Mac stared at her sister in horror. This was not good. This side of Iri had only shown up once before and that was nearly 12 years ago.

Flashback

Mac moved quietly down the hallway behind her uncles. Their intel suggested that the bastard had her caged here, where he first met their mother.

I don’t like this Rom, her Uncle Remus hissed to his twin. It’s too fucking quiet.

Language Rem! Uncle Rom snapped from in front of her. But I must agree it’s too quiet.

Suddenly, Mac stopped and turned to face one of the walls.

What is it? Uncle Remus asked her.

Mac didn’t reply. She just felt along the wall. After a moment her fingers found a button that released a mechanism that opened the wall in front of them. The door slid open with a soft woosh to reveal a door-lined corridor. A single door stood open at the end of the corridor. A harsh, slightly histerical laugh eminated from the room.

Shit! Uncle Remus cursed lowly. That doesn’t sound good.

It’s Iri, but something is wrong, Mac whispered before breaking into a sprint.

In the room at the end of the corridor, were two people. One she would recognize anywhere, Iri. She was tied to a chair and she was leaned over spitting out blood. A deep, throaty chuckle eminated from her covered face.

You’re going to have to do better than that if you want her to talk, old man, Iri said but it wasn’t her voice. In the mean time, you get to play with me and hope your knots hold.

It was only then that Mac looked at the second person in the room. She stumbled back into her Uncle Rom in disbelief.

It was him. Why does it always have to be him?

Standing in front of her sister was Laochlain. He had been grinning maniacally until Iri had spoken. Now his grin faltered and fear crept into his features. When Iri looked up, Mac could see why. The look in those silver eyes was not one that belonged to her sister.

That day nearly 12 years ago, was the first time the devil inside Iri came out to play. But it wasn’t the last. And now he was here again at the worst possible moment.

What the fuck do you want, Enyo? she asked through clenched teeth.

My, my you are rude, Enyo tsked. Besides you should know by now dear girl that I only come out to play when he’s around.

Laochlain is not here! She thundered.

Perhaps not but you still need information from that ghoul do you not? She asked standing.

Yes but....

Then it’s time for me to get to work, she chuckled cracking her knuckles.

Wait a second, who the fuck are you? Dean asked confused.

Dean, don’t antagonize her, Mac warned him. She’s far more dangerous than Iri ever thought about being.

Oh how rude of me not to introduce myself! Enyo exclaimed but Mac knew she’d had no intention of being friendly with Sam and Dean.

Leave her to me, she told them.