she had even more a reason to find them, she knew that if she could gain their trust again, then just maybe they would help her hunt him down, and put an end to his silly games. But first, he was going to be taught a lesson in pissing off a demon. Ruby walked back up to trickster and reached her hand into his pocket, pulling out a chocolate bar. She unwrapped it and waved it in front of his face making an ‘mmm’ sound before dropping it on the ground. ”Oops…clumsy me.” She smirked as she placed her foot on top of the chocolate bar and smushed it into the ground. ”Such a pity to waste such a good chocolate bar…Now back off, leave the Winchesters to me, and don’t you dare ever threaten me again.”[/i] Ruby took both of her hands and placed them on his shoulders and pushed him backwards as she told him to back off. She just hoped that he took her advice, she didn’t want to have to call for reinforcement her first day back on earth.

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The Trickster looked at her as he folded his arms. He watched her reach into his pocket and pulled out his candy bar, open it and dropped it on the ground. He watched her every move and grew really angry. Sure he had to be angry. He loved his chocolate. The anger stirred inside of him. He simply smiled. He calmed himself down. He let out a sigh and he shook his head. “that was a perfectly good candy bar, I hope you know. I also hope you know that the Winchesters are mine if you harm one tiny hair or long hair on their heads I will kill you myself, and believe me sweet cheeks, that wont be fun at all.” Gabriel continued to threaten.

The Trickster looked at her and wondered what she would do. He hoped that she would try something. That would be hilarious to him. At this point in time, Gabriel didn’t care if he was in hiding anymore. He knew that his siblings were gone and if they came back he would know that he was well, Gabriel.

“maybe you should think twice about talking to me like that, because well, you know. Never judge a book by its cover. And you never know when any little action you make is a stupid one. Trust me, I know.” Gabriel commented, referring to the time he was killed by his older brother, except he knew what he was getting into so it was stupid on purpose. The Trickster looked at her. A hint of frustration and anger were behind his eyes. He was so ready to smite this demon and get it over with. God, he hated talking to her.

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Ruby could feel the anger growing for this trickster in her whole body. He was really hitting her last nerve and she did not like it. Two could play this game. ”I can do whatever I want to the Winchesters, last time I checked your name wasn’t tattooed on their asses. And yes, I have seen Sam’s ass, quite nice actually, much better than yours. So before you go claiming something that’s not yours, maybe you should think about who they really want.” She glared at him and gave him a ‘in your face’ smug smile, trying desperately to hide her frustration with him.

She wanted to just kick his ass, but she knew that it would do nothing to him seeing as her blade didn’t even phase him, and why should she waste her energy on him anyways. Man, she was really start to hate him.

”Besides, your just a stupid little man, with a horrible hair cut that gets his rocks off by playing tricks. And I never make stupid actions. I know the right people. Now be on your way, I have boys to find, and work to do. Shoo.”[/i] She waved her hand, trying to shoo him away, before she turned around, walked to the nearest tree, sat down, and closed her eyes. She was trying to focus on where she could find the Winchesters. They had to be someone near.

As she was trying to focus, all she could think about was the stupid grin on the tricksters face. He had gotten under her perfect skin and she was now irritated with him. She turned around and looked at him. ”Are you really still here?

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The Trickster looked at Ruby and shook his head. He could very well make his name tattooed on their asses. That would be a funny thing to see. The Trickster looked at her and shook his head. He didn’t agree with her at all. Sure, they would probably not be happy to see that he was back. He wouldn’t care though. He was actually thinking about joining them, not like how Castiel is, the bitch on a leash, but helping in any way that he wants, not so much as can.

The Trickster looked at her and was fighting the urge to snap his fingers and watch her explode. That would be most amusing to him, but he couldn’t, well he could but he knew he shouldn’t. there was something she was up to and he wanted to know what that was. She had told him to shoo and he watched her walk over to a tree and sat underneath. He started to chuckle in his evil laugh kind of voice and he looked at her when she asked if he was still here. “I will be here as long as it bothers you, honey. it’s a new game I am playing. Very amusing to me, which is all that matters.” he laughed and he jumped on top of the gravestone again and stared at her. He got here first, why should he leave?

The Trickster had pulled another candy bar out of his coat pocket, after secretly snapping his fingers. He didn’t want her to know who he really was. That would probably scare her away or cause him to kill her and he didn’t want to do that because he was having so much fun.

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Letting out a deep sigh, Ruby rolled her eyes and slowly stood up. She crossed her arms across her chest and stared at the trickster. She wanted to do something, but couldn’t figure out just what to do. Crowley warned her not to do anything stupid, but since when did she start listening to authority? She watched as he sat there eating his disgusting chocolate bar. As she was about to snap back at him, she caught a sense of the Winchester’s and smirked at the trickster before vanishing in front of him.

Standing outside of a little diner, she kept an eye on the boys as they entered a small diner and sat at a window booth. Ruby smiled, pleased that she had found the boys so quickly, and excited to see them again. She did enjoy her time she had with them in the past, especially with Sam. However, she knew it was going to be extremely hard to convince them to trust her again. But she knew eventually she would get through to them and hopefully have them wrapped around her finger again.

Not only was she worried about the brothers, she had to figure out how to keep this trickster away from them. She could see him getting in her way a lot, and her job was big enough that she didn’t need to worry about any other interference. Perhaps if she just sent word to Crowley to take care of him? Nah, she could take care of him on her own. She was a big girl after all, she wouldn’t mind getting her hands dirty and kicking some ass.

Ruby looked around, wondering if anyone was following her, debating on if now was the right time to approach the brothers.

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