Unfortunately, Dean had to carry Red due to her inability to walk. After the mark formed on their arms, Red completely blacked out. Dean was gracing god over the fact that she was light.

Dean walked in a limp the whole time due to some of the wolves that attacked him, making carrying Red a lot more difficult. Eventually, Dean made it back to his base of operations and set Red down on the couch. He wrapped up his wounds and sat down on a chair. Dean pulled out his ID and started to call Angelo. After a couple of rings, a screen pulled up with an image of Angelo.

“Dean, what’s up?”

“You need to tell me what is going on in this country,” Dean said.

“What do you mean?”

“I ran into and played out Little Red Riding Hood.”

“Sounds interesting,” Angelo said.

“You have to know what’s going on in this country.”

Angelo sighed, “What do you want to know?”

“What info do you have?”

“I’ll start at the basic stuff. The country’s name is the Grimm Empire. The rulers are Emperor Henry Charming and Empress Cinderella Charming.”

“Like in the fairy tales?”

“Exactly. The town you are currently in, Edgewalker, is one of the bigger places in the empire. I did as much scouting as I could, and I found two things.”

“What are they?” Dean asked.

“The first thing was Little Red Riding Hood. The story hadn’t played out yet, I was hoping you would be the ‘woodsman’ if you catch my drift.”

“Well, it played out exactly as planned.”

“The second thing is quite a biggie. The empire is in the current state of a civil war.”

“What, why?”

“Snow White was also in this town, and she’s the emperor’s new girl.”

“So the empress got angry and started a civil war?”

“Yup. When she found out, she tried to kill Snow White and failed, igniting a civil war.”

“I completely understand where she’s coming from, but how did the Snow White story play out?”

“Charming found her encased in ice and freed her.”

“That’s it?”

“Yeah, but it doesn’t end there. Edgewalker is a territory controlled by Cinderella. Your existence is very known.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Edgewalker didn’t have a fixer because they always died the first day, due to the wolves.”

“Ok, I survived, what else?”

“You killed them all while protecting a girl.”

“How does that qualify me to be recognized by the empress?”

“Her army has had a ton of trouble due to those wolves, and you took care of them. She’s gonna request your presence.”

“Do I get a reward or something?”

“I have no idea. She might even try to recruit you.”

“I don’t want to get dragged into a war.”

“Well, I have to go do some work so I’ll talk to you later.”

“Ok.” Dean hung up and turned around in his chair. It was just in time to see Red waking up from her nap.

“Where am I?” she asked.

“You are at my place. You passed out after our run-in with the wolf pack, and I carried you here,” Dean explained.

Red then hugged herself and started to cry violently. Dean sat in his chair and watched her before he got up and grabbed a soda from his fridge. ‘Boy am I glad Angelo decided to stock the fridge.’

“Way to be a dick, Boss,” Nancy said telepathically.

“You know you can come out of the void, right?” Dean walked over to Red. “Quit crying kid. It won't get you anywhere, trust me.”

Red looked up with tears running down her face and her eyes bloodshot. She rubbed her arm across her face, wiping the tears, and glared at Dean. “My grandma just died, and this is what you do?”

“Look kid, I understand where you are coming from, but you can’t dwell on things like this. You gotta straighten up and tough it out. Crying is just wasting your time, time that you could be spending on becoming stronger, or helping other people.”

Red stared at Dean before speaking. “Then let me join you.”

Dean, who was drinking his soda, nearly spit all over the floor. “You want to join me?”

“I don’t have anything to do anymore, plus I really wanna help other people escape my fate.”

Dean took a sip of his drink, “Sure, I don't mind you working with me.”

The mark on his arm and Red’s, he didn’t know what they meant. Lucifer wasn’t going to talk to him anymore, so she was a no-go. After the mark showed up, Dean felt some type of connection with Red. It was like she was now his sister. He couldn’t comprehend what Erik said either. Being called an “Apostle of the Devil” was jarring. Dean began to connect the dots between what was happening and Lucifer. He rolled up his sleeve and saw the peacock. He then looked at the dragon on Red’s arm. Dean racked his brain looking for symbols and connections with the markings. He looked for what they would represent, and how they connected to the devil.

Then, it hit him. The behavior of Red at the battle was very brutal and strength-oriented. Her actions were filled with hatred and anger. Dean’s behavior also seemed to change; he felt like he was becoming more arrogant and narcissistic. He felt like he could do anything. Being a “chosen” and an “Apostle of the Devil” only meant one thing, the Seven Deadly Sins. He was Pride and Red was Wrath.

“What are you thinking so hard about?” Red asked.

“I just had an epiphany.” The conversation was interrupted by a loud knocking on the door. Dean sighed and walked towards the door.

When Dean opened the door, he was greeted by a woman and a man.

“Hello, what can I do for you?” Dean asked.

“You are the new fixer in town right?” the woman asked.

“That is correct.” Dean moved away from the door and motioned for the man and woman to walk inside. They came in and sat down on the couch Dean had. Dean sat in a chair across from them, and Red stood next to him.

“What is it that you need?” Dean asked.

“We want you to kill someone.”