AN: Goooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the delay guys! Life, doctor visits, finishing stories, getting over sinus infections and head colds, life in general got in the way. So sorry y'all! I'm doing much better now and ready to get back to writing! Although updates may be a little slow this week depending. But I know you guys will still be here! So thanks you guys for your patience. Anyways! Devaint Art stalkers I know you've been waiting for art work, it's coming I promise! I'm just having some minor issues. Once they're solved art work will be posted! I plan on doing some art work for upcoming fics. So be on the look out! I have new fics I want to get as well such as the second Brother's Three 'verse. They'll be posted on the board tomorrow. So you guys have been guessing who took Sammy. Azazel...Nope! Alaister? Nope not him either. Let's go see what crazy plot twist I've come up with this time! When we last left off Sammy was finally on the mend only to be taken by...who? Let's go see!
Enjoy!
All mistakes are my own but it's those plot bunnies and brain ninjas faults!
Serious Plot Twist!
Sam awoke groggy and disoriented. He tried to move but found he was restrained to the stone slab he was lying on. He also found he was gagged. He struggled against his restraints until he heard the door open and he went still pretending he was still unconsious.
The being walked in and saw his percious burden was still unconsious. He smiled crookedly. His prize looked amazing, peaceful, so...innocent while he slept.
"Wakey wakey Sammy boy." The being cooed as he stroke the boys cheek lovingly.
Sam let his eyes flutter. He could pull off the sleepy look since he was still pretty sleepy from whatever the being did to him. He looked up to his captors face and gasped behind the gag.
"Surprised? You shouldn't be. I know you thought that dimwit Azazel might've captured you but low and behold it was me. Your very own father." John said with a wicked smile.
Sam mumbled something around his gag but John knew what he was asking.
"Why am I doing this?" John asked. "Because you ruined everything. I went to Hell because of you, and then was brought back. I thanked you for that and then you had to go and ruin that. I escaped judgement and found Azazel, killed him and drank his blood. Now I'm a demon. And you my boy are going back to Hell so Dean and I can be the prefect hunting team."
Sam's eyes widened and he started to struggle again.
"Now now Samuel. Stop sturggling or you'll hurt yourself before I get a chance to have my fun before sending you back to Hell." John said picking up a scapel.
Sam struggled more and hissed when John cut his stomach with the scapel. He grunted when John shoved the inside the cut that was made and screamed when he twisted it. John pulled out the scapel and smiled twistedly. He patted his son's cheek.
"Only a hundred more Sammy boy." John chuckled.
'He's crazy! Dean! Please help me!' Sammy pleaded in his mind.
"Now Sammy. Try to stay awake as long as you can." John said.
Sam couldn't help the screams as his father sliced him.
Elsewhere
Dean was going crazy! Who took his Sammy was in for it! He was talking about a serious beat down! No mercy! Human or not, his baby was stolen! And that's a no no!
"Dean would you sit still boy! Your going to pace yourself sick." Bobby said.
"I can't help it Bobby! My baby boy is there somewhere and the being is doing God knows what to him! Sam was finally getting better and this asshole shows up! When we find him, no mercy!" Dean ranted.
Bobby sighed. If he knew one thing it was that Dean was fiercely over protective of Sammy. If he got sick or hurt you met Momma Dean. And Momma Dean was quite scary. Gentle with Sam yes, he was always gentle with Sam, but everyone else needed to keep their distance or lose a limb. Touching Dean's baby was a no no unless he trusted you which was a rare case.
"Please tell you have something Bobby." Dean asked as he sat down in the chair in front of the desk.
"Well. Near as I figure the being is demonic." Bobby said.
"Demonic? A demon took Sammy? You don't think Azazel did it do you?" Dean asked.
"It's likely. Maybe he got pissed that Sam escaped Hell somehow." Bobby said.
"It wasn't Azazel." A voice said.
The two men looked at the figure in the trench coat.
"Who are you? And how do you know?" Dean asked.
"Because. I was the one that rescued Samuel from Hell. I am Castiel, angel of the lord." Castiel said.
"Angel? Angels don't exist." Bobby said.
Castiel manipulated the lights in the room so they were casted on him and then revealed the shadows of his wings.
Dean and Bobby were awe struck. An angel stood in their midst. An actual angel.
"Okay. Castiel was it?" Dean asked.
The angel nodded.
"Cas. You said Azazel didn't take me brother. Who did?" Asked Dean.
"Azazel was killed by the one who took your brother. The one that took your brother was your father." Castiel said.
"M my father? As in John Winchester my father?" Dean asked.
"Yes. He escaped from judgement and found Azazel. He killed him and drank his blood. John Winchester is now a demon." Castiel said.
Dean took a minute to process everything and when he did, it wasn't good. Momma Dean wasn't happy.
"That sonuvabitch! When I get my hands on him I'll send him back to Hell!" Dean shouted.
"Dean calm down. We don't even know where John is." Bobby said.
"You do not. I do however." Castiel said.
"Take me to him! Now!" Dean demanded.
"We'll go. But first." Castiel said and placed his hand on Dean's chest.
When the angel removed his hand Dean looked at his chest and saw some sort of tattoo.
"What is this?" Dean asked.
"Anti possession tattoo. In case Johnathon decides to come back from the dead now that he is demonic, he can try to possess you. This mark will prevent it. I have given Samuel one already after I rescued him." Castiel said.
"Really?" Dean asked.
The angel nodded.
Flashback
Castiel returned that night to check on his charge. His father had now placed the Winchester brothers in his hands. Castiel placed his hand on the boys chest and then removed it revealing a tattoo.
"I was told you were evil. But I see no such thing in you. When you were Hell it opened my eyes. My superiors were wrong. You are also clean of the demon blood. This marking I gave you, will prevent you from being possessed should the demons come after you." Castiel said.
He looked at the sleeping and a small smile graced his lips. He gently brushed the hair out of the boys eyes.
"Sleep well Samuel. We will meet again. Little brother." Castiel said disappearing into the night.
End of Flashback
Dean and Bobby looked shocked from the revealation. Sam was free of the poison in his blood, and they had a guardian angel.
"Let's go get Sammy back. Bobby stay here. Just in case if well you know." Dean said.
"I know you idjits. Demons can't enter no how right now anyways. I made sure of it." Bobby said.
"Good. We shall return soon." Castiel said.
The angel placed two fingers on Deans forehead and the two disappeared.
"Be careful." Bobby whispered.
Meanwhile
John set down the bloody scapel and smiled at his barely breathing son. He patted his cheek lovingly and healed most of the wounds.
"Don't want you dying on me yet. Now then let's continue." John said.
He picked up a drill and smiled a smile so wicked other demon would've cringed.
"This will hurt a lot." John chuckled.
Sam's muffled and ragged screams filled the air once more. His only thought was..
Dean...help me...
Oh man. And Cassie! Whee!
Until Next Time! Gabe: HI EVERYONE! Me: Gabe!
