A/N: If you are not familiar with the fable of the Signifying Monkey You can find the complete poem here Definitely rated M for language just remove the spaces. www. en. utexas. edu /Classes /Bremen / e316k/ texts/ monkey. html.
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"Hey Kiddo!" Gabriel said popping up next to Sam in the garage where Bobby and the Winchester men were doing a little vehicle maintenance.
"Dammit! Don't any of you feathered asshats know how to give a guy some warning?" Dean said trying to reach the socket that had landed somewhere in the workings of the Impala's engine.
"Is this what you're looking for?" Gabriel asked snapping his fingers and producing the tool. "Sammy time to go, class is in session."
"Class? What are you talking about?" Sam asked confused.
"Well since you have all these neato powers, Seraphiel decided that you should be enrolled in Basic Trickster 101. Time to learn how to harness that raw telekinetic talent. While you can't create reality out of nothing," Gabriel said snapping his fingers and producing a candy bar. "You can manipulate energy and matter that already exists." Gabriel said holding his palm in front of him as a juicy red apple slowly appeared.
"You expect me to create an apple?" Sam asked
"No I expect you to start with simple stuff like moving smaller objects that already exist." Gabriel said. "You need to understand what you're capable of. You can manipulate your environment but it takes practice."
"Hey I've got an idea Sammy." Dean said "How about making inch high Private eye here disappear."
"Haha good one there Winchester." Gabriel said sarcastically. "Sam, let me give you an example where knowing how to use your powers is going to come in handy. Wendigos for example. You know how fast they are. Now think about being able to slow them down, Or maybe tossing the damned vampire to the other side of the room for once instead of being the one getting tossed. Think that may cut down on the number of times you get your ass handed to you?"
Yahel was sitting in an empty room. The retraining room. A place the angels did not talk about if they had been there. A place they tried to ignore if they haven't. Nothing good happens in the retraining room. Everyone knew about the tortures of hell few people understood that the tortures of heaven could give hell a run for it's money any day.
Yahel didn't need to wonder why he was here, he knew exactly why he was here. He was playing both ends against the middle. It's what he had always done and this was not the first time he had been caught at it. The thing was both sides considered him valuable. He was confident that he would get another reprimand and sent on his way. That's the way it always worked.
Although he wasn't facing the door he heard it open. "Come to give me another slap on the wrist Michael?"
"Were you expecting Michael? Sorry to disappoint, Michael will not be joining us." Seraphiel said walking around the angel till she was facing him.
She pulled the only other chair in the room close. And sat down facing the now confused Yahel. "So you are the intermediary. I find that nothing more than a fancy way to say that you have no loyalty, one way or the other."
Yahel kept a wary eye on the unidentified angel sitting in front of him. She didn't seem particularly powerful. Some new fledgling trainee they were setting up to take over in Zachariah's place. So far no one had emerged with Zachariah's talent for torture. He shifted to get more comfortable in his seat.
"You know, I spent a lot of time with Gabriel before coming here. He has such a unique understanding of the humans." Seraphiel said conversationally. "I'm reminded of a fable he told me about. Tell me, have you heard about the Signifying Monkey? No? Well it's a very good fable about instigators."
"Do tell?" Yahel snarked finally speaking.
"One day in the jungle a monkey decides he's bored so he decides to insult the lion. When the lion is angered by the monkey's words, the monkey says the words came from the elephant. The lion and the elephant get into a fight while the monkey laughs on the sidelines." You are like that monkey stirring up strife between Heaven and Hell. Strife our father never intended to be there. I intend to correct this."
"So you are going to torture me?" Yahel asked. "You're nothing but a fledgling."
Seraphiel smiled. "I guess Naomi decided that knowledge of my presence here was above your pay grade. I tend to keep it toned down when I'm around you young ones. I terrify you."
Seraphiel let her true form out. Wings expanding to fill the room and envelope Yahel. "Did you ever wonder what humans feel when they look upon us in our true forms?"
Yahel fearfully looked at Seraphiel knowing exactly who she was. There was only one angel blessed with 10 wings and he was wrapped in those 10 wings. "Seraphiel." Yahel managed to whisper.
"I love all of you and I will protect each and every angel created, even from yourselves when necessary." Seraphiel said letting her power build while Yahel screamed in agony as his eyes began to bubble in their sockets.
Seraphiel drew her power back into herself and tucked her true from back inside of her vessel. She settled the blinded angel to the floor. And made her way to the door. Stepping out she looked at Lucifer and Michael who were both looking at her with an underlying fear. "Take him to Raphael for healing and then bring him back here to await my return."
Lucifer took a step forward to see Yahel curled into a ball on the floor crying out "I'm blind! Father help me, I'm blind!"
Jehoel flew beside his older sister. "Seraphiel, do I sense father's other gift to you rearing it's head? Guilt does not become you sister. This world is in a desperate mess, Father warned us that it would take desperate measures to fix it. You did what you had to do."
"I know that Jehoel but it does not make me feel any less guilty for blinding the child. And if he has not learned his lesson I will do it again without hesitation." Seraphiel said. "But I don't have to be happy about it. It was an unpleasant duty."
"What are we doing here?" Jehoel asked looking around at the vehicles and the group of humans.
"We need Gabriel and I wanted you to meet these humans. This way we accomplish both tasks." Seraphiel said landing softly and walking forward.
"Put me down you damn idjit." Bobby was yelling from where he was floating 10 feet off of the ground. Gabriel's pointer finger was making delicate swoops in the air in front of him while Bobby mimicked the movements in the air.
"Just concentrate, Sam. You can do this" Gabriel said, gently lowering Bobby to the ground. "You just have to focus."
Sam took a deep breath and let it out. He pointed his finger at Dean who had his eyes screwed shut.
"Dude If you drop me..." Dean threatened.
"You're not helping Deano. You need to trust him." Gabriel said. "And if he does drop you, I'll make sure you have a soft landing.
"I trust Sam, I don't trust you." Dean said then a thought popped into his head. "Uh what day is it?"
"Tuesday." John offered helpfully as he sat on the hood of a wreck sipping a beer. "All day long."
"Sonofabitch!" Dean yelled opening his eyes and seeing the ground well below him.
Gabriel gave a little smirk before setting off a firecracker right next to Sam's ear. Sam jumped and Dean plummeted toward the ground only to land on a thick mattress.
"See soft landing just like I promised." Gabriel turned toward Sam. "You've got to work on your focus kiddo."
"Making progress I see Samuel but Gabriel is right. You do need to work on your focus." Seraphiel said as several wrecked cars suddenly floated up into the air and then began dancing in intricate patterns.
"Show off." Gabriel grumbled.
"Are you juggling junkers?" Dean asked watching. "Seriously?"
Seemingly paying no attention to the wrecked vehicles swirling overhead she drew Jehoel forward. "Allow me to introduce you all to Jehoel, The Second born. Jehoel, Bobby Singer, John Winchester and The Vessels Sam and Dean, John's sons."
The cars suddenly settled on the ground in a neat stack.
"Sam keep practicing. Gabriel come. Time for a little trip to Purgatory." Seraphiel said. "If you need anything before we get back just pray to Castiel."
