Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. Obviously.
Humans. Fragile, short-lived mortals who, by all rights, shouldn't be nearly as important as they are.
My Father made them, loved them, ordered us to protect them. He even gave them a Gift—the ability to choose their own fates, their own place in the universe, their own role in the massive Story we're all living.
He called it Free Will.
Usually, it doesn't much matter. They're like ants; crawling around on a tiny verdant ball on the edge of an average galaxy. Billions of them, there are; and though they like to believe they matter, the reality is that very few of them ever get Our attention. Only the select few that will change the course of actual human history garner Our consideration—and when they do, it is shamefully easy to…guide…them in the right direction.
They are such simple creatures.
There is not even any originality in their motivation—every human on tiny little Earth is motivated by exactly one thing:
Love.
Love of money and love of material goods are the easiest by far to manipulate, for an angel can conjure anything with but a thought. Alexander ('The Great', they call him) was one we reached young. A textbook case that we use as a template now—all Hael had to do was promise him untold riches, and he raised an army to take over the entire known world.
Love of life is universal amongst humans—even the sad, pathetic ones hang onto life with a desperate sort of determination. They can be easily talked around to any task we have for them simply with the assurance they can live, and live happily.
Love of others is a little more complicated to work with, but we manage. Even a martyr will outright murder an innocent to save One to whom they are devoted. We only have to twist the situation to our advantage, and we suddenly have our way.
Of course, we have a hierarchy of our own to deal with, and only the Highest of Us decide what "our way" is. The lower-ranking among us think every situation we manipulate, every person we persuade, is part of a bigger plan in our Father's heart, and they're happy to comply, certain that the orders come from Him.
Because they are angels, and their only motivation is love, too.
Love for their Father.
And, like the humans, they are pathetically easy to manipulate.
For instance, down on that tiny little speck of a planet right now, in a small town in North America, Hell is putting into action a plan they don't know We know about. One of their highest-ranking is travelling across the United States, finding children who are possible vessels for Lucifer, in preparation for the Apocalypse. They don't know we already have a countermove in place, ready to be deployed. The particular family Azazel is visiting tonight is one that has had Our attention for a good while now—the Winchesters are, quite possibly, more important than any other humans in history have ever been. Of course they don't know that, Hell doesn't know it, Azazel doesn't know it, even the majority of angels don't know it.
But I do.
For the eldest of the three Winchester children is destined to be my vessel in the coming battle. The youngest, my brother's. And the middle child, created to protect them both until their fate is fulfilled.
Heaven's Vessel.
Hell's Vessel.
And the Guardian.
My Father created humans with Free Will, but He also created them with the capacity to Love; and I wonder if He realized that the two are mutually exclusive, for once a human (or angel) Loves, he is enslaved to object of his affection and will never choose otherwise.
And it is that knowledge which assures me, that regardless of what the Winchesters believe or think or decide when they find out the truth, we will have our way.
The Apocalypse will take place. And the Winchesters will make it happen.
They really have no choice.
A/N: Welcome to my SPN fic, everyone! Please note this is a re-work of my first foray into Supernatural fan fiction, The Ties That Bind. The big picture plot is the same, I just think I can do better at presenting it; so if you're coming over from that fic, welcome! And don't worry, I'm not recycling most of the same material, so you won't be reading all the same stuff over again.
I'm relatively new to the fandom (coming up on a year since the Brothers Winchester crashed what was left of my sanity), but I love these boys intensely and, like many before me, am fascinated by the idea of them having a sister. My muse went crazy at the idea, and voila! Kate was born. But as the story took shape, well...it's not like any sis fic I've seen yet, so that could be a good or bad thing. We'll see. :P
At any rate, welcome and thanks for reading! Enjoy, and please don't hesitate to leave a review or drop me a PM with your opinions or questions! Feedback feeds my writer brain!