A/N: So here it is, Thank you for the favorites, follows, and Grim1989 and The Archivist613 for reviewing! Sorry The chapter's a day late, I've been really busy this week since school and dance restarted, and the Concert series I perform in just started rehearsals and OMC it is not easy to be straight A student in all 8 classes I take, take 3 advanced dance classes a week, and practice for the 7 songs I sing/dance in in the concert series I'm in 4 nights a week+ at home practice,volunteer for food bank, and still retain what little bit of sanity I have. So without any further rambling here's Chapter 10!

Rating: strong PG-13 for language and some sexual references

~ Disclaimer ~ I do not own Supernatural,In The Year 2525 or anything else i reference in this fic.

Chapter 10 One Ring To Rule Them All

Chuck's house was larger and better taken care of than Castiel's, at least from the outside. They approached the door to knock, but the door was already swinging open. The short blond girl behind it bounced in anticipation. "You must be Dean!" She hugged Dean much tighter and longer than Castiel would have liked.

"Uh, hi," Dean said, startled as he wrapped one arm loosely around the bouncing girl, keeping his other arm down to keep a firm grip on Castiel's hand. "Are you Chuck?"

That got her to release him from her death-lock hug, that put Garth's to shame. "No! I'm Becky! Chuck's angel? Don't tell me Castiel forgot to mention me!" She grinned up at the two men for a minute before remembering some form of manners, "Oh! Please come in. Chuck's waiting for you in his study."

Becky led them through the cluttered house, to an even more cluttered room. A man sat in a chair with his back to them. He slowly turned around, hands folded in his lap, with a deathly serious expression on his face. "I've been expecting you." His face broke into a manic grin. "I've always wanted to say that!" He stood up and held his hand out to Dean, "Chuck, Himmel's resident prophet. You wanna know about the horsemen right? What their purpose is in this whole mess?"

Dean took his hand and nodded, glad that Chuck had gotten straight to the point. "Yeah, Cass told me what they are, so what do they have to do with me and with Cass waking me up?"

Chuck's grin widened. He turned to Castiel and spoke in an earnest tone, "He calls you 'Cass'? Aw that is legitimately too cute for words!"

"Hey," Dean snapped his fingers, "Focus."

"Oh, right! Horsemen. Lucifer uses them to weaken those who he wants gone. Which unfortunately is us. He cycles them every couple hundred years, whenever he comes up with a new way to harm the human race. Pestilence comes first. He came about fifty years ago, turning nearly all of our double agent humans into demons with a version of the A.I. Strain. That's why freed humans are no longer allowed to go back and forth between Heaven and Hell. We can't afford losing the few resistance members we have. So usually Death would come next, but since he told Lucifer to stick-it, we thankfully don't have to worry about that blood bath. Next comes Famine. He influences all of Heaven making all of us give into our greatest hungers and desires. It causes complete mayhem and destruction, because there's no way to resist his influence. Last comes War, he leads Lucifer's army. Usually just demons, but this time he's got something else up his sleeve to go with them: Leviathans."

Dean was having another information overload, "What the fuck is a Leviathan?"

"They were Lucifer's first machines. They were more advanced than demons in many ways. Like they were made of a metal alloy and could take the shape or form of whatever they touch. But they were also flawed. They were incapable of drawing energy from a host without killing it. They just started draining humans dry, left and right. Lucifer soon realized that if he kept them around they would wipe out all human life within the century. So Lucifer locked them up in Purgatory. An isolated band of islands off the coast of what used to be North America."

"Hawaii?" Dean asked.

Chuck nodded, "Yeah that's what they used to be called. So anyway they were locked there, with a herd of genetically engineered, fast breeding, fat-ass humans, to keep them fed. We've always thought that they'd be there forever. But now, apparently Lucifer has found another energy source, rendering humans obsolete." Chuck paused to catch his breath before continuing, "He wants to use the Leviathans to take out all the humans left on the planet as well as the angel's and demons, so that it'll be just him and them. His plan is to use an army of demons and Leviathans to wipe out the humans and angels, then turn the Leviathans onto the demons."

"And this has to do with me, how?"

"I'm getting there," Chuck assured him. "Now back to the horsemen. The four of them have special rings, that give them their abilities, their control over the elements of destruction. Without the rings they're just really old, really weak, really pissed off machines. Nothing special about them. All of the rings, if fit together create one ring to rule them all, war, pestilence, famine, even death. The wearer of the ring has the power to force Lucifer out of his true vessel into a weaker, temporary vessel. That's when things get kinda complicated. The ring wearer must then return Death's ring to him(thankfully he's on our side, otherwise we'd be totally fucked! though getting his ring in the first place won't be easy.) so that he can kill the new vessel and through association, Lucifer."

"You said it gets complicated? That seemed pretty cut and dry."

"Yeah, well if you want to get his original vessel's consciousness back, the ring wearer has to wake him up, and do it before Lucifer is killed, otherwise he'll be lost forever."

"So who's the ring wearer?"

Chuck rolled his eyes, "You are, Dean. That's why we need you, your bloodline is the only one strong enough to control the power of the rings."

"Like I care if Lucifer's meat-suit lives."

"I would think you'd care about your baby brother."

"Adam?"

"No, genius, Sam."

"What? Death is raising Sam from the Catacombs, right now."

Chuck sighed, why did people always think that they could win an argument with an all-knowing-prophet? "That's impossible, Dean."

"Who knows that Sam is Lucifer's vessel?" Castiel interrupted their argument. He sure as Hell hadn't known.

"Just us, Sam, and Lucifer."

"Then I suggest we go see Death."

"Why?" Dean and Chuck asked in unison.

"Because if Sam is Lucifer's vessel, then who did Death raise from the Catacombs?"

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That's how they ended up knocking on Death's door. Death answered with his usual bored expression on his face. "Can you not tell time?" He asked Dean.

"We just found out that Sam-you know my brother who you're supposed to be raising?-is Lucifer's vessel, so who the Hell are you bringing back in there?"

"I have a client in at the moment, but I suppose-"

"Bro?" Came a voice from inside.

Castiel tilted his head as he watched the short man with honey colored hair and eyes walk out of Death's shop. "Gabriel?"

"Hellz yeah! The one and only, now officially one of you."

Castiel examined his brother closely, "I thought you said you would never convert? That you'd stay like Crowley-playing both sides-until your dying day?"

"Yeah, well if I stayed my dying day would have been much too soon for my liking." He pulled a chocolate mint out of his pocket and popped it into his mouth. "It's getting too risky over there. There's been talk of the Leviathans coming back. And if the other demons think that the bigmouths are just gonna eat humans and angels, they're either clueless or just plain stupid." He looked to Chuck, "You're the prophet, so is it true? Are they coming back?"

Chuck nodded, "Yeah."

Death sighed, "Sorry to break up the moment but I believe that I was just informed that my services are being doubted."

They walked in and Death led the growing pack to the wall of Blanks. They stopped and looked into the Cylinder marked; SAM for DEAN. Dean looked in and his heart sank as he seen instantly that it wasn't Sam. The face was however familiar. "It's my half-brother Adam. An older version than I knew, but still Adam."

"Fucking Crowley," Death muttered. "Unfortunately all sales are final, so-"

"How about a deal?"

Castiel, Gabriel, Becky, and Chuck all stared at Dean in shock. "A deal?" Death asked in his usual monotone.

"Yes, you didn't do your research. You trusted Crowley, a demon-"

"King of the Crossroads," Becky corrected and received glares from everyone else in the room.

"-to do it for you," Dean continued. "So you owe me a solid."

They looked at each other in silence for a full minute before Death finally spoke, "My silence is your cue to continue with your proposition."

"Okay. So I need your help saving the world from Lucifer."

"I fucking hate that brat. What to you need?"

"It's kind of a three-parter." Death stayed silent so he continued, "First I need your help finding your brothers."

"And why would you want to find and poke that hornet's nest?"

"I need their rings."

"I can only imagine what your second request is. So, what's number three?"

"I need you to reap Lucifer." Dean and Death both remained silent for what seemed like an eternity, "My silence is your cue to either reject or accept the deal."

"I accept. I can give you directions to Pestilence when you return for your brother tonight. Famine is already in transit, he'll be here mid next week. War guards Lucifer's front gates, so we can kill two birds with one stone there. And of course the moment you gain possession of Wars ring I will lend you mine." He twirls the ring around his finger. "But once I get my ring back how am I expected to kill Lucifer? Sure, he's just an over-powered toddler, but with all the life energy he's consuming and with his vessel's strength he's a powerful little shit."

"He will not be in his true vessel. The power of the rings will force him from Sam's body into a weaker vessel. Lucifer himself will also be weakened by the rings," Castiel explained.

Death nodded, "It could work. So it's a deal. I'd ask to shake on it, but that wouldn't be in your best interest. Now please leave and come back tonight to pick up Not-Sam."

Dean nodded and gestured for the little group to follow him out of Death's shop before Death changed his mind."

~o0o0o0o~

The now group of five since Gabriel had joined them ended up at the Roadhouse, where Dean finally got to meet Ash.

The mullet wearing man waved for them to sit with him in his corner booth, "You must be Dean," He held out his hand. "Asher. You can call me Ash."

Castiel had told Dean about Ash on their walk to Chuck's house that morning. He was the genius who had converted the first angel, a girl named Charlie. Ash had been all alone and had fallen in love with her. Charlie didn't feel the same way, but to show him how thankful she was, she had marked him and their relationship had turned into that of siblings. Then during the last war on their way to Bobby's panic room, they had gotten separated and Charlie had been killed by a demon named Anna-Charlie's lover from when she was a demon. Since her death Ash had put his life entirely into being a converter, converting every demon who requested it and put them into the double-agent program so that they could find their perfect mate.

Dean took Ash's hand, "Nice to meet you."

Ash nodded and scooted to that everyone could sit. By the time it came to Dean and Castiel only one place was left. "Go ahead, Cass."

"No, Dean. You sit I'm fine standing."

"Okay," Dean sat down and looked at Cass. An idea popped into his head. "Come here," He told Castiel, patting his lap.

Castiel looked at him skeptically for a moment, before coming forward and sitting. An ear splitting noise somewhere between a squeal and a sigh made everyone at the table jump. Everyone turned to Becky who was grinning at Castiel and Dean. "You guys are the sweetest, cutest, most innocent couple ever!"

"Judging by the way Dean's walking, I wouldn't say they were too innocent."

The group turned to see Garth coming over and plopping down on Becky's lap. "Miss me?" He asked the table.

Everyone mumbled a "Yeah, sure" as Becky squealed and pulled Garth closer to herself, as Chuck looked at Garth with jealously.

Dean gave Castiel a questioning look at the exchange. "Later," Castiel whispered. Dean nodded, looping his arms around Castiel's waist and rested his chin on his left shoulder.

"I may be sick," Jo commented, walking over with a faint smile on her lips. She motioned for Garth to scoot over. He shifted from Becky's lap to Chuck's. "Keep going." Garth continued until he was on Ash's lap. Jo crawled over until she was on Gabriel's lap. "Hey, there," She purred.

"Not my type," Gabriel told her gently.

"God-fucking-dammit!" She huffed crossing her arms. "Why not?"

"Gay," he told her with a small smile.

She sighed and settled into his lap in a less flirtatious way. "Anyways, I'm Jo."

"Gabriel." He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "I do like you, Jo. You've got a spark about you that almost makes me wish I was straight. Almost. You wanna be my fag-hag?"

Jo's face lit up. She wasn't entirely sure what the term meant, but she didn't particularly care at that moment in time. She nodded, pecking Gabriel on the cheek.

"Now I'm gonna be sick," Ash teased her.

"I don't understand," Castiel whispered into Dean's ear, "Is there some kind of illness going around?"

"You need to bet out more, baby," Dean told him, kissing behind his ear.

"I thought you were my baby?"

"We're each other's babies," Dean assured him. He could get used to this. Relaxing with people he could call friends. With Castiel. He's only been in the 2500s for two days and he already liked it better than the 2000's. Even if he had to take the bad with the good, it would be the same in any time. Now, Dean decided, all he needed to do was end Lucifer's reign, get Sammy back, and do the 2500s version of marrying Cass.

A/N#2: So there it is! The next Chapter should be up by Saturday. And as always please leave me reviews :)

Facts: The title is a reference to The Lord Of The Rings because I'm a total LOTR nerd.

Leviathan's being metal alloy is a reference to Terminator 2 Judgement Day,

Oh and the name of the town-since I forgot to mention it before is Himmel. The word Himmel is the German word for Heaven.