This is my first story in years I have been meaning to being writing again but haven't had the inspiration after recently watching 'Hammer of the Gods' I gained this inspiration and abracadabra my inspiration is back. This is basically me rewriting the story with a character coming in to save Gabriel because I don't want him to be dead. Pairings undecided maybe Sabriel might put some Destiel in there later too.
Sam still didn't feel right about this place it was just too nice for the middle of nowhere, however the second pie was mentioned Dean was all for it. Even with his failed attempt at flirting with the pretty and intimidating lady in the red dress and Sam's attempt at convincing him otherwise, he chose to stay.
It wasn't until the loud bang from the room next door and the strange disappearance of its occupants that he started to grow suspicious. Picking up the ring from the floor the brothers headed down stairs to speak with the concierge.
In the lobby a tall man in a long black coat boots and a fancy pattered scarf bumped into Sam shoulder. The man didn't apologize he merely scoffed, continued walking and muttered something along the lines of "Pathetic humans." Dean turned around about to go after him but Sam grabbed his arm and hauled him over to the desk where he regained his composure.
"The room next to ours," He began attempting smile. "The couple joined at the lips, have you seem them?" he questioned.
The man raised an eyebrow. "Mr and Mrs Logan, the honeymooners." He typed quickly on the computer next to him. "They checked out." He smiled. "Is something the matter?"
"They check out?" Sam asked. This didn't sound right not at all.
The concierge nodded "Just now." Yep definitely weird.
"Really, sort of seemed like they were in the middle of something." It was the brothers' turn to raise an eyebrow.
The concierge shrugged and Dean held up the ring. "Yeah, It's kinda weird for honeymooners to check out without this." The concierge plucked the ring out of Dean's hand and turned around to put it in the lost and found. After his offer of more help was declined.
The brothers spilt up, Sam was to follow the concierge and Dean was to search the motel. Sam however lost the man within two turns and found a small cut on his neck similar to the one Dean had earlier.
Dean walked slowly through the hallway watching the EMF closely. Suddenly he heard an elephant, doubling back a couple of steps he looked into the room seeing only a large man in nothing but a towel. The man shouted at Dean slamming the door in his face.
He met up with Sam again on his way down to the lobby. "What the hell is..." Sam stopped short looking around the deserted room. "Where is everybody?"He hurried over to the door tugging on the handle.
"Let me guess, it's locked." Came Dean's voice from across the room.
"Think about how we were led here, the detour and the hurricane." Sam said.
A loud clapping erupted from across the room. They looked over to see the man who had bumped into Sam before sitting in a chair where they were sure no one was sitting before. "Finally boys, you figure it out, you mortals always were awful slow." He jeered before disappearing into thin air.
"Okay, what was that?" Dean asked looking stunned.
"I don't know." Sam shook his head as if in attempt to clear it. "Come on let's look around."
They proceeded into the kitchen searching the room Dean lifted the ladle in a pot of red liquid whispering something about 'tomatoes'. Sam searched the shelves and walked to a door at the far end looking through the glass. Suddenly a hand was pressed up against it, then a face screaming for help.
Sam struggled with the door realising it was locked and he pulled out his picks. "Hurry up!" Dean shouted.
"I'm going as fast as I..." He stopped two men were standing behind Dean they must have heard his scream and come to find them.
The brothers were dragged through the motel and shoved into a room full of people. They all turned abruptly to face the Winchesters. All of them had a name tag featuring the name of a god. 'Great so now these people think they're gods' is what most people would have thought but the brothers had seen enough to know that may actually be what they were dealing with.
Baldur gave some speech about gods and Michael and Lucifer. The gods started arguing amongst themselves and Dean and Sam tried to sneak away.
"STAY!" Kali shouted as a chandelier feel to the ground just missing them. She rolled her shoulders all eyes on her. "We have to fight, the archangels all they know is violence. It's them or us."
The concierge, Mercury spoke up. "With all due respect ma'am, we haven't tried talking." All of a sudden he seemed to be choking and coughing up blood.
"Kali." Baldur's tone held warning. She released him from whatever spell he was under.
"Can't we all get along?" Boomed a voice they recognized. The familiar honeycomb hair, brown eyes and knowing, cocky smile that was Gabriel, flounced into the room. Flicking his wrist producing a silencing spell for Sam and Dean.
"Loki." Balder said, surprised.
"Balder." He greeted in return. "It seems my invitation got lost in the mail." He faked offence. Before being removing Sam and Dean from the room and attempting to explain to the Gods that they can't fight Lucifer.
"So was it just me or was someone missing from that room." Sam questioned.
"Tall, dark and creepy from the lobby? Yeah." Dean replied. "Wonder where he was. First I think we should get those poor saps out of the freezer though."
Turing around they saw Gabriel lounging on the couch with his feet on the table.
"Loki huh." Dean spat at him. "They don't know you're an archangel and from what I hear they don't like those very much."
Gabriel chuckled "I'm here to save your ass. Loki is just an Alias seems a fitting person for me to play. Don't you think I would make an excellent God of Mischief?"
"Ehehehehe," Came the laugh from the corner. "I could think of better."
Thanks for reading please R&R next chapter should be up soon.