Post by samhain on Jun 9, 2011 21:47:09 GMT -5
When Samhain made his way out of Hell, he found himself in the same location where Sam Winchester had exorcised him. However, his previous vessel was nowhere to be found. A bit of searching took place before the demon found the grave site of Don Harding. Quickly possessing the deceased man, and using his supernatural prowess, the corpse was as good as new and ready to be utilized.
Realistically, Samhain could have possessed anyone he wanted. But, there was something about reusing familiar faces. What did the humans called it? Recycling?
The demon stopped next to a tombstone, his tiny black pupils scanning the words. "Rest in peace, Robert Johnson." Samhain chuckled, putting his hand out toward the ground. His eyes widened, showing off his milky-white irises.
Nothing. Not even a rustle.
A sigh flew from Samhain's mouth as he let his arm drop to his side. Centuries ago he was incredibly strong, even without the power of All Hallow's Eve to increase his abilities. But now, he couldn't raise a single undead. He had been in Hell so long, Samhain would need a little warming up before his special skills could be put to use.
In fact, he was having trouble changing his eyes back to his host's normal color. His power was somewhat difficult to keep under control. Something else to be worked on.
Realistically, Samhain could have possessed anyone he wanted. But, there was something about reusing familiar faces. What did the humans called it? Recycling?
The demon stopped next to a tombstone, his tiny black pupils scanning the words. "Rest in peace, Robert Johnson." Samhain chuckled, putting his hand out toward the ground. His eyes widened, showing off his milky-white irises.
Nothing. Not even a rustle.
A sigh flew from Samhain's mouth as he let his arm drop to his side. Centuries ago he was incredibly strong, even without the power of All Hallow's Eve to increase his abilities. But now, he couldn't raise a single undead. He had been in Hell so long, Samhain would need a little warming up before his special skills could be put to use.
In fact, he was having trouble changing his eyes back to his host's normal color. His power was somewhat difficult to keep under control. Something else to be worked on.