Dean's got a pair of wings. Wait what?


Wings. My wings. They're just awesome. I never knew how much they would improve my hunting abilities. I've used them as a shield, as a distraction and as a way to propel me faster when I'm running. I haven't tried flying yet, though I'm certain they would take my weight if I were to jump off a building. Maybe I'll try that later. The only thing that's a little disappointing is that I constantly have this weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. It feels like I should be doing something better or like I'm not doing enough of something.


One morning I woke up to find Sam huddled in the corner of our little motel room. He looked frightened out of his wits.

"Sam! What's wrong?"

"You... You were, you were floating."

"Really? How high?" I smiled at him.

"It's not funny Dean! It scared the shit out of me. You were making these noises, could have been Enochian. Then you were hovering over your bed. I didn't want to wake you."
I raised an eyebrow at his remarks. Yes that was weird.

"How long ago?"

"Just now."

"Fuck, we don't have much time." I got off the bed ran my fingers through my hair and then got down on my knees.

"Dear Castiel. Something funny is going on. Please get down here as soon as possible."

"Dean..." Sam was staring wide-eyed. "You were speaking Enochian."

"Wha-" Suddenly with a flutter of the sound of wings, a bunch of people stood in the room facing Dean.

"Dean Winchester, you have been granted the great honour of being accepted into Heaven as a warrior of God."

"Wait, what's going on? No! I don't want to join your bible camp."

"You have no choice, for it is decreed that those who possess the gift are to become enlisted as loyal servants of Heaven."

Sam still looks perplexed. We're most likely talking in Enochian.
A female angel approached Dean, "Basically, we're delivering your conscription letter. It's time to fight Dean and every able bodied man is required." Sam caught on to this.

"Dean is human. Dean can't become an angel. That just not how it's done."

"On any other occasion you'd be right. However, we'll make an exception for your brother. You should consider this a privilege."

Castiel appeared in the room and then was immediately held back by two tough looking angels.
"It's so nice of you to join us Castiel. Surely this get-together will be recorded in human mythic history as the event of the season."

"Hadraniel. The female vessel is most becoming." Castiel huffs with sarcasm.

"I know right? But my physical appearance on this plane is not your reason for attending this ceremony. We've given you your chance at solving your petty problems. We cannot wait for a solution. Now we will benefit from you misfortune."

"Cas, what are they going to do to me?" I asked in between their heated banter.

"Oh, I thought I was being obvious. We're turning you into one of us. We're going make you into one of those admired angels above. We'll strip away your humanity and wrap you in our way. Oh don't worry, you'll fit right in. I've been told that you're quite the soldier, who's always willing to follow orders. Aren't you excited Dean? We'll be brother and sister." Hadraniel was smiling cheek to cheek.

"You can't do this!" I yelled, "Don't you need my permission or something? I already have a brother!" I was screaming at the top of my lungs. I stood at full guard and unfolded my wings. I made them stretch to full length, "You will not take me without a fight." I hid Sam behind my right wing. He couldn't see or feel it but somehow he knew it was covering him. He gave me a quick look before he removed a pocket knife from his boot. I turned away because I hated watching my baby bro hurt himself on purpose. But the seal to remove angels needs human blood in order to work. I had to distract them so Sam could finish without interruption. Stupidly and instinctively I reached for my gun. Instead I found a silvery spear. The weapon of angels. No time to question how it got there. Dodge, duck, parry, stab, repeat. Castiel was still fighting against his repressors. There were so many, too many.

"Dean." Sam said softly.

I turned around to find Hadraniel with an arm around Sam's neck and the spear pointing towards his chest.

"Now, you will cooperate. It'll be such a romantic feeling, having to sacrifice for the life of your beloved brother as you final act as a human. Don't you agree?"

"Dean, you don't want this life." Cas said from the other side of the room.

"If I do this, you must swear to me that Sam will never be harmed ever again, for as long as he lives and longer."

"No Dean." Sam pleaded.

Hadraniel turned very serious, "I swear it."

"Then let's get it over with." I slide down to my knees and dropped the angel's spear.

"Excellent!" Hadraniel exclaimed. "Bring forth the Grace." An angel came forward and handed me a glass vial holding swirling blue gaseous stuff inside of it.

"You know Dean, you were absolutely right. Technically, we really did need your permission before this whole thing could take place. Lucky for me, I'm an expert on persuasion." She nudged her spear closer to Sam's chest.

"Fuck you." I swore. Hadraniel only smiled.

I turned to Sam. His eyes were so full of lost hope and sadness I felt myself tear up. My breath cached in my throat but I pushed myself to say, "It's gonna be alright Sammy. I'm gonna look after you no matter what." My lips trembled as his tears fell silently from his face.

I turned towards Castiel, "Cas, you'll look after Sam when I can't, won't you?" Cas nodded his head."I didn't tell you before because I was scared of sounding like some chick flick, Cas. Castiel, I love you. I pray that we'll get together on the other side and that my feelings don't change." Cas' face could only be described as pure awe. He really is beautiful.

I finally turned towards Hadraniel. She bowed her head, "Spoken like a true martyr. They're going to love you upstairs." I gave her the best stink eye I could manage.

Then I looked at the vial and sighed, "He goes everything." I threw to vial to the ground. The glass shattered and the blue wafted up and into my mouth. Time ticked slower and everything felt like slow-motion. I couldn't breathe. The smoke was choking me in my lungs and in my throat. Then I didn't need to breathe. Was this a trick? Did these mother fucking angels just kill me? No. A light began to course through my blood. The light gripped each cell in my body and squeezed. I felt like convulsing and puking. Then I couldn't feel my limbs anymore, nor any other part of my body. For a moment I felt as if I was floating. Then the pain hit. I felt my being come apart like a tornado taking down a barn. My everything came off in shreds. With my last thought I yelled, "SAMMY CLOSE YOUR EYES!" Light poured from my mouth, I opened my eyes and light shot out of my eyelids. I saw Sammy with his eyes shut closed. I saw Hadraniel smiling. I somehow saw Cas through the back of my head. I saw him turn away. Everything suddenly sped up and I was shot into the Heavens above.


Why is this so depressing? Why? Why? Why?

I don't know okay! I don't even know where this is going. I just wanted to write me some Dean!Wing fic.

(thoughts and opinions are appreciated)

-RannaLi