Chapter 11
Dean roared in rage when he spotted two women rushing at them, weapons pointed to them. One of them froze upon seeing him.
"Dean Winchester…. We were told you were dead." The first bitch said, pointing her gun straight at him.
"Yeah well you heard wrong." Dean snarled.
"Well, now we must kill you." Bitch two spoke up, looking far to eager.
Gabriel stepped up, laughing loudly. "As if you could kill me… I'm pretty pissed right now. Lucifer is pissed. CROWLEY is pissed. You have earned yourself a one way ticket downstairs." Gabriel's eyes were glowing golden.
"Ahhh little angel. We have things that can kill an angel." The first said looking far to smug.
Gabriel grinned. And damn if Dean didn't know he was on his side… he would be terrified. "I'm the Archangel Gabriel. And I'm here to save my little brother, and of course Sammy."
For the first time, shock and fear began to set in to the women. Dean stepped closer to them when a hand slapping down on an angel banishing sigil rang out. With a blast like a bomb, the blinding lights disappeared. Gabriel was gone.
"An archangel. What a prize. We will have to find a way to capture him. Now, back to business…" she cocked the gun, her partner doing the same, pointed at Mary. A man stepped out from behind the door, smirking.
"Now… I'm Arthur Ketch…what's going to happen is you are going to give up or… die." He sneered at them. Then Dean lunged.
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Sam jumped awake when the door blew in. Pain shot through his limbs and his muscles tensed. Next to him, Castiel's blue eyes were wide. Celestial white light blinded Sam. But this light was different.. It was tinted with reds, and blacks. Lucifer. The blinding light hovered for a moment before coming to Sam. Sam glared, his eyes burning.
Then in a blink he was gone and Castiel was screaming. Sam struggled to his knees, worried for the angel.
"Cas?" Sam watched Castiel spasm, the blue eyes rolling in Castiel's skull.
"CAS! HELP! HELP US!" Sam's voice broke as he roared out.
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It hadn't been an easy fight. Dean had a few deep wounds, one in his shoulder and his vision wasn't as sharp as usual. Mary had a bullet graze on her left arm. And they probably would have lost if not for the red eyed King of Hell. He trotted next to them, not a mark on him, his suit still perfect, go figure.
Toni Bevelle cracked easily under the press of a blade. She knew her torture but she hadn't been the apprentice of Alistair… she and the other woman was dead. The man was at least unconscious. Dean didn't care… his baby brother was close.
Note! So im suprised to say that this story is almost done! i could have gone on longer but due to having so many stories, i felt like it was ok to end it where i did. if i get a lot of feedback and demand for a sequel or more, i will come back to this. but only after i have almost completed some of my other stories. if you havent read them, please do! Moonlight Son, Hell Will Quake and Heaven Will Cry and Im Addicted to You are my top stories so im trying to juggle all of them! they are going to be on the longer side. LEAVE ME A REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! REVIEWS MAKE MORE STORY AND SOONER UPDATES!
