Sam dodged, slamming Sumnor against the wall with his telekinesis. He easily unbound Dean's hands, the Demon-killing Colt against Sumnor's head, cocked, as Sam steadily held Sumnor there, knowing he would not be able to attack.

"Who are you, and what do you want?" 

Sam growled, his eyes turning black. He kicked Sumnor off of him with great force, immediately up and grabbing Dean.

'Let's go!" He said through gritted teeth, as they were in the car. He sped off, knowing there was only one placing where the Demon couldn't follow.

--

Sam knocked on the door, sporting a now-conscious Dean on his shoulder. A man opened it, immediately letting them in.

"What going on here, you two?" The man asked, laying Dean on the couch.

"Well, A demon knocked him out, said some jumbo about Lucifer wanting us. So I came to the only place where Demons couldn't enter. Nice to see you too, Bobby." Sam chuckled. 

((Reubi. I don't mean to bother, and I have been overlooking it, but you have been Pp a bit.))

Sumnor sprinted after the pair after regaining his equilibrium, the kick throwing him for six, they shot through the door to the house and Sumnor rebounded off a barrier, he stood, roaring a a growl of anger before screaming, "You won't be able to stay in there forever! and I will not be demon for much longer! I am due my transformation any day now!"

((I have Chance? ookay, I'll try to cut it a bit.))

((Yeah, don't mean to offend, so sorry.))

Dean shook his head, sitting up from the couch.

"God, when I get my hands on that Demon..." He growled, holding his head.

"Oh shut up, he can't get in anyway. The Devil's Trap is there." Bobby chastised. 

Sumnor sat on a tree stump, rubbing his chest, he could feel the transformation coming on, the previous War had fallen, and it was his time to fulfill his destiny, he looked at the building as he drew his weapons, laying them on the ground, not wanting them to get damaged in his transformation. He let himself fall to the ground, keeping his wits about him as he began to transform, incase the two tried to escape.

This is the new War:

If you can't see in the picture, his left hand is huge and made of unbreakable material, yet he can bend it as if it was a normal hand, and his sword, the chaoseater, is a huge, powerful weapon.

((Awesome))

They sat up as they felt the ground rumble. They rushed to the windows, watching what their eyes could not comprehend.

"Omg." Dean said, using the actual acronym. Bobby sighed, pushing away from the window.

'Oh calm down, you pansy. The Horsemen are still Demons." 

((They're actually not demon, angel or human, they are beings of might that need to keep the balance.))

War walked towards the building, feeling the barrier push towards the slight traces of demon left within him, but he pushed through nonetheless, his sword still sheathed upon his back, he got to the door and knocked with his smaller hand, "Telegram for one, Mr Winchester."  He waited a few seconds, "Not gonna work?" He then raised his large hand and began punching the thick, steel door, denting it with each punch, attempting to get through, he could feel taht it wasn't going to take long.