Sammy

Falling falling forever falling.

Trapped in darkness, forever waiting.

My mind dissipating as I continuously fall into darkness

Save yourself,

Then,

Save me.

Please.

Dean

Oh god, what did I do? Is Cas okay?

Please let Cas be okay.

Please, please, please let Cas be okay.

These thoughts rushed through Dean's head as the darkness took control of his body.

Something was happening; he didn't just get these powers by choice, the darkness wanted him to get these powers. The darkness had planned this all along, it just needed one strong soul to pluck out of heaven. Which means Dean was in heaven. He actually was in heaven before this stupid darkness took him and trapped him in a place that made him almost go mad. Again.

First he was trapped by those fucking angels on a fucking rock. Then he was trapped in what people called oblivion. And now he was fucking trapped inside his own body! What the actual fuck.

Rage boiled inside him and he felt the darkness shiver a bit, just a bit away. It was scared of him. Hmm, the one thing almost as powerful as God (who is now Chuck), was afraid of him. Well, score!

That means he must have real power. There has to be a reason why the darkness was scared of him. He'll find it out one day.

Until then he had to fight it every step of the way.

But the world, it needed destroying, and Dean would be the one to finally accomplish that task.

No, no he wasn't, he definitely wasn't going to do that. He was going to do the exact opposite.

But the idea of a drink was very tempting.

NO. The idea of a drink was NOT tempting. SHUT UP.

The battle raged on inside Dean's head. The darkness and Dean fighting for control over the body.

Although, for a moment, just a moment, the Darkness forgot about Sam, and concentrated all it's power on Dean.

Sammy

Wait.

I'm not falling.

IM NOT FALLING.

A flare exploded out of my chest. Light blazed everywhere, and instead of falling, Sam shot upwards and straight through the still open doorway.

Dean

He didn't know where he was, he just knew he had to stay concentrated on fighting the darkness in his mind.

Someone slammed into him and pushed him to the ground.

"DEAN!" they shouted, although he couldn't see.

He lost control.

He fucking lost.

Sammy

"DEAN!" I shouted, but then I looked into his eyes, and they were black as night.

Cas

The impact with the ground wasn't that bad, my wings were extended and they're pretty much metal, so they cushioned my fall, it was the mental pain that brought me down and made me black out. I've lost Dean. I've lost him to the darkness.

When I climbed out, Chuck was frozen, like, literally frozen. He was trapped in a block of ice and it was kinda funny to see the Lord Of All frozen in ice. But, being the good angel I am, I unfroze him.

He was pisseeeed. Oh god, wait, that's blasphemy, oh, shiiiit, he was pissed. Wait. I've gone off track again. No wonder people don't trust me with difficult tasks ahaa am I right?

Who am I talking to?

Bloody penises I need to concentrate more often.

Back to Dean, that hottie oh my god the first we fucked I was all, 'Dean, no homo' and he was all 'Cas, yes homo' and then I left cause I got scared. But I was stupid cause I told him I loved him, and then guess what happened. Guess.

Yup, I fell in love with him in like, a couple of days. Stupid humans.

But yeah, my feelings seemed to have grown over the past year or so and dayum id like to fuck the shit out of Dean right now, but im restraining myself 'cause you know, God's on my ass like, 24/7.

Sheesh.

I don't even know what happened to me, I used to be serious, people used to trust me, but ever since Dean died, I kinda, you know, lost it ffs. I mean, im pretty sure someones done something to my brain cause I act and talk like a 15 year old girl now adays.

Sometimes im not entirely convinced im NOT a 15 year old girl, then I go take a shower and im just like, oh yeah, I have a dick.

Ok Cas, set your brain right, I think Chuck's talking to you… again.

"we have to stop him… the end of the world… I really don't want to Cas… are you even listening to me?" SHIIT ive been caught.

"What? Oh yes, Chuck." I paused, "sorry, my brain kinda goes off track sometimes…" I don't know why im apologising, it's pretty much his fault. Him and his stupid rules started this war in the first place. Gosh, God ruins everything.

For a moment, everything went white, am I dead—

Dean

Im coming to get you, Dean, im back.

Darkness

Pain, I want to cause pain, but at the same time a urge in my mind makes me want to save everything and everyone. Shut up Dean.

I've waited too long for this, and the moment has finally come. I shall sacrifice this moose like creatures and the doorway to Earth and Hell will open, and I shall rule everything from Heaven to Hell, just like I was intended to. This is my destiny. This shall be my will.

"Sammy?" I asked, mimicking my meat suite as best as I could. "Sammy is that you?"

Relief obviously flooded the mans mind. Ha, fool.

"Dean," he sighed. "I thought I lost you."

He walked towards me, tentative at first, then he wrapped his arms around me.

What the fuck is he doing?

Oh right, he's hugging me. I've been out of it for too long.

I wrap my arms around his body and we stand there for a minute. Now is my chance, with God frozen, and that angel blacked out from my mental attacks, now is my only chance.

His back is to the doorway I formed, so with a quick sweep of my eyes, a marvellous marble slate rose form the ground. Right in front of my kingdom. The Darkness, they called me, soon they will call me The King.

The marble rose silently, and the instant I let go of Sam, he dropped to the floor, unconscious.

The sad thing is: he has to be awake during the ritual. Ugh, stupid rituals.

With a flick of my wrist, he rises into the air and lands on the marble hard. I walk over to the doorway, plunge my hand into the darkness, and for once, it disappears. When Sam and Dean were in there, they merely floated on me, but now, I must reach into my land to find what I need.

I pull out my hand and out comes a curved blade with enochian symbols written across it.

Wisps of Darkness followed my hand as I walk back to Sam.

Soon.

No,

NOW!

I sort of scream but in my mind. Sam's eyes open wide, tendrils of darkness wrap around him, holding him pinned to the slab of marble. I raise my arms and it rises into the air, at perfect height for stabbing someone.

I raise the blade, eyes, wide with fear stare back at me.

"the Darkness has you now, Sammy boy." I say.

I bring the knife down.

Right over his heart.

His eyes go white, but nothing can defeat me.

Everything burns in a brilliant light of good, but the darkness is more powerfull.

Air blasts as if there was a massive explosion.

The world is mine.

Finally.