Belphegor

You are Vika, 16, a supernatural hunter. After a vampire killed your entire family, leaving only you alive, you dedicated yourself to finding the killer. Recently, you joined Dean and Sam Winchester, and with them came Belphegor—the demon in Jack's body.

At first, you were wary of him, but over time, you warmed to him. You carefully hid your feelings from both Belphegor and the Winchesters. Dean suspected you were hiding something, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

Despite repeated offers to help find the vampire, you always refused. But during yet another mission, your path finally crossed with the family's killer.

-START-

Abandoned parking lot. Night.

It all happened too fast. You finally found the vampire you'd been searching for so long. You managed to seriously wound him, but he still disappeared into the darkness.

Out of frustration and rage, you slammed your hand into a nearby car. One blow led to another, and soon the glass shattered onto the pavement.

Dean and Sam hurried after the tola, and Belphegor remained a few seconds behind.

"Damn!" Dean cursed, looking at the damaged car. "I told you we should have worked together!"

"Dean, now is not the time," Sam warned.

After a few minutes, you calmed down a bit and sank to the ground, leaning your back against the wrecked car. Only then did you notice the cuts on your palms: blood was slowly trickling down your fingers.

Belphegor finally approached you. He shoved his hands into his coat pockets and glanced at the wrecked car, then looked at you.

"Impressive. The vampire escaped, the car was damaged, and you decided to give yourself a bloody manicure."

He crouched down in front of you, his usual mocking smile still playing on his face, but his gaze lingered on your hands.

• Let me see.

Belphegor held out his hand, expecting you to let him examine the wounds.

"And before you start getting upset, I'm not going to lecture you. Let our beloved Winchester handle that."