Angel or Devil

"I'd have died for you. I almost did a few times. So if that means anything to you...Please. I've lost Lisa, I've lost Ben, and now I've lost Sam. Don't make me lose you, too. You don't need this kind of juice anymore, Cass. Get rid of it before it kills us all." Dean was begging to Castiel but he didn't even listen him.

"You're just saying that because I won..." began the insensitive Castiel. "Because you're afraid... You're not my family, Dean. I have no family." He felt the knife slip into his back . He grabbed it and pulled out. The confused Sam just watched it with shocked on his face.

"I'm glad you made it, Sam. But the Angel blade won't work, because I'm not an Angel anymore. I'm your new God. A better one." said proudly. "So you will bow down and profess your love unto me, your Lord... or I shall destroy you."

Everyone in that room was freezed and terrified. Dean couldn't understand how could this happen . How able to do this with him someone who he endured to the end. He couldn't believe it. He just stood there and stared at him. He was so disappointed. He felt his heart is breaking into pieces.

"Are you kidding with me? Why are you doing this?" asked Dean on a shaky voice.

"Cause I'm the God, Dean, like I said before. Now do what i told you. On your knees or I'm gonna kill you. All of you." said sharply.

"I can not believe this. You can't do this. We're friends Cas… Please I begging you." said with pain in his eyes and bowed down. "Please Castiel."

"I am not Castel anymore. I'm the Lord I told you." said cold and disappeared.

Sam went to Dean who was sitting on the floor and stared the place where Castial was.

"We should go. Get out of here boys." said Bobby.

They were sitting quietly in Bobby's house and tried to explain the things. Only Dean's moan broke the quiet sometimes.

Few minutes later Dean jumped up fast from his chair.

"Maybe he was possesed by something." Began Dean and hit the wall. "It wasn't him."

"Why are you so sure. Uh? "Asked Sam nervously.

"Because it's not him. It's can't be him. He couldn't change like this. He is our friend. He helped us. He pulled me out from hell." struggled Dean.

"Of course he did. Because he was need you. He used us. It was all cause his sick game. Maybe it was his plan to became God." said angry.

"No… You never trusted him. Maybe he needs our help." He knew it was pathetic but he wanted to believed it so bad.

"No, don't be stupid Dean, we should kill him not help him. Don't you get it? It's all true. He is a bad man."he didn't know what should've say to make him stop.

"He has right Dean" said gently Bobby.

"Perhaps you right. Then i go and find him." Stood up and grabbed his jacket.

"What are you doing? Are you crazy?" asked violently.

"I go and find him then i'll talk to him." He know it was stupid but can't just sitting there and wait to happen something.

"He is dangerous. He's gonna kill you. You don't even know where is he." worried about his brother.

"Maybe in heaven. Don't you think Sammy?" said a sarcastic accent.

"And do you want looking for him there?" Tried to make a joke about it but he knew it isn't the best time for it.

"Yeah maybe." said and started to walk to the door.

"You can't go. Dean this is suicide." Said the stormy Sam and grabbed his brother's shoulder.

"Yeah then I'm gonna be right there where I belong." Ran out the house and slammed the door.

The mad Sam and Bobby looked at each other.

"Oh God!" sighed desperately Sam.

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