A.N/disclaimer: Hi…I don't own supernatural…or anything in it…I thought this would be a good story…but I will only continue it if I get reviews…well post it anyway. I'll write it no matter what…but posting is a different story. Any way continue to read please!

The Last Chapters:

Prologue: The Beginning of the end

Dean was knelt at his brother's side. They had just completed a rather unusual mission that had led them into an old warehouse outside of Los Angeles. And though they had killed the beast causing the havoc, Dean saw it as a failed mission. And now he sat next to his brother tears threatening to fall from his usually proud face.

Sam…how could he have…how could he have? Dean thought as he looked at his brother lying on the floor. How can he lie there…so still…why…why did he have to die? Why not me?

He questioned as he sat there, knowing that he wasn't alone in the room, but not caring about the other person in the room, all he could do was think to him self. Why did he have to die?

"Because, though I did have my own plains for little Sammy…some one else fulfilled their own plans first…come Dean…You will have to fill your brothers place…by my side…" The demon said looking with pity at Dean and his dead brother.

"No…no more …no more demons!" Dean said looking at the Demon with hatred written clearly on his face, you're the reason he's dead!

"Dean…I know you're angry…but with young Samuels death…it only means the end is near…and you can't stay here…I will have you come with me…one way or another…conscious or not," The Demon said, clearly getting angry at the lost of time.

Dean looked downward, and nodded, "fine." What else could he do? He had nothing left in his life.

And with that the Demon smiled and grabbed Dean's arm and slowly lead him away, "you made the right choice."

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"Samuel…Samuel…get up…" a voice said from a distance, Sam heard it…but didn't obey, "arise Samuel…and fulfill your destiny…" the voice called again. This time Sam got up, but not because the voice had asked of it…but because of the pain that was now filling his back with trembles.

"W-what" Sam started to say as he suddenly became aware of how cold he felt.

"All in time…for now you must find a safe haven…you will be weak for a time…" the voice said soothingly. Sam tried to get up, only to stumble. He felt heavier then he remembered and that only added to the mound of questions attacking his head.

"Hurry…there is no time!" the voice stated, urging Sam forward.

Sam didn't reply…he simply walked, stumbling every once and a while. He didn't really know where he was going to go…but he knew he needed to get there…and fast.

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Dean walked next to the one thing he had spent most of his life hunting, feeling lost and confused. He had lost everything…his mother…his home…his father…his brother…and now he had reason to believe he has also lost his mind. "What do you want from me?" he asked quietly.

The Demon looked at him and chuckled, "you are to be one of the soldiers in the war to end all wars…you will help me storm the one place neither me or my father can reach…"

Dean looked at the demon questions filling his head. "Your father?" Dean asked looking at the man the demon now possessed.

He was in his mid-forties, and looked as thought he hadn't eaten in days. He had dark deep brown hair and a scratchy beard, his cloths we more like rags then anything else. If he hadn't known better, Dean would have thought him a homeless drunk.

"My father…Lucifer…And as for that place…"

Heaven, Dean thought, finishing the demons sentence for him.

T.B.C