This chapter is dedicated to a very special person to me, my biggest fan; Babycakes1562

Ch. 10

The morning was still relatively young but old enough for them to feel assured things were nice and quiet as they approached the abandoned farm off the interstate in Fremont Nebraska. Dean shut off the engine and let the car coast to a stop still a good twenty yards from the barn where they were heading.

Both Winchesters walked out, machetes in hand as they crept closer to the building.

When they reached the door, they were not surprised to find it padlocked from the outside, an obvious safety precaution taken by the vampires to give them some notice on any unwanted visitors to their nest.

Dean silently picked the lock before carefully removing it from the chain around the door handle. After intricately removing the chain without a sound, Dean held his machete in his right hand before he gently pulled the door open with his left and peering into the darkness of the barn.

Things were pitch black inside the barn forcing Dean to slip inside further with Sam right on his heels.

Dean pointed his flashlight at the ground before clicking it on. He slowly raised it, careful to not wake up a sleeping vampire. To his confusion, the barn seemed completely empty. Empty hammocks and mattresses were littered all around but there wasn't a bloodsucker in sight.

Suddenly, the sound of clapping made Dean and Sam both straighten up as the barn doors slammed shut behind them. Chains could be heard wrapping around the handles and a lock being snapped on as they were locked inside.

A few dim lights went on as vampires began to walk out of the shadows. Once they were all out in the open, over twenty vampires surrounded the two Winchester brothers leaving little options for any type of an escape.

"Wow, you two were surprisingly easy to get here. Did you really think it would be that easy? That we don't post people all over town? Maggie, why don't you come say hello." A large black vampire said from ten yards directly in front of the two brothers.

An attractive looking girl walked out smiling as Dean started muttering curses under his breath. She was the bartender that sent them here after playing her part as the naïve mortal quite well.

"I should have known something was up when she was more interested in you than me." Dean muttered to Sam who looked slightly offended before shaking it off and focusing on how utterly screwed they were at the moment.

Dean looked around before he mentally said screw it and looked straight into the eyes of the lead vampire.

"So, what now? Here we are, probably the best looking food you've had in years. You want your dinner, come and get it." He yelled as he looked around for the first attackers.

The lead vampire smirked, "Kill you? Why would you do something that foolish? No, we were given a request from a mutual acquaintance of ours that you are not to be killed. You Dean, you're going to become one of us. Sam on the other hand, he is going to be traded for some protection in the coming apocalypse. So really, you two showing up here, best thing that could have happened to us."

Dean looked confused. He glanced at Sam but saw his younger brother looking just as confused as him.

"You must have us mistaken with those other Winchester brothers. If you think you're getting anywhere near close enough to us to turn me or capture Sammy, you've been drinking the funky blood lately you filthy overgrown leach." Dean spat.

Before he could react, both Dean and Sam were sent flying into the door of the barn, their machetes clattering to the ground in the process.

Two black eyed demons stepped out of the shadows while the lead vampire laughed at their looks of shock.

"Like I said, a mutual acquaintance who happened to send some friends to ensure things went as planned."

One of the demons flicked his wrist as Dean was sent flying towards a pair of vamps who quickly grabbed him and held him in place.

Dean's hand drifted to his pocket where he pulled out a syringe full of dead man's blood as jammed it into the throat of one of his attackers.

The vampire staggered back coughing before he fell to the ground immobilized.

Before he could try to break free of his other captor, two more vamps grabbed hold of Dean.

The leader made his way over, a smug smile on his face as he raised a dagger and slowly slid it across his wrist opening up a gash that began to bleed quickly.

"You will be an excellent addition to our little family Dean. A vampire hunter will be a priceless addition to our nest, someone who knows what to look for in hunters. This is the beginning of great things for us." He said grinning while Dean tried to struggled against his captors.

Just as the vamp was bringing his wrist to Dean's face, he froze.

The sound of loud music playing turned all heads towards one of the hay lofts where they saw a lone male figure nodding his head along to the music.

Everyone stared at the figure in confusion before his head snapped up as the lyrics were about to begin. Dean felt a wave of relief when he saw who it was before he forced himself not to laugh as Percy started lip-syncing the song as he pointed out to the collection of vampires and demons.

"Rising up, back on the street

Did my time, took my chances

Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet

Just a man and his will to survive "

Percy jumped down from the loft as both of the demons' mouths shot open as they tried to make a run for it. Percy raised his hands and forced the demons back into their hosts and danced his way over to them, still lip-syncing the song as he went.

"So many times it happens too fast

You change your passion for glory

Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past

You must fight just to keep them alive."

Percy put his hands on both demons' foreheads before their eyes and mouths glowed brightly, their bodies frozen as they were smote. Percy nodded his head along with the music and pushed the dead bodies down before he spun around.

"Who the fuck are you?" The lead vampire yelled over the music.

"I think that answer is obvious." Percy grinned. "I am the definition of awesome."

The vampires stalked closer to Percy but he was paying more attention to the music.

He pointed to the ceiling, "And Jackson said, let there be light."

The roof was blown off the barn as the bright morning sunlight poured in making the vampires hiss and cover their eyes.

Two machetes appeared in Percy hands as he winked at Dean and the chorus began to play.

"It's the eye of the tiger," Percy sliced off the head of the leader before two vamps charged at him with fangs barred.

"It's the thrill of the fight,"

Percy spun around as he elbowed one vamp in the face before driving one of his machetes through the throat of the other and leaving it there.

"Rising up to the challenge of our rival," Percy ducked under a punch and snapped his fingers as the attacker's head exploded.

"And the last known survivor," he grabbed the machete in the throat of the gagging vamp before he spun around, slicing through the head of the vamp before coming to a stop where he threw the blade into the back of the head of a vamp who was charging towards the weaponless Dean.

"Stalks his prey in the night," he pointed at a vampire trying to flee making its stomach bulge until it exploded and the monster dropped at Sam's feet.

"And he's watching us all with the eyeeeee of the tiger!" Percy clapped his hands together as the heads of the remaining vampires exploded and the music came to sudden stop.

Both Sam and Dean looked over at Percy who was standing calmly in the middle of the massacre.

"What the fuck was that?" Sam yelled.

Percy quirked an eyebrow in question before he smirked, "Well if you want me to honest, I'd say most likely the most awesome entrance in the entire history of entrances."

Sam looked over at Percy with disbelief while Dean let out a small laugh before he composed himself.

"What are you doing here?" Dean asked.

Percy shrugged, "Well I heard Fremont Nebraska was where the party was at and I said to myself, is it really a party is Percy Jackson doesn't make an appearance?"

Dean rolled his eyes at the remark before he remembered Castiel's words and watched Percy more warily. He didn't know what Percy's plans were and he had to be careful around him like Cas had warned.

"I heard you two were about to get your asses handed to you and I thought, I like Dean the way he is, being a vampire would suck, so I popped over and saved the day, in style." Percy explained a bit more seriously.

Dean looked at Percy gratefully before Sam spoke up.

"We were set up." He said looking at Percy suspiciously.

"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner. Tell him Alex, what has he won?" Percy boomed sounding like a game show host.

Sam pulled out a gun, "By you?"

Dean glared at Sam like he was the biggest idiot in existence. Castiel's warning was pretty clear and here was Sam pointing a gun at the being Cas warned them not to provoke.

Percy scoffed. He clenched his hand together and Sam's gun crumpled into a ball of metal.

"Are you truly that stupid or do you just enjoy asking dumb questions. If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead, watch."

Percy flicked his wrist and Sam's neck snapped before he fell to the ground dead. Dean opened his mouth but didn't even get a word out before Percy appeared at Sam's side and touched him as Sam's neck twitched and his eyes fluttered open.

"You see? If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead. It would be quite easy for me." Percy explained in a slow tone as if talking to a toddler.

Sam looked up nervously, "What the hell do you want?"

"I know you know what I am. Now tell me, do you really think that you'd be breathing if I wished you weren't? You Sam, you I could kill and not think twice. I don't really like you. You're shady. You hide behind your secrets and you think you do it well when really, you don't. But if I killed you, Dean would be upset. No homo, but I like Dean. He's a good shit and has excellent taste in music. He reminds me of myself when I was a demigod; fighting against the odds with nothing but his sword, or a gun in his case, and nothing else but an aura of badassness that is quite simply awesome." Percy explained seriously while Dean smirked and chuckled a bit at his explanation.

Sam slowly stood up as he touched his neck experimentally, "So it's true, you're an angel and a demon? Why would you want to be part demon if you could be an angel? Castiel said you could get rid of your demon part if you wanted to."

Percy tilted his head to the side as if to ask if Sam seriously asked a question that dumb.

"Um, well to start, I like having a dick. I happen to find the whole being junkless thing the angels have going on quite the drawback."

"Amen to that." Dean chimed in making Sam shoot him a glare and Percy smirk.

"And secondly, why the fuck would I want to change? For your information, archangel was the word you were looking for, but regardless, I'm not interested in serving the interests of Heaven. I'm interested in serving the interests of Percy and that is best done in my current condition. I have the powers of an archangel without any of the responsibilities. I know you two have met Raphael, but the difference between me and the other archangels is that I already have my vessel, and it's me. I also have a vast amount of demons who do what I say when I say it. And I like that."

"So you're trying to free Lucifer too?" Dean asked unable to keep the disappointment out of his voice.

Percy chuckled, "That's the million dollar question, isn't it? Everyone wants to know what I'm doing, do I want to destroy the world or save it. What you should be asking yourself is whether or not the angels want to save or destroy the world. You may not have noticed but they aren't exactly putting up much of a defense against Lilith. Almost like they want Lucifer freed…."

"You're lying. Why would the angels want Lucifer freed?" Sam spat.

Percy's eyes flashed with annoyance before he pinched his fingers together in a 'lock it up' motion. Sam tried to speak but found himself unable to, his voice gone.

"There we go, much less annoying in here." Percy commented as a beer appeared in each of his hands. He tossed one to Dean before cracking open his and taking a long drink.

"Dean I'm going to level with you. My plan is undecided. What I do know is that I really don't like Heaven's side. They knew I was an archangel in Hell and they sat back and did nothing because no one wanted their egos bruised by a new power coming to rise in heaven. That being said, I don't think I'm going to like Lucifer much either. A lot of these demons seem to think of him as their father but if I had to guess, he will kill them right after he kills mankind. That is something I'm not a fan of. My wife is a demon even if she is one of my own creation. She is different than the rest, still has the capacity to love and all that crap which is a plus. For now, I'm sitting on the sidelines. When the chips fall, I will make my move. But until then, I'm going to keep my plans close to the vest. No need to have people knowing what I want."

Dean took a long sip of his beer. He glanced at Sam who was fuming at his inability to talk to which he smirked before turning back to Percy.

"Tell me though, why is it you don't like my brother. You say he is shady but how so?"

Percy was silent for a moment as he took another drink, "I misspoke. I don't dislike Sam. He annoys the shit out of me when he tries to shoot me in the head but I don't dislike him. I dislike his little whore Ruby. If that little bitch would come out of hiding, I'd smite her ass into next Tuesday. Unfortunately she is as good at hiding as she is at spreading her legs." He said as his empty can of beer vanished only to be replaced by a fresh one.

"You and me both." Dean growled shooting at look at Sam.

Percy looked up at the sky, "I've overstayed my welcome around Heaven's Winchester brothers. Tell Castiel I said hello." He said as he snapped his fingers and vanished leaving only the sound of wings flapping quietly.

A.N: A short chapter I know. Sorry but I'm about to get the plot moving further next chapter and I didn't want to put it in this one. Next chapter will have some progress.

Review Response:

Babycakes1562 8/28/13 . chapter 9

This is the worst story ever written. They should torture your ass for this. Never mix God with these Olympian bitches. You suck ass and you're an asswipe. Sam doesn't fuck demons, he fucks your mom. Go to hell I hate you! You're just mad because you have a baby dick.

-Thank you. I was shooting for worst story ever written. Just so you know, your opinion is so high up on my list of giving two fucks, I will continue my horrid writing just for you. High five for being the best of the worst?

-Are you trying to excite me? A little S&M sounds like a great time right now.

-True. I happen to be a Christian and believe in God. Thankfully this is fanfiction based off fictional books and a fictional television show so I have faith God will forgive me.

-I haven't sucked any ass but I do wipe my ass every single time I take a shit, thank you for recognizing that accomplishment.

-I will have to let my mom know to be more inconspicuous when she fucks Sam. I am slightly concerned that you're watching her when she is getting down to business though. I mean, can't you let her get her jollies without you peeking in her bedroom window?

-Dude! I thought we were buddies? Now you come out and say you hate me… Oh wait, it's Thurday… OPPOSITE DAY! I knew we were BFFs.

-Well, wouldn't you be mad? When I was twelve the doctor said it would start growing… I'm still waiting. I happen to think 2 ½ inches is still an impressive showing though.

Babycakes1562 8/28/13 . chapter 1

Kiss my ass. I don't give two shits about about your violin. And I'm certainly not a Jehovah's witness. Are you mad that you found out your mom's a whore who fucks demons on her own time? That's probably what you are.. And if you told your little friend TweetyBaby or whatever the fuck her name is to cuss me out.. I don't give a fuck about her either.

- Well I haven't done it before but I'm a free spirit, I'll try anything once.

- You wrote the word 'about' twice, do you have a stutter that follows you when you write? Speech therapy could do wonders I bet.

- As for my violin, I didn't ask you to give any shits about it. The thing is awesome, so small I can play it with my fingers. I'm currently playing it for you. Umm… You're welcome.

- That's too bad. Did you drink the cool-aide before the others? That's unfortunate, I guess you missed the train.

- Mad? Of course I'm not mad. My Mom and Dad are finally hanging out again. I thought you said Sam was fucking her. Well she does get around, demons and hunters, she must be a milf I guess. I do wish she would fuck Dean instead of Sam for obvious reasons.

- Demon? Unfortunately I'm not. I guess I got my genes from my mom. Would have been cool to have powers though.

- I didn't tell her to do anything. I'm sorry, did she hurt your feelings? Considering you messaged her to tell her she should rot in hell for following my fics, I think you can guess why she messaged you back. It's okay though. A lot of children took the short bus to school. It's nothing to be ashamed of. Remember what you state appointed friend tells you, "you're very special".

So that's it. I want to thank my besty Babycakes1562 for leaving those reviews, they honestly made my night.

I feel a chapter of Prince of the Night coming up this weekend, so those who follow that, put on your cowboy hats because I have no idea what will be coming.

So tell me what you think, good, bad and the ugly. (Don't call Babycakes1562 ugly, they happen to be very sensitive and that would crush them)