A/N: Don't own anything.
~~~~~SPN~~~~~~~~
There's someone, a human named the 'righteous man', some creature destined to be Michaels sword, that he's supposed to drag out of hell.
He's been hearing about him as long as he can remember, and yet, he knows next to nothing about this special man that one day would start the apocalypse.
He's been asking his brothers and sisters about him, but no one seems to be interested in some 'lowly ape' and him mentioning that this lowly ape will one day be their brother's vessel doesn't help very much.
"Don't be so hasty Cas," Gabriel tells him one day. "You'll meet him when the time comes."
"But why would a human start the apocalypse when it'll end their existence." He insists.
"I don't know." His brother shrugs. "He's the righteous man, he's destined to end it all." He takes a pause "Or maybe start it all, I guess it all depends on how you look at it."
"Why would a man like that be Michaels sword?" He frowns. "If he's meant to be hell's torturer, wouldn't that leave him with a soul as dark and twisted as a demon's? "
"When you meet him." Gabriel says slowly. "He'd be in hell. Torn apart, burnt and probably looking like a roasted chicken," He makes a face. "But his soul…it'd be untouched."
He looks him in the eyes, and for a moment, almost seems serious. "Oh, It'd be fragile, broken and possibly shattered into a million pieces you'd have to piece back together and heal, but it'd also be ridiculously bright and shiny enough to give you headache."
"So, baby bro, when the world's ready to burn and it's time for you to waltz in and get this righteous man's ass out of the pit," He smirks. "do yourself a favor and bring sunglasses."
He leans in, and slowly whispers in his ear. "And then little Cassie, try to change the unchangeable plan."
"But for now, just wait." He puts a hand on his shoulder. "Because the time hasn't come yet."