"Author"'s note: heeeeey there. the other day I was around tumblr in full NOOOOKEVINWHY? phase and while I was NOOOOKEVINWHY?-ing around I found this post: post/68963416457/do-prophets-get-turned-into-angels-when-they-die and since accepting the headcanon wasn't enough I wrote this. It's not betaed and I also wrote it in record time, so it's probably full of horrible mistakes that make the poor English grammar want to commit suicide. And since even I haven't re-read it also the writing quality sucks. Leave me a review please, tell me what you think/if I should continue this (which I may do, but I have no idea of how and will certainly be totally AU. And probably better written than this). If anyone wants to point out mistakes, feel free to do it. If you think it sucks, well, I tried. Enjoy!
20/12/13 CHAPTER NOW EDITED
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. If I did the moment Gadreel touched Kevin there would have been a reaction strong enough to cast him out of this universe. Title is from Rammstein's song "Engel", so are the lyrics here
Wer zu Lebzeit gut auf Erden
(Who in their lifetime is good on Earth)
wird nach dem Tod ein Engel werden
(will become an angel after death)
Kevin screamed. The pain was... It was so much, so worst than anything he'd experienced. His eyes burned, his whole body felt like it was on fire. The heat was devouring him, flowing from Sam's hand on his forehead. No... not Sam's hand. Sam wasn't able to do this. Sam wouldn't do this to him. Whatever this was. He came to the realization that this couldn't be his friend, that it probably was an angel and that the angel was probably smiting him in less than five seconds of burning pain, before feeling the sensation fade. And if the sensation faded it meant he was dead.
He turned around. He knew that Heaven was made of your best memories and that Hell was pure torture, but no one told him he couldn't see in the afterlife. Because to him, it was all black. Something was telling him that really, being dead and blind should freak him out at least a little bit more than this. Instead he was feeling... nothing. Nothing at all. Two things Kevin, either you're in shock or you're even more messed up than you thought.
«Hey! Is there anyone here?» he screamed. His voice was... strange, for a lack of better term. Like, a bit higher. He didn't remember it to be this high. And frankly, he didn't even remember opening his mouth to speak. And now he was starting to be worried. Shock wearing off, then.
He tried to move his arms, to reach out for his face, understand how the fuck did he spoke without using his mouth. But while he was sure he was moving them, even his arms didn't feel right. He couldn't tell without seeing, but they felt unfamiliar. And when after a couple tries he finally touched his face, both his hand and his face touched something that wasn't right. Not at all.
His hands were cool. And his face... It just wasn't his face. Well, he couldn't be actually 100% sure, but he was pretty much sure that he should feel stubble and warm, human skin, not a cool... something. It... it didn't seem fuckin' solid, let alone human. Now Kevin was starting to have a mild freak out. And what freaked him out even more was that even his fuckin' emotions felt strange. Alien.
There was a spot. A white spot in a corner of his otherwise totally black world. And it seemed like it was getting bigger. He tried to turn toward the light, but before he could he felt a sharp pain, and some sort of numbness took him. His vision stayed black, but his counsciousness faded.
«...I'm so going to smite the bastard at the first occasion»
«That's the third time you said it in less than five minutes»
«Well, I am!»
«Calm down. I think he's awake» Kevin didn't know who the voices were, but they were nice to listen to. Expecially the one saying something about smiting someone, even though it had an angry tone that was quite frightening.
«Are you with us dude?» said the first voice.
«Who? Me?» Kevin managed. He was flat on some cool surface, and he kind of wanted to stay there for a while.
«Yes, you. Do you plan on lying there for the rest of eternity?» Kevin sighed. He sat, turning toward the voices. Still pitch black.
«I can't see you»
«Try opening your eyes genius» the second voice said. Right. Kevin opened them, and he added "opening eyes" to the list of things that no, didn't feel right. And then he froze completely.
The two beings in front of him had to be angels in their true forms. He had read something about it on the tablet, but that didn't quite give the idea. The smaller one was white and light yellow, with a pair of huge blonde-brown wings. The other... well. It was far bigger than the other, his body covered in gold and red lines, with six golden wings and what looked like four faces. Both of them had a body that looked basically human (two arms, two legs, a head - though with four faces in one case, but still a head) but different, strangely stretched, and with some eyes in places were eyes usually are not (the big one had probably twenty of them, or even more) . They both shone lightly, the smaller one with a plain white light, the other more with a golden one, and with other colours Kevin couldn't name.
«You're... you're angels» Kevin said, amazed. They were so alien, yet beautiful. He once wondered why God didn't put more information on the angels' true form in the tablet, and now he understood it. He simply didn't know words to make a description that would fit.
«Well, duh» said the big one, who apparently was the angry one who wanted to smite someone, rolling his eyes. And really, with all those eyes around his body he took rolling eyes to a whole new level.
«Now that we stated the obvious, who are you?» asked the other.
«I'm Kevin. Kevin Tran. I'm a prophet» the smaller angel turned toward the other, who didn't react.
«A prophet»
«Yes. Why?»
«Well, this could be useful. I think I might know a couple loopholes that could involve a prophet and getting out of this place» the bigger angelm said.
«I'm sorry, I don't think I understand» Kevin said.
«Me neither» the other angel intervened «How exactly is he a prophet? I mean, look at him. I'm not an expert, but he doesn't look like one to me»
«...What do I look like?»
«Ok, it's not surprising you don't know. Basically when a prophet dies he gets turned into an angel, so congrats Kev, you're one of us now» the bigger angel said.
«WHAT?» Kevin screamed once he registered the message.
«You're joking» the other angel said.
«You're angel Kev, and nope, I'm not joking» Kevin was literally speechless. There was nothing about this on the tablet. So now he was an angel. No, it wasn't possible.
«It's not possible» he murmured.
«Nothing's impossible» the bigger angel said, in a much too cheerful way for Kevin's liking. Kevin looked down at himself, thing he hadn't done since he was too busy gaping. He didn't see anything. He tried to look around. The only things he saw were the two angels, and the rest was black.
«I still don't believe you, but do you have an explenation for the fact I can't see anything else other than you two?»
«Well, there's nothing really to see here»
«Not even myself?»
«Well, that's concerning. You sure you can't see anything?»
«Sure» the bigger angel came in front of him. He was huge, so bigger than Kevin. He held out a hand in front of Kevin «How many fingers am I holding up?»
«Four»
«Now?»
«Two»
«Now?»
«Was this all just an excuse to show me the middle finger?» the angel chuckled, or at least, made a sound that could have been a chuckle.
«I like you Kev. Do you really not see anything?»
«Yes»
«So, to convince you you're actually one of us now» he grabbed one of Kevin's hands «Try reaching behind you and tell me what you feel» Kevin did as said. At a certain point, he touched something. Feathers. And the worst part was that some part of him he didn't know he had felt his touch too.
«Oh fuck» he said.
«Convinced? Anyway, I have no idea why you can't see yourself» the angel said «Oh, by the way, I'm Gabriel and that guy there is Balthazar»
«Impossible. Sam and Dean» he paused, the memory of whatever was in Sam's body smiting him still fresh «They told me about you. You're both dead»
«They told you about us? Aren't they cute» was Balthazar's comment.
«Really, I'm flattered» Gabriel commented.
«Still, you're dead»
«So? You are too» Gabriel snorted «Look, the basic thing is: I survived after Luci stabbed me, barely, but I did. I followed the boys for a while, but I was both too weak and without a vessel, so not exactly in my best shape to help them. Then when Cas decided to kill Balthy here, all the energy I gained I wasted saving this guy 'cause I thought he might come useful. And then while we were still at basically no power Metasshole showed up and shoved us here. What did we miss exactly?»
«A lot of things»
«For example?» Balthazar asked.
«Metatron tricked Cas and made a spell that casted all angel out of Heaven, and now they're divided in two factions trying to kill each other. And by the way, Abbadon is out there with her demons too. Those are basically the main things going on right now» Kevin said, while poking on the wing he found earlier. It was soft.
«Oh fuck» Balthazar said.
«Agreed» Gabriel crossed his arms «This is bad. Very bad. That explains also why you're here, Metasshole as to worry about one thing less if you're stuck in this place. And what about the Winchesters? They're doing something?»
«They have Crowley imprisoned, and doing what they can to find a way to reverse the spell. Cas's helping too, but Metatron stole his Grace for the spell so now all angels are hunting him and he isn't even sticking with us. And...» Kevin hesitated.
«And?»
«I think an angel is possessing Sam» the two angels stared at him.
«You think an angel is possessing Sam. Look, either he's possessed or he's not»
«I'm not sure, but Dean was acting strange lately and... And Sam smited me» Kevin whispered. He didn't think about Dean's involvement before, but now his strange comportament made much more sense. I always trust you, and I always end up screwed. He didn't think Dean would put him in danger on purpose, of course, but if the hunter knew something he sould've told Kevin. His lack of trust hurt.
«Definetly possessed» Gabriel concluded.
«After this I so want to get drunk» Balthazar said, sitting down on the floor.
«At least we know why Metasshole closed us here. Didn't want any more people on the good duy's side»
«And where are we?» Kevin asked.
«Some kind of... cage, probably a copy of Luci's one»
«Can we get out?»
«While it's probably not nearly as well-made as the original, it's still a damn good cage. Luckily, me and Balthy are probably the master loophole users and we were just trying to find the right one to break out. If in your prophetic knowledge there's also something about how to get out of places like this, please, feel free to share»
«Ok»
«Oh, and sorry for being smited. I suppose it's not a good experience»
«Kinda painful»
«I can imagine. But of course» Gabriel stopped with a look of realization (and since when did Kevin start to recognize expressions on four-faced archangels?) «That has to be the reason you can't see! The smiting made your human eyes burn, and so you can't see anything a human would. But angels' true forms are things just angel eyes can see, and since they're working right you can see us»
«You've lost me brother» Balthazar said.
«Don't think too hard Balthy, we wouldn't want you to get an headache»
«Fuck you»
«So... Is this whole "I'm an angel" thing real?» Kevin asked again, starting to panic.
«Yup. Unless of course those wings and all the attributes you've gained are immaginary, of course, which they aren't» Kevin stared at Gabriel for some seconds and then surrendered himself to the impending panic attacks this thing would probably give him once it all sinked in.
«So... How are you doing?» Kevin turned toward Balthazar, who was sitting near him.
«Fine I guess. Why?»
«Random guy turned prophet turned angel, I've been waiting for a major freak out since you got here»
«I dunno, I guess I've had so many surprises lately that this doesn't freak me out as much as it should. Besides, as long as I don't lay on my back I can still pretend I'm not... I'm human» Kevin said. Really, he was holding up much better than he expected. He had had some minor freaks out, but nothing serious. Usually it all died down in a matter of minutes. Which had probably something to do with angel emotions being all fucked up and stuff, and Kevin frankly didn't know if it was worse this or spending the time curled in a corner and weeping.
«So you won't be screaming and whining and having a panic attack? At least, not anytime soon?»
«I don't think» even if he wasn't so totally sure himself. After all, he wasn't sure how long he'd been inside there, but it was more than a couple days for sure and he still hadn't felt the need to eat, or drink, or sleep, or any of the other basic human needs. And as annoying having to go and relive your bladder every few hours can be, after a lifetime spent doing it it's kinda confusing when you suddenly don't need to anymore.
«Good» Kevin felt a bit affronted for his psychological stability to be dismissed with a simple "good", but he hadn't even expected for the angel to ask in the first place, so...
«For the hundredth time Gabriel, no, I have no fucking clue of who is possessing Sam, alright?» Kevin sighed, exasperated.
«Sorry Kev, didn't mean to bother you with a something so stupid as "ehy, let's try to figure out who is possessing Sam Winchester and smited you"!»
«Don't you think I want to know too?» Kevin shouted «If I knew something, I'd tell you but apparently Dean Winchester decided I wasn't worth of having this piece of information» he realized both Gabriel and Balthazar were staring «What?»
«Nothing, just watching you two deciding which Winchester is more annoying» Balthazar commented.
«Shut up»
«Ok, ok, I'm shutting up, even if I don't understand what I did. It was him who asked»
«Really? "It was him who asked". Very mature of you»
«There they go» Kevin whispered. Those two had a habit of starting to argue over stupid things all the time. It was funny, sometimes. The other times was just annoying.
«If you didn't like me you could have let me die»
«I thought you might've been useful, but nooo, let's just sit there and complain»
«You are like an old married couple» Kevin commented, shaking his head.
«Who? Me and him? Dude, please» Gabriel said with a disgusted expression.
«Yeah, after all he's already committed to Sammy, isn't him?» Balthazar teased.
«Shut you mouth Balthy»
«Wait, he's what?» Kevin asked. Ok, if he had to listen to those two having a pissing contest might as well enjoy the show.
«He's got a huge crush on the little - or big, depends on the point of view - Winchester. Why do you think he's always so "what are the Winchester doing" and "what's happening to Sammy"?» Batlhazar said, earning a glare from Gabriel.
«Gabriel, seriously? You've got a thing for Sam?» Kevin asked, half-incredoulus, half-amused. That made so much sense now. Gabriel rolled his eyes.
«Guy's hot. Ok, I might have a little soft spot for him, but that's it»
«I'll tell you the truth» Balthazar whispered «The only reason he didn't ask Sam to marry him was that he thought being with someone who is technically so bigger than him might've sent the guy into an identity crisis» Kevin chuckled.
«Really amusing»
«Well, that and the fact he wasn't sure with which face to kiss him first» Balthazar continued. Gabriel muttered something about "useless little brothers".
«Yeah, I suppose it's not exactly a classical human beauty» Kevin said.
«You know Kev, if you could see yourself you'd realize you have more eyes than you imagine» Gabriel retorted. Kevin didn't know how to feel about that remark «Anyway. I'm an archangel, at least in theory one of Heaven's most powerful defensor or some shit like that, and I'm also the one who should look after the prophets, so excuse me if I'm a bit pissed about this all and want to find a way to clean all the shit's out there, or better, make Metasshole lick it all»
«I think we offended him» Balthazar murmured. Kevin nodded, even though he was now a bit perplexed. It's nice to know there's an archangel whose job would be to look over you. Expecially when another angel killed you.
«I'm a genius!» Gabriel excalimed out of the blur. Balthazar and Kevin both turned toward him, perplexed.
«No you're not, what makes you think so?» Balthazar asked.
«Fuck off. I think I know how to break free from here» Gabriel said.
«Are you serious?» Kevin asked, suddenly interested.
«Yep»
«So we can go out?»
«Slow down Balthy, we need a plan first. Metasshole with know we're out in less than you can say "orgy", and you have to remember we're disconnected from Heaven and Kev here has no idea of how to fly. And he doesn't see either»
«So what?» Balthazar asked.
«We go out, find our way on Earth and go in the first decent vessels we can find. Then no flying to Dean-o or anything, we keep a low profile, try to pass for someone else or something. I'll find the cover, trust me, I've been out of Heaven's sight for a long time, I know how to hide. Then we find a way to get things back as they should be. Righto?» Kevin nodded. The only thing he wanted now was to get out of there. Soon. He had no idea of what to do after, but for now freedom would already be something. Then... he could think about the "later" later.