17. Medusa

C as’s ideas were always solid. He’d come up with this one on the fly and wasn’t saying much about it, but I trusted my mates implicitly. We honestly should have planned for Saul wanting to make a statement after they were broken out of jail. Their message was really only going to play well with a certain type of crowd.

It was the kind of people who called the Coalition on Benji and his family when they hadn’t done anything wrong except being born a certain way. They didn’t want to find common ground with anyone because they were too focused on the other. I had a feeling the rest of their message involved hurting anyone they suspected of being supernatural and trashing their homes and businesses.

We were back at Dionysus’s place setting up. Benji refused to do anything until he poofed back home for his fez. He said if people saw him without it, they wouldn’t know the message was important. He still took his shirt off and made Cas take his off, too. Cas griped about it, but he knew if he wanted to use Benji’s platform, he needed to play by his rules. I curled up and snuggled with Pax.

“Do you know what he’s up to?” I asked.

“Cas notices tiny details and he’s really good with puzzles and word games. He picked up something from Michael and Lucifer that’s going to destroy their credibility. At least with the folks who aren’t looking for any reason to get violent.”

“I like spoilers and Dionysus refuses to give them to me.”

“Cas is the same way. He’s kind of like Dionysus with the whole god thing about this shit. Be patient,” Pax said, kissing me on the top of the head.

Cas was conspiring with Melina in the corner. Yeah, he was definitely milking this like Dionysus would. I didn’t really peg him like that, but I loved it. He wanted to blow our minds, too, and it was adorable. Cas got what he needed from Melina and told Benji to give her his phone for a minute. Benji didn’t even question it.

Finally, Benji and Cas sat in front of Benji’s set up. Benji spoke first because this was technically his feed.

“Okay, fam, we’re going to address the elephant in the room. Angels are supernatural creatures just like the ones they’ve told you are evil, but my mate Cas is going to address the other elephant in the room. Cas?”

Yeah, because literally none of us knew which elephant Cas was going to be dealing with.

“So, I’d like to address what went down at the prison and the assertion that it had to happen like that. There are a few supernatural creatures that can disappear and appear in places at will. I’m mated to three of them. What the rest of you don’t know is that angels can do that, too.”

Oh, fuck. I knew what Cas was doing and I can’t believe none of us had put that together.

“The angels had been portalling to the rooftop of Coalition headquarters to deliver vials of their tears to use at their facilities. Now, I realize people are saying a lot of shit and only a few of them are actually backing it up with proof, so I’m bringing you proof. I’ve got footage from the security cameras of the roof of Coalition headquarters.

“I’ll play it and you’ll see angels appearing, making the drop, and then disappearing. Human prisons are not only not warded against supernaturals, but most of them have a chapel. If this was just about breaking Hannibal and Saul out, they could have just appeared in their cells and disappeared with them.

“There was no need to storm the prison, destroy it, kill several innocent guards, and let all those prisoners out. The furies themselves were the ones that sensed Saul and Hannibal were trafficking women. That’s what they are built for. Even if this was about innocent men in jail, which it’s not, they could have gotten them out without the carnage and chose not to.”

There was one thing I knew about Melina. She was insanely thorough. All of her incriminating evidence was sorted, categorized, and easy to find. When Cas asked for footage of the roof, she would have already compiled it into a montage just in case she or anyone else would need it.

And it turned out we did.

Damn. Melina put together enough footage that there was zero doubt unless you were just not wanting to believe the truth. You basically never wanted to piss off a maenad. Back in the day, they’d just rip you apart with their bare hands and yeah, sometimes there was some cannibalism involved if they got a little enthusiastic.

But maenads in the modern age had focused all of that. They were still agents of chaos who liked brawling and drinking, but they had other means of destroying people now. Melina was just the most effective at it.

Benji and Cas just sat there while the montage seemed to play forever until it was finally over.

“There you have it,” Benji said. “They could have gotten those dick faces out without killing anyone, destroying the prison, or releasing any prisoners. It was definitely a choice. We’ve got a few more truth bombs, but we’re not quite ready to release them yet. Like and follow for updates. Peace out!”

“That was amazing,” I said when the recording stopped. “I never even would have picked up on the portalling thing and that we could use it to change their opinions.”

“Some,” Cas said. “Some people don’t want their opinions changed. They just want to hurt others.”

“Michael and the other archangels could help. Lucifer was right about something. The archangels are the most famous of all angels. Everyone knows their names and some people have statues of them in their houses. No one knows who these other angels are, just that they are angels. We can use that,” Pax said.

“Fine, but if we’re using my social media again, all the angels are going to have to get real cool real quick about taking their shirts off,” Benji said.