Chapter 7: Sam is my Friend
It was more and more evident that the apocalypse had started. Four of the trumpets had been sound.
The first brought hail and fire mingled with blood onto the earth, most of the trees had been burnt up, and all green grass was burnt.
The second sent a giant meteorite into the sea, and a third of the water had turned to blood.
The third, which the Winchesters had witnessed, sent a star falling from the heavens burning as if it were a lamp. It landed in Wormwood, which was the name of the star by the way. Hundreds of people died from the water, the wormwood was said to have made them bitter.
The fourth brought the darkness, the sun shone for not even for a third of the day, which wasn't really that bright because a third of the sun was dark, along with the moon, and the stars. The night was like the day, only worse, it was pitch black for a good 4 hours. During the day we were lucky if we saw the sun, it was mostly cloudy…all the time, and the clouds had this ominous red look in them, like what you'd picture in Hell. Red smoke filling the sky…it was hard to ignore…even harder to pretend like you don't care.
I had to tell the Winchesters about the fifth one. I knew Castiel wouldn't, he chose to believe our father wouldn't give the key to anyone, especially one who was foretold to give it to Lucifer.
I was sitting in some random café in some random town. I had come here to think after Sam and Dean had an argument, over me. They were yelling at each other. I couldn't remember which one was actually sticking up for me.
It might have been Dean, Sammy felt a little threatened by me. I had more power, after we got to know each other me and Dean got along great. He got a kick out of it when I used my powers on Sam. I made him think he was a girl once…he started to put on my clothes so I stopped. I didn't want all my things stretched out. Dean was almost rolling on the floor laughing.
This raised a lot of questions though, can Cass do the same? What else can angels do? And many other things I forgotten already, anyways I came here to let them cool down by themselves. Let them talk about me without me being right there.
I knew it was good for them to get things out, I blocked out a lot of what they had argued about so I didn't know what this was all about.
I was trying to block out the apocalypse but that was harder now that I was practically living with the two that were right in the middle of it.
I sighed…I had to find the one…whoever he gave the key to had to be on earth now, and if we didn't find the vessel soon…Lucifer would.
There would be even more demons walking the earth. The boys thought they were all out now…but that wasn't even half of them.
When the gate opened that time…well that was a couple measly demons. Compared to what was down there.
Lucifer wanted them all out, his army, all his little minions.
This key was said to open the bottomless pit, to let every single one out. No one knew which angel had the key, or who the angel's vessel is…but I did know God had given the key to them long before me and Castiel were "recruited".
That…still gave me nothing. There were thousands of angels already when Cass and I joined.
I sighed standing up, Sam may be a puppy-dog-eyed-baby…but he was a good "encyclopaedia of weirdness" as Dean likes to call him.
Maybe if we worked together we could find it.
"You chicks cool down yet?" I said appearing in between the two beds. I saw Sam at the table with his laptop he looked up for a second glaring at me. Dean was lying against the headboard of one of the beds watching the old TV.
"Where did you go?" Dean asked shutting off the TV.
"Well I figured I would give you gals some time to vent….without the object of your…arguments here" I said smiling. I was being a little too perky… I knew they'd catch on.
"Cass came looking for you" Dean said throwing his legs off the side of the bed and sitting up as I sat down on the other one.
"What for" I asked not really interested in why my brother would want to talk to me.
"Said he wants to talk to you" Dean said. I tilted my head in confusion…his voice had accusation in it.
"You know Cass does that same thing." He said I straightened my head and glared at him.
"Did he say about what?" I asked a little bit annoyed now.
"He said it didn't concern us. I didn't ask…" Dean shrugged.
"Okay well he probably just wanted to stop me from telling you…" then I of course was cut off by Cass appearing behind me and putting his hand over my mouth.
I let out a frustrated groan and looked at Dean who had this surprised look on his face. I was guessing they hadn't seen Castiel act like this before. He was my brother we did actually act like regular siblings from time to time.
Like right now I was sitting there with his hand over my mouth…and he was kneeling on the bed behind me.
"You are not to tell them Kyra." He said sternly.
"Say's you" I said his hand muffling it.
I sighed loudly and licked his hand causing him to jump off the bed.
"We're not children anymore Kyra!" he said disgusted he wiped his hand off on his trench coat.
"Still worked though, didn't it?" I asked slyly.
"They do not need to worry about that right now. Right now…they need to worry about Anna" he said side stepping our normal sibling rivalry I really wanted to have.
"Oh yeah your favourite sister, how is she doing?" I asked fully knowing she fell, got her grace back, and was "wanted" for a while until Cass turned her in.
"She is not my favourite, she has escaped. She's wants to kill Sam" he said pointedly.
"Wait…why?" I asked looking over at Sam, then Dean, then back at Cass.
"She thinks it will end the apocalypse. If Sam is dead…Lucifer won't have a vessel, and he won't fight Michael." Castiel said looking over to Sam.
"Is that true?" Sam asked.
"What!? Sam no" Dean said standing.
"He'll find another way, there's not just one way for this to go. Sam dead doesn't solve anything…well nothing with this" I said now lazily sitting on the bed.
"Anna…she's really gonna try kill Sam?" Dean asked almost ignoring me.
"No, she can't get through me. She knows this…she's going to try something else" Castiel said.
I had a feeling he wanted to say more about Sam so I would ask knowing he wouldn't openly say it if he didn't need it. Emotional connection is a foreign thing to my dear brother now.
"Why protect Sam? I thought you didn't like him in the first place? I thought you didn't trust him?" I asked raising an eyebrow in question. I felt the Winchesters look at me then at Castiel already knowing my question was true, Cass didn't trust Sam…at first apparently.
"…Sam is my friend." Castiel said.
