Hello all and welcome to...CHAPTER 11!

When writing this i was currently on the bus to Scottish parliament with my school so yeah xD. One must not doddle on, so without any further information.

Onto the story!

'So I can't tell anyone?' The young prince asks for the third time.

He had been over this with him many times.

Rule number 1: Don't tell anyone.

Rule number 2: Don't try to use your powers.

Rule number 3: Stay out of trouble

It was simple really. But at least the prince was being cautious about it and not taking it as a joke. True that he had a brother and would probably tell him, but the other angels have been watching the brother closely and he poses as no threat, so he could be told.

'No one, unless there is no other option, you will be allowed to tell your brother, under strict circumstances and if he doesn't believe you, angels are allowed to preform a small miracle to prove that they mean no harm. But that is your last option on your list. And unless need be you shall not tell him, it could put him in serious danger!' Jophiel replied to the earlier question.

'Sammy? Hell no! I'm not getting him mixed up in all this crap!' Dean shouted loudly.

Yes that was understandable but the day might come, maybe in the near future where he would have to tell his brother about his role, and yes at first Samuel would not take it well but he loves his brother too much to abandon him when he needs him the most. And not telling may cause a feud between the brothers. Dean will slowly drift apart, with his training and all he will spend less time with the younger and more time with his true brothers and sisters. But from the moment that he tells his brother, Sam will be put in harms way, he could be killed for this.

There is no time to waste, jophiel has to get back to his brothers and sisters and inform them that their prince will be coming back to heaven, and in a few years they will be ready for war against all threats!

'We must part ways now' Jophiel starts 'I have much business that needs to be attended to back in heaven. I will tell our brothers and sisters that you have agreed to fight along side us. When we are ready we will get in touch with you, when you wake up this will all seem like a dream, like a figment of your imagination. Listen to me now, this is not a dream. It is far from it. You are our prince and you will be coming home.'

Dean opened his mouth to speak but the other angel put his hand on the princes head and was instantaneously transported back into the hospital bed he was lying on not moments before (well in real time) he awoke quickly, taking sharp breaths he sits up and recalls everything that has just happened to him…

Meanwhile...

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN THAT I CANT TELL ANYONE!" Castiel screamed at the demon.

It was obvious the prince was angry, but why he did not know. He was only asked to obey a few rules to keep his identity hidden, you never knew who could be listening to a harmless conversation. So it was safety precaution. It was for his own good, and still he yelled at Botis.

"Young prince, you have to understand that this is for your own safety, if any of our enemy's find out that you are even still alive they will not hesitate to make that fact untrue." His voice was stern, getting the point through to the prince has already proven difficult.

"What enemy's?" He asked "And you said I was powerful so I can just fuck those bitches up anyway"

His determination was good at least.

"Yes sir, you have the potential to be a great demon" Botis started "But you need to undergo a lot of training and tests. Right now you are, what you may call, an amateur."

Botis was not doing a good job trying to make friends with the prince.

"Me! Me an amateur I am an expert at everything including this bibbity-bobbity-boo crap! I could gank your ass in a second...probably"

Castiel only gets a slight nod in exchange for the small threat directed at Botis.

He was running out of time, he had duties to attend to back in hell, yes they were nasty business but he would give anything to do them instead of staying here with this brat...I mean prince.

So with a quick touch, it was done, the young prince was sent back to his room, left alone, left with no answers...