Okay so after reading up on the mythology and history behind Loki and The Pagan Apocalypse this little thing popped into my mind. Being as interested in angels as I am I do a lot of research before posting things (although it is the internet and despite contrary belief it is not always correct) I finally was able to get this started!

I also figure, that seeing as he was so against it the first time around that despite his titles and positions that Gabriel might be somewhat of a pacifist seeing as he tries to avoid fighting at all costs because I don't really see him as being a coward seeing as he is an Archangel. That's not really in their coding I would think.

Anyway!

I changed a few things up that I will address when we get there!

I hope you enjoy it! Let me know!


"Underneath my outside face, there's a face that none can see. It's a little less smiley, a little less sure. But a whole lot more like me."

~~Shel Silverstein


Gabriel struggled to lift himself up, weakened in his state as he was, he was beyond that of any pagan. He played along as to keep his disguise but even he had his breaking points. Falling forward he grunted in pain, the only sounds he could make at this time and date, blood dripped from his sewn lips down his chin.

He would show those Pagans just who they were messing with.

They wanted a fight, they wanted their time in history to be known, he would give it to them.

His wrists and ankles ached from where the rough chains had held him captive. Rubbed red and raw he gently rubbed at the wounds. Hissing behind his sealed lips in pain as he did. His vision wasn't the greatest at the moment but he would suffice. In his hands, he dragged the finest sword any Pagan had ever seen. It was no Pagan sword, no, it was his sword, his very sword gifted to him by his Father at such a young age.

He had been messenger and sworn to never use it, a pacifist rather then a warrior, but he was also an Archangel; a warrior by creation.

Time seemed to slow as he heaved the sword above his head, there was no metal besides that of celestial steel that could withstand the edge of this blade. He brought it down hard, the thick chain sparking brightly as the two made contact, snapping in two. The great beast before him twitched, stretching to its legs and lifting its mighty head, its howl ringing through the air as loud as the thunder itself.

The weak Archangel fell backwards in his fatigue, the pain becoming over bearing for him to handle and he writhed in agony for a brief moment. Slowly but surely a smile crept across his face, pulling painfully at the messy stitches but he paid it no mind. Staring up at the sky he thought to himself all he would do to those who had made him suffer, his hand going lax around his sword and it fell, rolling from his grasp and onto the grass under him. The ground shook as the beast reared and howled.

Let it begin.

Three shadows fell upon him as darkness swam over his vision.


"This just in, Earthquakes breaking magnitude scales have ravaged California! Entire cities brought to their knees in mere moments!"

"Floods have just been coming and coming, if it doesn't end now Florida will be the new Atlantis!"

"Tsunami's have ravaged the coast of Japan for the last 36 hours, at this rate, we will be lucky if any survive!"

"Tectonic plates are shifting, under the sea, something is coming something big!"

"We pray to our Heavenly Father, please do not forsake us during this time of trauma, we pray that you allow us to seek salvation-"

"There's something under the water, it huge, scaled, I swear that I saw something!"

"Dogs have been attacking their owners all over the world!"

"Big Ben, the iconic clock tower has fallen! It's gone!"

"Million's dead-"

"Thousands without any hope-"

"The world-"

"-It's ending-"

"-we are all doomed!"

"If Africa gets any hotter, it will be known as the glass nation! The sand is melting, its all melting! People are being burned to death!"

"The ice caps, they're all gone! We just did research on them three days ago!"

"Global warming-"

"Our Father in Heaven-"

"I saw something in the water! It was gigantic! It looked like a snake! I huge snake! The eye was as big as a car tire!"

"Thought it was a bear! I don't know what I saw! A giant dog! Almost as tall as my backyard shack!"

"This is like a story from ancient viking myths!"


Sam turned the television down slightly, turning to face his brother. Dean was doing the research this time.

"Anything?"

"I think I actually found something!"

Before he could tell what it was, there was a bright clap of lightning, and before them stood Chuck.

"Guys we have a problem!"

Dean looked at the primordial and he nodded to his silently asked question.


"Ragnarok? The Pagan Apocalypse?"

Chuck nodded, his face much more serious then they had ever seen it.

"Isn't it supposed to be lead by Loki though? Wasn't Gabriel-"

"My son is much more resilient then you give him credit for, and yes, Ragnarok is brought about by the release of Fenrir, the Great Wolf, and the rising of Jormungand the Midgard Serpant. Loki is to start it, which is why this is so much worse."

Dean looked at him in disbelief, "How is this worse, as if one wasn't enough now we have to stop another!"

"You will not be alone this time, Heaven will do everything in its power, I will do everything in my power, to stop this from happening if it is not too late that is.."

He turned to look at Dean sharply, "Think about it Dean, Gabriel is my son, he is an Archangel, he holds the power of an archangel, but he has also been parading as a Pagan for decades, he is a nuclear bomb ready to blow at a moments notice, but that's not the problem. Gabriel is a pacifist, if he can avoid fighting he will at all costs, to willingly start Ragnarok... Something must have happened and I want to know what."

He stood abruptly, looking to the sky, "I have his brothers out scoping him out, once they locate him they are ordered to bring him here, I cannot have him in Heaven with the state of mind he is in now it would do more harm then good. Do nothing to inhibit them Dean, his brothers are the only ones who would stand a chance in neutralizing his power."

"Where are you going?"

Excuse him if he sounded a bit bitter. But this entire thing had happened once before because of Chuck's absence and now he was leaving again as another one was about to begin.

The mans face clouded over and if possible it looked like he was channeling Amara through him at the moment. Anger was not a word that could be used to describe him at the moment.

"I'm going to have a word with Odin."

And he was gone in the next moment. Without so much as a plan of attack or another single word they were left to their devices. But not for long.

The alarms were blaring.


So? What happened? What are they going to do about Ragnarok? Is Gabriel okay? Will his brothers be able to stop him? Has someone finally pushed him too far? What do we really know about our resident Trickster Archangel? What's Chuck going to find out?