Benny Lafitte leaned against the trunk of a tree as the Wendigo fell to the ground dead. Although he wanted nothing more than to lay down and close his eyes, he didn't. For Benny, everyday was a fight for survival. Some days he did and some days he didn't, the days he didn't was usually when he ran across one of the eating machines; but he never stayed dead. He always came back no matter who many times he died, he always came back.
That was the nature of Purgatory. Kill or be killed in an endless game of cat and mouse. Today the wily Cajun just happened to be the cat instead of the mouse. Normally if he just avoided the eating machines he would live long enough to find a fairly defensible spot and hunker down for the night but today was not a normal day.
Benny felt it, a sense of fearful anticipation, kind of like knowing a storm was brewing in the Gulf. When you've boarded up the house and nothing was left to do except wait for it to hit and ride it out. Benny pushed himself upright, and headed into the woods. Whatever was coming, Benny didn't want it to catch him out in the open. Benny left the clearing and headed into the woods he was almost to a cave that he knew of when it happened.
The gust of wind that rushed through the woods was powerful enough to sweep him off of his feet. He was at the mercy of a wind more powerful than he had seen in all his years of hurricanes on the bayou. It slammed him into a tree and then blackness.
When Benny awoke he was confused and trapped. Packed tightly among wendigos, werewolves, shapeshifters and those eating machines. Unable to move or even gain enough breath to speak. Benny fought his panic and tried to figure out where he was.
Eventually he won out over his panic and could hear words that seemed to hang in the air all around him. Castiel...Angel...Revenge...Winchester...Hungry... Earth.
The one word that stuck in Benny's head was Earth. Benny turned all his effort into listening to the whispers and puzzling out what they meant.
It took while but Benny finally deciphered the meanings. He along with every other soul in Purgatory were stuck inside of an angel named Castiel. A murderous angel who was cutting a path of destruction through Heaven and Hell. Winchester was a family name. It belonged to two young men Sam and Dean. The hunters that had sent quite a few of the souls he constantly fought against to Purgatory, but he also learned that the Earth still stood thanks to these two. Judgement Day had come and gone and no one on Earth was the wiser.
Benny also realized that the whispers he was hearing were coming from the eating machines. This angel Castiel had opened a door and brought them back to Earth. He now had a name for these creatures, Leviathan and the Leviathan were hungry. Earth was nothing more than a feast to them, they would eat everything and everyone. Benny had family on Earth, a Great-granddaughter so the idea of these Leviathan eating everyone was an upsetting one for him.
Benny was still pondering on what to do when he was suddenly ripped out of the angel's body. Benny realized that Castiel was sending them all back to Purgatory. It was a good idea but the angel didn't know what he had pulled out. Benny watched in Horror as the Leviathans clung to the doorway that connected them to the Angel's body. While a handful of the things got sucked back into the dark woods of Purgatory, Benny could only look on in horror as the door closed, the majority of the Leviathan on the other side.