Chapter 1: The New Piece

"Fair play does not pertain in bargaining. What matters is leverage."

Castiel knew that what he was doing, although it may not be appreciated by three humans, Crowley, and his brothers and sisters, was the right thing. Becoming God when He was not there, taking the place that had been unoccupied for so long, and leading those that needed to be led. He saw no reason as to why he should not take on the selfless task of becoming the new God.

But there was one small speck, one that would eventually grow large enough to block him from his path if he wasn't careful - The Winchesters. The two humans that thought they could possibly be a danger to him. If they were to rise against him, although he already warned them to not do such a thing... Well, he had to ensure that they didn't even consider doing that.

And that was why he needed something, something that no one else was capable of or wanted to get. Something... Someone, that might just change the Winchesters' minds about going against him.

It was only for that reason that a blonde boy was sitting in his motel room, enjoying his first piece of food in a long while. It was only for that reason that the soul he once left in the Cage, although he was capable of pulling it out when he took the older sibling's body, was outside of said Cage. It was only for that reason that he couldn't help but tense as the human looked up at his savior, with a look that used to be a bright blue, but had dulled down, for reasons that Castiel hoped would not have to be brought up to the child.

"So... It's been three years." Adam commented, his tone a mix of questioning and stating. He wasn't, however, going to bring up the fact that he could have been saved a long time ago. If what the angel had said was true, there had been more important things than saving a barely known, not useful, illegitimate teenager.

But save him from where? The man who had woken him up and made sure he was alright refused to say anything about the topic. So, Adam was forced to not know where he had been for the past three years, only being told that it was for the best. Just like when he was a kid, not being told anything.

"Yes." Castiel replied, preparing himself for the natural curiosity that all humans had.

"And you're... Castiel, right? My brothers' angel friend?" Yes, Castiel supposed that three years ago that would be a proper way to explain what he was. An angel of the Lord, and a friend and ally of the Winchesters. But now, he couldn't allow the thought that he was still just an angel to go on any longer.

"I am Castiel, but I am not an angel. I am your new God, and I require your assistance."

In all honesty, if Adam was to look back on himself, he shouldn't have been surprised. Someone saved him from 'a place that Death himself had retrieved only part of your brother from,' so a being more powerful than Death, he shouldn't have thought that it was just anyone that could have saved him.

Of course, Castiel decided not to mention that it was only part of Adam's brother that was left in the Cage, not all of him.

"You want to use me as a... vessel?" Adam asked incredulously, his mind going back to the last time he was a vessel. That was not something he wanted to go through again.

"I understand that your last experience as a vessel, for Michael, was not the best of circumstances, and resulted in you being missing for three years, but I can assure you that this will not be the same case. It will be less than two hours that I will require your body, Adam Milligan. It will be returned in perfect condition."

"Why do you need it?" Adam asked, trying to find something wrong with what was going on. He was an angel, of course there had to be some hidden motive! But he said he isn't an angel anymore. And his brothers, who had gone through more than he did (Not counting the whole being eaten by a ghoul thing, or being stuck with Michael), trusted Castiel, and hadn't died yet. A trustworthy not-angel... "Your vessel seems perfectly fine."

"It is too well known for where I am going. Please, Adam."

And so, when God again asked if he could borrow his body, Adam couldn't think of any other reason to say no.

{LEVERAGE}

"Jimmy." A teenager said his name with force that Jimmy Novak had only heard from his own mouth, during the few bouts of consciousness that he had when taken over.

The vessel whose name was called looked up, meeting the eyes of the new God. Jimmy wasn't afraid. He couldn't be afraid, that would only help the insane angel's ego. The man had heard what Castiel had planned, what he was doing, and he couldn't approve. Jimmy was a religious man through and through, and the thought of someone rising up to the title of God without being given the right by Him, it went against everything. He was disgusted that he was forced to hold such a terrible angel in his body, it... It was as if he was a traitor to the Lord as well.

Would he be accepted into Heaven after all this was done?

"You are not to leave this motel room, for your own safety. I will be returning shortly." Castiel warned his previous vessel, giving a no-nonsense look. It forced the human, who was not used to being on the receiving end of the look, to look away from Castiel. No, Cas. Castiel would imply that he was the 'Shield of God.' He was not anything of His anymore.

When he looked back, the angel who wished to be God was gone.

{LEVERAGE}

Dean had gotten a beer out from Bobby's fridge. He was barely done with fixing up his baby, his precious Impala, but he needed a break and chose to sit at the table, thinking. So much shit had happened in so little time, he didn't exactly know what to think about. Sam and what the hell they were going to do with him, or Cas and what the hell they were going to do with 'Him?'

He looked up as footsteps too loud for Bobby came, revealing his brother out of bed.

"Hey Dean..." Sam greeted, clearing his throat and looking around. The younger Winchester was visibly tired, but he seemed much better than before.

"Well look at you, you're all walking and talking." Dean said, proud of Sam for being able to do that, but still worried. "Are you sure you're okay enough to be doing all this?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I even put on my socks this morning. My head hurt a little, but... basically." Noticing the look that Dean was giving him, Sam elaborated. "Look man, I'm just surprised as you are, but yeah, I swear. Just a headache."

"Good. Well, no reason to-" He stopped when he saw a few of Bobby's papers, which had once been on the counter, blow away in the wind.

"Adam?" Sam asked, surprised. The familiar face didn't stop him from going for an Angel Blade, in case it turned out to be another angel possessing their brother.

"No, in case you forgot, Adam wasn't an angel, and was in the Cage with Douche Angel One and Two." Dean pointed out, going for his own weapon as well. Sam hadn't forgotten, not at all. Any chance of him forgetting was thrown away as a memory of Hell, the Cage, and a certain moment attacked. NonononononotAdampleaseNOTADAMsomuchfireNOrighthereiamreadyletmetakehispainADAM!

"I have come to deliver a message." A voice that sounded too familiar for comfort said from their half-brother's body, snapping Sam out of his memory.

"Cas? If you just want to give us a message, then why did you need the body of our brother? When and where the hell did you even get it?" The eldest Winchester asked, not lowering his blade.

"When I saved him from the Cage. I, now being capable of doing such a thing, brought him out, put up a wall between him and the three years of memories in the Cage, and am allowing him to live once more." Castiel was not merciless. He was not going to be an evil God, he decided. He would be there for humanity when they needed him. Each and every one of them.

"That's great and all, Cas, it really is, but why do you need to use his body?" Sam questioned, lowering the Angel Blade. Even if it did work, which by experience the younger Winchester knew it most definitely did not, he couldn't do anything while the new 'God' was possessing their now-alive brother.

"I am in control of Adam Milligan and his fate now. I decide if he is to live, or if he is to become more of a mess than Sam will ever be. The first sign of you going against me, I will tear down his wall and he will remember every single second of the pit. The second sign, I will kill him, before coming and destroying you myself."


A/N: I don't know where this came from. It's just... Godstiel. And Adam.

Gahhh.

I hope I do the idea at least a bit of justice, even though I'm not that well of a writer. Oh well. And if you know any way of me portraying the characters better, please tell me! I did make Adam less of a dick, mostly because he isn't dead, or dealing with brothers that kidnapped him, or really thinking about those things that much. I don't think he should have been a dick in general, but whatever!

Yours Truly,

Lys