Good versus Evil or Ski Trip From Hell


Setting: During Series: Occurs sometime in season two during Sam's, Spike's, and Scott's Ski Trip.

Companion Piece: Chapter 20 of Ski Trip.

Guardian Angels: Matt (Sam), Nanael (Spike), Rahmiel (Jules), Hasdiel (Greg), Karael (Ed), Barrattiel (Wordy), Sablo (Lou), Sabathiel (Scott), Gary (Vinson), Dave (Sergeant Grey), Phounebiel (Landry), Temperance (Maisie), Kabshiel (Minna), Nuriel (Ron), Tubiel (Vanessa)

Fallen Angels: Mastema (Noah), Shax (Jonas),

Archangel: Samael - the angel of death, Satan

Check out chapter 10 of the Beauty of Life Reference if you would like to see details on the meanings of the guardian angel and fallen angels names. I've updated and defined Guardian Angels for all the main Braddocks and all Sam's Unit buddies too.


Hospital – Surgery

Mastema grinned evilly and told Noah "Kill him. That cop is nothing. Your brother deserved to get treated first. Kill him now. Shoot him in the head. Then kill the others."

"Stay lying down. Stay down. Come on Sammy, listen to me. Stay down now. If you sit up he's gonna shoot you. He's pure evil. Please Sammy" Matt whispered furiously in Sam's ear as he kept one eye on the fallen angel Mastema and Noah Barton.

Nanael was whispering to Spike "Don't even think about it. No. Don't! Backup is out there. Keep it cool. You can do it. Talk to Noah again."

"How the hell did the Army get here?" Noah yelled at Spike.

The shout startled Sam. He was confused and things were blurry. He was so hot or was it cold? He wanted to sit up but something told him he should stay lying down now that the guy with the gun released Jules.

But at the shout, Sam first turned his head to look at the man with the guns then back to Spike. Sam mumbled out "The General sent help? When did you call my dad?"

Matt shouted "SHUT THE FUCK UP SAM! Dammit don't draw attention to yourself."

Spike said "Quiet Sam."

Shax, the fallen angel of Jonas, was looking at Jonas wanting him to wake and help his brother. The two of them could blow away all of them in this room and soldiers outside too. They had no qualms about killing.

He laughed when he heard the guardian angel of the blonde swear. Shax smirked "Now, now, watch your language. Guardian angels are not allowed to cuss."

Matt shook his head. He was back to swearing. Sam and intense situations brought bad habits back. He ignored Shax and focused on Sam. "Sammy quiet please. Spike is doing what he can. Help him out and just be quiet. I know you are very ill and confused but please hear me now."

Shax laughed again "Your charge isn't ill, he's a dead man. Noah always listens to Mastema. Prepare to fail guardian angel. Evil wins today."

Matt glared at Jonas's fallen angel. There was real evil in this world facilitated, guided and promoted by fallen angels. They were demons of Archangel Samael. They sought out weak, troubled or wounded souls and then blacken them beyond redemption.

It was one of the things Matt feared the most for Sam when he first took over.

The evil darkness was ever present and it took all he and Hamon before him had to keep Sam's wounded soul in the light. Matt now knew that when Sam was catatonic after his torture, that the darkness had almost taken over his own soul.

Matt had come so close to letting the darkness consume him. He recalled that his unit had told him had done things that he could not recall. His mother, his guardian angel at the time, worked so hard to keep him in the light.

As horrific as it was to hear all of what Sam went through in captivity, Sam talking to him had saved his soul. If Sam had stayed silent any longer the darkness and evil would have gotten a strong hold on him. Sam speaking gave his life purpose. He had to help Sam.

In helping Sam he had actually helped himself too. They both stayed in the light as the unit helped Sam recover. If Sam had not talked to him, then he would have never become Sam's guardian angel.

Matt feared the darkness less now. Though Sam was constantly tested and evil was always after him. He had learned that evil was always after protectors. Especially protectors descended from Hamon. Sam was their prime target.

Nanael took a quick glance at Matt, oh crap they he thought. The situation was moving from very bad to deadly. Evil was at work here today.

Noah roared "His father is a General?"

Nanael urgently whispered to Spike "Talk, you can do it. Get Noah's focus off Sam."

Spike tried to talk Noah down again "We still want everyone unharmed including you and your brother. It is time to put your weapon down Noah. If you saw soldiers out there then they will be with Special Forces. They will likely have a sniper that can take you out. I don't want that to happen. You have not hurt anyone here. Let's keep it that way."

Sam pushed himself up to a seated position one handed and looked around as he turned and let his feet dangle off the table. He was so confused right now. His eyes landed on the man with the gun as they landed on him. He saw hatred. Sam slowly registered the gun coming up to point at his head.

"OH SHIT!" Matt yelled as he wrapped his wings around Sam in anticipation of Sam being shot. His brilliant white wings flashed in the light as Matt prayed for Sam to survive. There was nothing more he could do but try to reduce Sam's pain as he crossed over.

Mastema yelled at Noah "Shoot him NOW! Kill him. Then kill them all. Do it."

There was report of gunfire and Sam watched as something flashed in front of him. The flash was followed by screaming from Jules. Sam blinked rapidly trying to clear his eyes enough to focus.

Nanael pushed Spike with all his ethereal energy as he wrapped Spike in his wings. He was so proud of Spike but also so very worried. He was able to move Spike just enough so it would not be a fatal shot.

As they fell to the ground Nanael whispered "So brave, so very brave. Hold on. Hold on Spike. Help is coming."

When his eyes cleared Sam looked down and he saw Spike on the ground. Spike's eyes were closed and he was not moving. Blood was blossoming on his shirt and puddling beneath him.

Sam was dazed and did not believe what he saw. "You killed him. You shot my friend" Sam said to the man.

Noah turned on the crying Minna and yelled "Shut the fuck up bitch or you are next."

Matt was shocked as he unwrapped his wings from around Sam. Sam was not shot. Matt quickly realized why and he looked to Nanael first to check on Spike.

"How is he?" Matt asked with deep concern in his voice.

"Bad, really bad. He needs help quickly or he will bleed out" Nanael stated urgently.

Vanessa continued to try to calm Minna "Hush, please Minna."

Kabshiel wrapped her wings around Minna and whispered "Hush now. Hush. I am here to protect you. Go with Vanessa."

Tubiel whispered frantically in Vanessa's ear "Move to the corner. Take Minna and move now to the back corner. Go, go. NOW!"

Matt whispered "Sammy time to be a hero. You're all dead if you can't stop him. The cavalry is just outside. All you have to do is slow Noah down. Knock the guns out of his hands. I'll help you the best I can. I know you are not doing so good but you don't want to die. Come on Sammy. You can rest soon. I promise."

Shax laughed evilly yet again as he saw Nanael on the ground with his charge bleeding out. He looked at Matt and taunted "What do you think your Sam can do? He's weak as a kitten now and out of his head."

Mastema laughed along with Shax and then said "Shoot the little screaming bitch. There is nothing the cop can do to stop you. You can kill him next."

Sam lunged at Noah trying to knock the guns out of Noah's hands. Sam shoved himself off the table with so much force they ended up on the ground in a tangle of arms and legs.

Matt grabbed ahold of Sam's shoulders and lifted with his wings as he added his ethereal energy to propel Sam at Noah. He watched as Sam and Noah went down in tangle of arms and legs.

He was nearly spent energy wise. Matt watched as Sam struggled with Noah trying to keep him from reaching the gun. He wanted to help but did not have the energy. Matt looked to Nanael for help. But Nanael had spent his energy getting Spike positioned so the shot was not fatal.

Matt turned to the guardian angels of Vanessa and Minna. They had their hands full. This was so not good.

He sensed a presence of someone he knew. Turned towards the door and he saw help arrive.

Matt shouted "Dave, help Sam."

Dave looked up from whispering encouragement to Sergeant Grey. He needed to get the lock open. Now. His eyes landed on Matt's and saw his panic. Dave appeared next to Blondie in an instant and laid his hands over Blondie's hands that were gripping Noah's shirt helping Blondie to hold on.

Mastema shrieked "Shax help me."

Shax and Mastema together pulled and pushed Noah. Dave hung onto Sam. It was two fallen angels against one guardian angel.

It was an all-out struggle as Sam tried to keep Noah from getting the gun. They wrestled on the ground, rolling this way and that. They rammed into the rolling tray that held the surgical instruments. It was knocked over and the instruments went flying and scattered on the floor around them.

Sam did not have the strength he needed to fight for long. But all he needed to do was hold on long enough for the soldiers to get in here.

Noah tried to get out of the cop's hold once again as he rolled and pounded on the hand that gripped the front of his shirt.

Sam hung on with everything he had as he grit is teeth to keep from yelling out as Noah pounded on his hand. With a small burst of energy Sam was able to pull Noah back from the gun that was just out of his reach.

Dave was using his ethereal energy rapidly. It was harder to hold onto Blondie's hands after supplying Blondie a boost of energy to pull Noah back from the gun. Dave needed help and now.

He bellowed "Gary I need your help. I cannot hang on to Blondie much longer."

Getting extremely pissed off that this cop was so strong in his current state Noah raged "Let go pig."


Hospital – Hallway Outside the Surgery

Gary was right next to Vinson whispering "You got this. Your aim is true. He is evil."

Hearing Dave's call for help Gary yelled back to Dave "Almost in there. I need to be with Mark. His aim has to be true. I cannot let him hit Blondie. Almost there."

Vinson watched the legs and saw glimpse of the two wrestling on the floor. Still he could not take the shot for fear of hitting Sam as the two rolled back and forth. He saw the medical instruments shower down around them and scatter everywhere. Then Vinson glanced at the two women huddled in the back corner. Shit they needed to be in there now.


Hospital – Surgery

Mastema bellowed to Shax "Pull back and ram the cops shoulder into the gurney."

Matt was shouting to Sam "Hang on. Hang on. Just a few more moments. You can do it."

Shax and Mastema pulled Noah and they helped him slam Sam's shoulder into the gurney.

As Sam's shoulder rammed into the wheel of the gurney he lost his hold on Noah. He could not contain the grunt of pain, it hurt so badly.

"Shit" Sam yelled as Noah put some distance between them and Sam failed in his grab at Noah's shirt.

Matt scanned quickly for a weapon Sam could use. Urgently he called out "Sammy the scalpel. Grab the scalpel. Now while Noah is not looking."

While Shax helped Noah to his knees Mastema looked at Matt and said "Nice try but a scalpel has no chance against a gun. We win. You lose."

As Noah gained his knees he yelled "I may be dead but so are you cop." Then Noah raised his gun getting ready to fire.

Sam saw the gun raising towards him and he had no other options. It was kill or be killed.

Gary raced forward seeing Dave was spent. He gripped Blondie's left hand and added his energy to Blondie's as Blondie threw the scalpel.

Sam threw the scalpel hoping to buy just a little more time for the soldiers to get in here.


Hospital – Hallway Outside the Surgery

Vinson's eyes returned to where Sam and the target were still struggling. They rolled towards the back of the surgery and were blocked almost completely by the bed. "God dammit Sarge. Get the fucking thing opened. Sam won't last much longer."

"Got it" called out Grey.

He stood and grabbed one of the handles as Vinson grabbed the other. Both had their weapons at the ready as they ripped open the doors.


Hospital – Surgery

The scalpel embedded in Noah's wrist just before he pulled the trigger. Noah screamed and his hand jerked up.

Gary urged Mark "Your aim true. You are a protector. You will not miss. Fire NOW!"

He knew that Vinson was a heck of a good shot, rivaled Blondie. However, Blondie was still the best Gary had ever seen. Blondie had saved him several times with his speed and accuracy. If only he could have run faster out of the building he would have made it like Blondie and Mason had.

But that was okay. Gary enjoyed being a Guardian Angel now. Getting to watch over men he cared about a great deal. He also liked fighting evil in various forms. His charge did it in the earthly form, he did it by protecting those that fought evil as best he could.

At the same time as Noah was aiming at Sam and Sam threw the scalpel, Vinson had a clear shot at Noah as his head came above the bed. Vinson's finger squeezed the trigger a fraction of a second after Noah pulled his.

Two bullets sped out of guns. Neither hit their intended target.

The nitrous oxide tank exploded.

Nanael covered Spike. Matt covered Sam. Dave flew to Grey and Gary flew to Vinson. Each wrapped their charges in their wings as they were blown out of the surgery. Tubiel covered Vanessa and Kabshiel covered Minna in the corner of the room.

Mastema and Shax faded. Their work here was done. Noah and Jonas were both dead and could not wreak more evil in this world. It was time to find another weak, wounded or troubled soul to turn to evil.

Nanael was the first to rise. He called out beseechingly "Lord please save my charge. Spike is a brave soul that was willing to sacrifice himself to save another."

Matt looked down at Sam. He would be okay if they could get his fever down. Then he looked at Spike. His heart broke. Darkness might get a foothold with Sam if Spike died. Sam would feel intense guilt. He could not let that happen.

He recalled all of Patch's training. Spike was bleeding out too quickly. They needed to staunch the flow of blood with pressure. But how? Everyone that could do that was unconscious.

Kabshiel and Tubiel floated over. Their charges were hurt but safe for the moment.

Kabshiel said "Those two are so strong. What can we do to help?"

Tubiel began tugging on Sam "We need to get Sam on top of Spike to slow the bleeding. Help me."

As Tubiel, Kabshiel, Matt and Nanael were tugging on Sam they realized they did not have enough ethereal energy to move him.

Matt was calling to Dave and Gary for help when he saw Scott's guardian angel Sabathiel appear.

Sabathiel immediately saw what was going on and tried to help lift Sam. They still did not have enough combined ethereal energy to lift Sam's muscular body. Sabathiel said "Scott is safe. We need more help." He faded quickly.


Hospital – Upstairs

Sabathiel appeared and called out "We need help in the surgery."

Immediately Landry's guardian angel Phounebiel asked "What kind of help?"

"We need to move Sam on top of Spike to stop his bleeding" Sabathiel stated urgently.

Temperance whispered to Maisie "All will be okay soon Maisie my girl. I'm going to help. Be back in a moment."

Nuriel, Ron's guardian angel, said to Sabathiel "I'll be there in a moment. Going to get more help from Jeremy's, Jasmine's and Vera's angels."

Sabathiel, Temperance and Phounebiel all faded heading towards the surgery.


Outside Craig Hospital

Jules watched as the medical team disembarked and began getting their gear ready in order to render aid as soon as they were given the all clear to enter the building. She turned to Lou and adjusted her hold on her MP5 as she said "I hope the unit resolved it already. I'm worried about Sam, Spike and Scott."

Rahmiel turned to Karael and said "We have to get in there now. I have a feeling we are needed."

Karael, Hasdiel, Barrattiel and Sablo all left their charges at Rahmiel's words. They had learned to listen to her feelings. Especially where Sam and Spike were concerned.


Hospital – Surgery

Soon the surgery was filled with guardian angels. With relief Nanael and Matt saw Rahmiel, Karael, Hasdiel, Barrattiel and Sablo. That meant Team One was here. Thank God. Sam and Spike would need them.

Sabathiel, Temperance and Phounebiel joined forces with Matt, Nanael, Tubiel, Kabshiel and the rest of Team One angels. They were making progress but Sam was so heavy. They needed more help.

Nuriel popped in with eight more guardian angels. Three belonged to Jeremy, Vera and Jasmine. Two belonged to Hinder and Welch. The remaining three were Ethan's and his parent's angels.

Dave called out to the guardian angels of Forbes, Thorson and Ramos. Those three immediately came forward to assist.

With the combined ethereal energy of twenty four guardian angels they were able to lift the dead weight of Sam off the ground and place him over Spike. Tubiel directed them how to move Sam so he was positioned just right to provide pressure right where it was needed.

The ethereal energy of each of them was almost completely depleted. Moving an unconscious man several feet was extremely taxing. It was not something one angel could do on their own. Sure raising an arm already in motion or nudging a hand or a foot was within each angel's ability. But they required team work to move an entire man.

Nanael looked at each of them and said "Thank you. Thank you so very much."

All except Matt, simply nodded and returned to their charges. They could not leave them long.

Noah and Jonas looked on in wonder. What was happening? Both looked at their bodies. It was clear they were dead. What did they just see happen?

Jonas asked "Where are we?"

Matt saw Noah and Jonas but ignored them as he put his arm around Nanael and said "You did good today. We vanquished evil."

Nanael grinned and said "We win again."

The two of them then looked shocked when a faded wispy form of Spike appeared.

Nanael quickly moved forward "Spike it is not your time yet. Go back. Go back now. I don't want you to see what is coming. Go now."

Spike looked at a winged being. He was confused. Then he saw another winged being that looked a lot like Sam's best friend Matt. What the heck was happening?

"Where am I?" Spike asked confused.

Matt said "Where you should not be. Listen to Nanael and go back."

Spike blinked. The winged being spoke to him. Whoa!

Nanael touched Spike's face gently and smiled "You heard him. Wow. Your connection to Sam must be growing stronger. Please go back now Spike. You do not want to see what is coming."

Spike nodded still confused but he faded completely.

Nanael let out a deep sigh. That was close. He did not want Spike to experience what was coming. It was something he would never need experience. Spike was solidly in the light. He did not need to see the dark side.

Jonas and Noah could hear everything that was said.

Noah asked with an edge to his voice "Why did you want him to go?"

Matt turned to Noah and Jonas and answered "Because it is your judgement day."

Ominous cries of millions of souls in pain began to fill the air and the area around Jonas and Noah became increasingly hot. A darkness descended over them as the shadow of an enormous, terrifying angel slowly appeared.

The archangel was as dark as a night with no stars or moon. His twelve huge wings were made of fire and burned brightly. His eyes glowed red in his hawkish face and his horns were long, curled and spiked on the ends.

Fear entered both sets of eyes as Jonas cried out "Noah?"

The dark archangel reached out a hand and pointed to Jonas and Noah with a long finger tipped with sharp claws. Noah and Jonas clung to one another in desperation as fear engulfed them both.

His voice alone was chilling as the dark archangel declared "I am Archangel Samael, Prince of the demons, the venom of God, the angel of death. Many know me as Satan. You have served me well in this life and now your souls belong to me for eternity."

Noah and Jonas shrieked in terror as something grabbed onto their ankles and began to pull them down into the darkness. Heat licked at them and their shrieks of terror quickly turned into screams of ungodly pain as Noah and Jonas were dragged down into bowels of hell.

Samael turned and stared at Samuel, descendant of Hamon. He wanted his soul for his collection because he could use Samuel's power and strength to wreak havoc and spread evil in proportions not seen in a millennia. Samael just had to get a foothold and then he could turn Samuel to the darkness.

Turning an intimidating glare on Matt, Samael prophesied "One day his soul will be mine."

Defiantly Matt stood straight and proud "You can try but you will not win. Sam's soul is protected by me. He will always chose the light and the beauty of life."

Samael laughed evilly as he said "We will see. We will see." Then he faded. The screams of the damned faded along with him.

Matt took a deep breath once Samael was gone and the screams ceased. He said softly "I will never get used to those screams."

Nanael nodded "Not something one can get used to."

They both turned as Ed, Wordy and Lou entered the surgery. Matt and Nanael watched as Barrattiel whispered assurances to Wordy when Wordy found Sam and Spike. They saw Wordy's hesitation to reach out and check for pulses.

Matt said "Wordy and Lou are gonna need a lot of assistance."

Nanael added "So are Jules, Ed and Greg."

Matt nodded "Good thing we work well as a team. We can discuss how to help each one through this trial."

Wordy urgently called out "I need medics in here NOW! Sam and Spike are alive but Spike's pulse is very weak and one or both of them is losing a lot of blood. Sam is on top of Spike so I cannot tell who is bleeding."

Barrattiel looked up at Matt and Nanael and sighed "This is NOT the ski trip that any of us expected Sam and Spike to have."

Matt laughed, he couldn't help it. Ah hell, heck, this was Sam. What other type of ski trip could he have? Evil was constantly trying to get ahold of his soul.

He knew that Samael would never get Samuel's soul if he and Team One Guardian Angel's had anything to say about it.

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