SuperWhoLock - Chapter 1

As the cool breeze brushed against Castiel's face, the angel was enjoying the peace that's been restored to the Garesan after the Archangel's, Raphael's, defeat. Often he would look down at Earth to examine the human's progression in their lives. He, however, would personally visit the impossible brothers time by time.
With the pure green grass brushing on his ankles, and watching the autistic man fly his kite, his moment was interrupted with a distress signal. He dropped down to Earth in L.A to meet the angel who was part of Raphael's defeat. Castiel saw the 3 story brick building, and flew in. In it, he saw a ballroom, and with the cheesy 70's disco music, and the multi-colored lights bouncing off of his eyes, he could oh so ever guess who called him.

"Balthazar..." greeted Castiel.

"Castiel! Oh the time that's passed since we've last seen each other. How long has it been? A year?" Balthazar replied.

"Yes. After we defeated "him."

"Well, don't let us take all the credit, mate! Them Winchester boys stopped you from opening Purgatory. Remember? Oh, and the 'you're welcome' was very much appreciated when you guys used my weapons," Balthazar walked towards the counter to the beat of the music, "Drink?"

"Balthazar, if you've only called me to reminisce about the past, just to let me listen, then I'd best be going."

"Cas... It's happening again," Balthazar placed his glass down, "But he's more dangerous than ever." Castiel looked into Balthazar's eyes and lowered his head with understanding.

"What do we know of him?" The angel asked.

"His intentions are unclear. All we know is that he's a demon." Castiel started pacing in thought.

" I think it's time to call call those boys, Cas. This is their type of party."

"You get the boys. I know of another man who may be of help." Castiel replied. Balthazar, confused at first, then understood who this man Castiel's talking about is.

"I will meet you and the boys. We'll assemble in 30 minutes minutes at Bobby's house," says Castiel.

"Okay captain. I'll let them know you said hi." Balthazar closed his eyes, and vanished. Castiel began questioning if contacting this mysterious figure would be so simple. He decided to proceed in a more comfortable environment with this head throbbing with the music. The angel closed his eyes, and when open, saw the ocean.

As he stared into the ocean from the bridge, he heard a noise similar to a horn of a train sort of, but more... alive but alien. Suddenly, his trenchcoat along with his hair blew away a bit by a sudden gust of wind. A blue box then started materializing in front of him. As the blue box was visible, revealed actually to be a police box, a 6 ft man jumped out, and, as to what Castiel saw, was wearing a bowtie and a fez. The man then started bursting out with greetings and friendly comments.

"Castiel! Oh, great to see you again pal! How long has it been?" The man asked.

"About 500 years, and it's a pleasure to see you again as well, Doctor." Castiel examined the Doctor and his outrages apparel.

"Is it necessary to be wearing a...-" "Fez Cas! It's called a fez! I wear fezzes now, 'cause fezzes are cool." As he said this, he constantly readjusted his hat. Castiel gave the Doctor a questionable look.

"How did you know that I needed to see you?" Castiel asked.

"I didn't," the Doctor replied, "I was just hoping you had time to see this." The Doctor finally decided to take the situation seriously at this point.

"I hope you've already been told what's on our plate right now. Lately, things have been bugging in the night with various people on this planet. However, this is new. It's nothing extraterrestrial. No, this is something far more... dangerous."

"Yes. It's the same here. We've already began assessing the situation here. We started re-grouping," Castiel explained.

"Well, so have I Cas! Um, who is this "we" you're talking about?"

"They're the Winchesters. They... deal with this type of thing on the platter. I believe it's best if you meet them for an plan." Castiel suggested.

"Great Idea Cas! Tell them to meet me in London in...-"

"We'll be in London in about a day. Meet us there by then."

"Good! Can't wait to meet your little friends!" The Doctor hopped into the machine.

"Wait! Where specifically in London?!" Castiel panicked, but it's too late. The machine made the noise again, and vanished. Castiel sighed, and decided to meet with Balthazar. He flew to Bobby's place, and is shocked to see the chaos in the room with Dean screaming, "Cas! What the actual hell?!"

All that Castiel processed in that moment was that Dean was mad at Balthazar for raiding their liquor supply.

"I don't understand. You... you're not usually angry when someone takes your alcoholic beverages."

"Oh, but this is different. That bottle had the stuff that we used on Roofus' grave!"

"I was thirsty! Didn't have time to drink with me explaining to you what's going on." Balthazar argued. Castiel turned to Sam.

"Did Balthazar explain to you the situation?" asked Castiel.

"Um, no. They've just been arguing. I guess I'm mad at Balthazar too, but I kinda realized it's not that right time to fight with the fact that Balthazar is here personally with news." Sam said. Castiel faced his attention back to the fight.

"Balthazar! Let me take over!" Balthazar looked at Castiel, then back at Dean. He then vanished.

"I swear Cas, your friend is gonna blow up a city or something out of sheer boredom."

"That is not of import right now Dean. Have you seen the news lately?" Sam decided to join the conversation.

"No. Why? Another case?" Sam asked.

"No. Something's much worse is at stake here Sam." Castiel gestured to the laptop on the wooden desk. Dean sat down to look up the latest news. As Sam viewed the screen, they see the picture of a man looking no older than mid-30s. The picture wasn't that clear since it only showed mostly the back of his head, though they were able to decipher a chunk of his right side.

"So is this the guy that's been bringing doomsday?" Dean asked.

"Yes." They both stood there for a moment of process.

"Wait. You don't mean literally yes, right?" said Sam. Cas looked at Dean and Sam in annoyance.

"That's the message I've been trying to get across, yes. This man is... breaking the seals again."

"So he's trying to restart... the apocalypse?!" Dean shouted, "Well what the hell do we know about this guy?"

"None of us are sure yet. The only thing we know of him is that he's a demon. But -" Sam interrupted Castiel, "But what?" Cas looks at both of them, "There is someone, that may be the only person who can stand up to, strong enough, to take him, and, if it does occur, Lucifer." Sam stiffened at the name.

"I just met him a while ago."

"Ya know where he is now?" Dean asked.

"He said to meet him in London," Cas said, "but no specific address." Sam and Dean gave each other befuddled looks. "He tends to do that with his... profession." Cas clarified.

"Can he help us?" said Dean.

"Yes. Very." Cas answered.

"Okay. So, where do we start?" As Dean asked, Castiel placed the both of his index fingers on the boys heads, and next thing they knew, they were in London.