Without a teacher in charge, things fall apart.
He will make Hell great again, he tells his fellow demons.
But for now, Lucifers a little busy, so instead, Asmodeus walks in.
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He and his Southern twang are ready to return Hell to the days of fire and brimstone.
As for Jack, Deans ready to kill it, as soon as he figures out how.
You know, if they ever get out of here.
And here is a place where angels spontaneously throw fireballs at you.
But hey, at least it gives Mary the opportunity to put some distance between herself and the devil.
In his disappointment, he then scarred Asmodeus.
That humiliation then forged an eternal bond.
I am his to command, Asmodeus says.
And Jack LOVES it.
Dean and Jack then chow down on some burgers while Sam wards the room.
Oh yeah, hes big in the Bible.
Lots of screen time, Dean jokes.
Also, we get this great interaction.
Dean:Hes Satan.Jack:And thats bad?Dean:Damn straight.
Is he famous or something?
Sam explains that God, you know, created everything, and Jack realizes that God is his grandfather.
And family is a good thing…sometimes.
Sam then decides to take this opportunity to ask Jack about his powers.
For example, can he teleport?
Cue Jack getting up, walking to the door, and leaving the room.
Its possible hes more human than we thought, Sam says.
Moments later, the boys hear footsteps outside the room.
(And yes, this is after they let Jack back in.)
(Its something we could all learn from, honestly.)
He then followed that power all the way here, to Jack.
Jacks power is not dark or toxic.
And theyre going to get Jack one, too.
That is, if he stops throwing the tattoo artist across the room at the first hint of pain.
Only, both tattoos heal just moments later.
Maybe they should take a page out of theTeen Wolfhandbook and burn them into his skin?
Or they could just return to the hotel and argue some more.
Suddenly, Im worried about his dental hygiene.
Turns out, the kid can teleport.
Is that why Dean hates me?
Jack asks, but Sam promises Dean doesnt hate him.
Deans frustration simply manifests as anger…and fear.
Why is Dean afraid?
And so does Sam.
Looks like the Prince of Hell is hot on their trail.
In other words, Lucy aint got nothin on his future son.
But Sam is still hopeful that they can mold Jack the right way, and Donatello hopes hes right.
Weve been down before.
We find a way, we fix it, because thats what we do, Sam says.
Jack wants to do the right thing.
Jacks scared to death of who he is, and hes scared of you.
Before Dean can respond, Donatello walks in.
But wait, wasnt Sam just talking to Donatello?
And suddenly, Asmodeus has Jack, and Sam and Dean are fighting off demons in the hotel.
(Major props to Dean for his angel blade-throwing skills.)
And Jack nearly frees them.
A few of these creatures almost crawl out when Sam and Dean arrive with the real Donatello.
And when Asmoedus reveals himself and starts choking Jacks friends, Jack loses focus and the earth closes up.
Jack turns his anger on Asmodeus, who gets out of there before anything else can happen.
Dean then heads to bed, but hes distracted when he finds Jack stabbing himself repeatedly in his room.
What the hell am I?
Jack asks as all of his wounds heal.
I cant control whatever this is, he tells Dean.
I will hurt someone.
Dean explains that Sam thinks Jack can be saved, but Dean admits he doesnt.
He then takes the knife away from Jack, grabs his beer, and leaves.
But before he can do anything, Lucifer shows up and puts his fist through the guys chest.
He then tells Mary that they need each other if they both want to get their boys back.
He also doesnt really give her much of a choice.
But it turns out Lucy isnt the biggest baddest thing in this world.
After Lucy kills a handful of angels, Michael shows up, wings and all.
Lucifer attempts to explain how hes here alternate universes, inter-dimensional travel, blah but it doesnt really matter.
These brothers are always going to do one thing: fight.
And so they do.
But when Michael wins, he decides not to kill Lucy.
Maybe I need you, he tells him.
And suddenly, the shoe is on the other foot.
