I'm really really sorry if this story is getting confusing from jumping around so much but that's just what Dean is doing. He has no idea what is going on and keeps popping up into random places.
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*Remember when I say 'Gabriel', picture Lucifer's body and wings. When I say 'Lucifer', picture Gabriel's body and wings. When I say 'Michael', picture Dean's body. When I say 'Dean', picture Michael's body and wings. Try to avoid this confusion.
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Chapter 55: Freaky Sunday 7:
Dean froze as he gazed around the scenery. Everything appeared almost completely normal. Several buildings stood tall, the glass gleaming with the reflection of the sky. Other smaller brick and paneled buildings stood between the larger places. The roads were paved smoothly and Dean could still smell the fresh tar. The sky was strange, though…the only thing that was different. Instead of a blue or gray or black, it was a reddish orange. The 'sun' or whatever it was looked more like an extremely close moon, the craters even very noticeable. It was colored an almost blood red; again, Dean was astonished at how large it was. It seemed to take up at least a quarter of the visible sky. The air smelled more fresh and crisp than anything Dean had experienced. It had hints of something sweet and spicy at the same time.
He turned his head when he felt Michael grab his arm. Michael leaned in and began to whisper "We should really be getting back now. I don't like this place."
Dean jumped a bit when he felt the tingling sensation rush from Michael fingertips, up his arm and through his body. He shivered and pulled his arm away. He took a deep breath and let all six of the wings unfurl. They felt amazing in the atmosphere of wherever they were.
"Your wings are so beautiful," a voice sounded behind him. Dean quickly turned to be face-to-face with another angel. She was beautiful with smooth, porcelain skin and perfect features. Her eyes were unusually large and cat-like. The color was like a turquoise ocean in the Bahamas. She was wearing a short but fitted pearly white dress, revealing her cleavage. Her hair was long, reaching down to her lower back, curled and colored beach blonde. She had two small but beautifully shaped pearly white and sparkling blue wings behind her. She smiled warmly "My name is Sachael," she said in a voice that was as smooth as water running in a creek. Dean gave her a smile and her eyes widened even more when he took a good look at him. She gasped and backed up, holding a hand over her mouth "I-it can't be," she whispered.
Dean knit his eyebrows "Do I know you?" he asked, realizing that he could see her grace. It was cool and a softer white-blue than any other angels he had seen as an archangel.
"Michael," she gasped. She immediately lowered her head, facing the ground as she gave somewhat of a curtsey. Her wings closed behind her, pointed to the ground.
Michael tilted his head at her as he tried to recall which angel this was. He had heard her name before. He knew all of the angels because that was who he was and he always looked out for the others. He scanned his brain for remembrance and felt his stomach turn when he recalled "Sachael," he said "I remember you."
She turned her head slightly, still leaned over for who she thought was Michael "I'm afraid I do not know you."
Michael smiled "Stand up," he said.
She turned to Dean, who was lifting his eyebrows "You don't need to do that."
She nodded quickly, straightening out as she allowed her wings to sway in relaxation. She beamed "I haven't seen you in ages, Michael."
Dean shook his head "I'm not Michael, sweetheart…well, I do have his grace and wings at the moment but I'm not him mentally."
She tilted her head in a similar manner to all of the other angels "How is that possible?"
"I'm Michael," Michael said, smiling softly. A look that made Dean's face look inviting.
Sachael turned to him "How can I believe that? You are nothing but a human."
Michael shook his head "Yes it's unfortunate but we were cursed to swap bodies by Iris," he explained.
Sachael's eyes widened and she nodded "Now it makes sense. Has she been taken care of yet?"
Michael nodded and closed his hands together "She will be in two weeks," he said "For now, though. I need to make sure we stay alive. But I have to ask. How long have you been here? I had thought you died."
Sachael smiled sadly "That day in battle, I had tried to fly away but a demon had thrown me before I could take the correct route," she explained "Well, I ended up here…in this universe. I was captured by a couple of demons and they had placed a bracelet around my wrist. I haven't been able to leave since."
Dean felt his stomach drop as he darted his eyes to the bracelet on his hand "You can't leave because of the bracelet?" he asked
She shook her head "As far as I can tell, it is the bracelet," she turned her eyes to the invisible link between Michael and Dean. She turned her eyes to Michael "Did you…?"
Michael nodded, feeling his stomach turn "I had to. Some demon named Clyde was about to take him. He knew who I was…or he knew who Archangel Michael is."
She bit down on her lip before frowning "Well you're lucky he didn't claim your grace. He is one rotten creature," Sachael said "He would have drained every ounce of grace in you within a week."
Michael lifted his eyebrows and turned to Dean, who was clutching his stomach in fear. He had gotten the feel of Michael's grace and was becoming used to it. He couldn't imagine something happening to it.
"Hello there. Would you care to donate blood for the hungry children in Vampalin?" a man's voice suddenly asked.
Dean, Michael and Sachael each turned to face the man who stood there. He was very tall and lanky but had well-toned muscles. His hair was cropped short in a high and tight and his eyes were a bright, almost glowing greenish-yellow color. His pupils were enlarged as he stared down at them.
Dean could instantly tell that this man was not a human. He could tell by the scent he gave off which reminded him of a wet dog "And you are?" he asked.
The man smiled, beaming slightly long double canines "My name is Nathan. I am head of the Nathan Rendular Foundation," he said.
Dean lifted his eyebrows "Am I supposed to know what that means?"
"They are the most successful foundation in helping feed the hungered vampires," Sachael said "Its run entirely by werewolves."
"Wow," Dean said "I don't like this place. Why don't you just chop off all of the vampire's heads. That'll solve their hunger issue."
Nathan narrowed his eyes "You must be from that universe with Earth, huh?" he asked, his face twisting in disgust "You can leave now. We do not want your pathetic, selfish kind here."
"How do you know so much about our universe?" Michael questioned curiously.
Nathan turned to him "We have developed technology enough to watch over you. I must admit, you are way behind in the times. Eventually, you will all come to realize we can live together without death."
Dean ground his teeth, feeling energy start to build up inside of him. It began to start throbbing from the grace, moving into his fingertips. He knew he was about to do some smiting. He couldn't just stand around, surrounded by supernatural creatures and not kill them. It was impossible.
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Castiel perked his head up as he felt a tug through the bond. Something was off, though. Something was happening to Dean and he could literally feel it. Almost like it was becoming more distant. He was being surrounded by another grace that wasn't Castiel's. He quickly unfurled his wings, letting the deep ebony feathers stretch out as far as they could go. He was pointing the ends out in a manner in which he could take a quick flight.
"Cas? You find them?" Sam asked, turning around. He noticed the deep dark feathers almost glimmering in shades of blue in the sunset. He was so in awe over them that he couldn't even think clearly.
Lucifer and Gabriel walked out of a cave a moment later. Lucifer had claw marks over his face but a smile on his lips. Gabriel was walking beside him with his own smirk playing at his lips and a claw mark across his neck. They laughed silently to each other as they walked over. Immediately, the two archangels noticed Castiel's position and they followed suit, unfurling and spreading their own wings.
"Where are we heading?" Gabriel asked arching an eyebrow.
Castiel just stared blankly, his mind roaming to Dean…or Michael, rather…and where they could be. He didn't like feeling another angel's grace all over Dean and it made him really upset. Once he clicked into where they were, he grabbed Sam's forearm and took off.
"Hey!" Lucifer shouted, thrashing his wings to follow as Gabriel did.
Sam groaned when his feet finally hit solid ground. His stomach flipped uncomfortably and he felt nauseous. It wasn't that he hated flying – because that didn't bother him – it was all of the intense flights in a row. Now wherever they were reminded him of some sort of wonderland with pinkish skies and odd buildings. It was too bright and he immediately felt a headache coming along.
"I like this place," Lucifer suddenly said, a large smile forming on his face. He turned to Castiel and Gabriel, who were both gazing around the strange place with goofy grins on their faces. All six of their wings spilled out without their control and just lay on the ground around them.
"So where are Dean and Michael?" Sam asked, wondering why they were smiling like that.
"I don't really care," Gabriel said, gazing over at the S-curved building as the warmth spread though him. He could feel it warming the icy grace inside of him and his wings shuddered with joy.
"You make me look stupid, Gabby," Lucifer said, watching the look on Gabriel's face.
Gabriel snorted and laughed "At least I don't look like I'm constipated," he glanced at Castiel with that one.
Castiel just tilted his head slightly before letting out a laugh, a huge smile spread onto his face. He remembered when he was trying to fly in that restaurant and Dean said it looked like he was trying to poop. It wasn't really funny to Castiel then but now thinking about it made him want to laugh. He began to imagine a baby in a trench coat with a scrunched face.
"You guys alright?" Sam asked, knowing something had to be wrong. They were acting extremely strange.
"Hey there!" a voice shouted and Sam spun to see two men walking over. The tags on their coats read the names 'Clyde' and 'Richard'. Both of their eyes flashed into their demonic colors when they set on Gabriel and Lucifer.
"Come to daddy," Lucifer said, opening his arms to the demons. They just smiled as they stared at him.
"Three more archangels?" Richard asked "We are just lucky today, I suppose."
Sam felt his stomach turn "Wait…did you see another archangel?"
Clyde scowled and his nostrils flared in anger. He knew Dean and Michael must have done something to piss these demons off. Sam smirked a little, knowing that it sounded perfectly reasonable.
"I'm taking both of these ones," Clyde sneered, pointing to Gabriel and Castiel. He turned to Richard "And you can send that one to Aaron," he pointed to Lucifer.
Lucifer just smiled sheepishly "But I want to be with my brothers," he said "And who is Aaron."
"You aren't taking anyone, you hear me," Sam growled, clenching his fists. It was a moment like this that made him wish he still had demon blood in him so he could torture them "Where is my brother?"
Clyde chuckled while Richard walked out of wherever they were.
"So much anger," Gabriel crooned, placing a hand on Sam's cheek. He pinched it slightly, beaming white teeth "Moosey need a hug?"
Sam felt his cheeks flush in embarrassment as he smacked Gabriel's hand away. He ground his teeth and turned to his angel "Do something? Are you seriously going to let these demons control you?"
Gabriel just smiled wider "Why are you so angry?" he asked "Feel the love, Sammy."
Sam lifted his eyebrows, turning to Lucifer, who was starting to tickle Castiel. Sam watched in amazement that he could still see their wings. Castiel's were thrashing and twitching as he tried to curl in a ball to hide from Lucifer's tickle attack. Sam had never seen any of the angels so happy before and it was alarming. Something was definitely wrong.
Sam jumped when he felt Gabriel grab the sides of his face. He lifted his eyebrows when he felt those lips against his. They were soft but ice cold; he let out a small groan when he felt Gabriel's tongue push through his lips. He closed his eyes as he imagined sucking on an ice cube from the temperature. It was somewhat thrilling, though and made his blood rush. He kissed back for a moment before realizing that Gabriel was in Lucifer's body. That was why he felt so cold.
Lucifer lifted his eyebrows as he watched his body being mauled by Sam. He grinned "Damn Sammy…I have to admit. We look damn fine together."
Sam pulled away to stare at Gabriel in Lucifer's body. His blood felt like ice in his veins; he licked his lips, wanting more of Gabriel. He took a deep breath and stepped away, his cheeks flushed scarlet when he noticed everyone watching them.
"Ow!" Gabriel hissed when he felt something electrical press into his arm. He turned to see Castiel and Lucifer receive the same treatment. Clyde was reading a screen "We have here…Archangel Gabriel, Archangel Castiel and Archangel Lucifer," his voice rose excitedly when he read the name 'Lucifer'.
"That's me," Lucifer said with a smirk "Father of all demons."
Richard was already in the room, holding two sets of golden chains. He stared at the screen from over Clyde's shoulder "That one is Lucifer?" he asked, pointing to Gabriel.
"I believe they are in the same situation as the angel we came across before," Clyde said "But yes, the grace in that body is Lucifer."
Gabriel sighed and threw an arm around Sam. He pressed a kiss onto his cheek before turning back to the demons.
"Imagine what kind of money a demon would pay for Lucifer," Richard was whispering to Clyde "We would be set for eternity."
"But there would be a lot of demons who would want to free him. If he managed to break out of our hold right now, we are all screwed," Clyde said "I wouldn't let him go."
"Let's go Gabriel," Sam whispered.
"Hey!" Lucifer shouted "I wanna hear secrets. Are we telling secrets?" he was staring at Sam and Gabriel.
"I'll tell you a secret," Castiel hissed at Lucifer.
Lucifer's eyes lit and he leaned his head towards Castiel, who cupped a hand on the side of Lucifer's ear as he whispered softly.
Both of them began to literally giggle and Lucifer pulled back, letting out a loud laugh. Both of them turned their eyes to Sam and Gabriel, who were now curious to what was said. From the look on Lucifer's face, it had to be good.
"Wow Sammy," Lucifer said, his eyes lit with amusement.
"Stop calling me that!" Sam growled in annoyance "Are you high or something?"
"You can say they are," Clyde said with a few of the bracelet things. He walked over to Sam and Gabriel.
Sam ground his teeth and stood in front of Gabriel, who was starting to put his wrist out.
Clyde stopped "We can do this the easy way or the hard way," he said slowly "Give me the angel and you'll live."
Sam shook his head and checked his pockets for a weapon. He silently prayed that the demon blade was there. He hissed out when he felt his entire body ignite in a fiery pain. It was running through his veins and chest. He winced and tried to remain strong but the pain was unbearable and he found himself clutching at his chest.
Gabriel knit his eyebrows when he watched Sam in pain like that. He was about to speak when he felt cool gold over his wrist. He watched it in wonder as the two ends twisted together into a knot of some sort before smoothing out. He watched as Clyde began to move the second chain to his own wrist. Gabriel smirked and snatched the chain from the demons hand.
Clyde's eyes widened "Give it back."
Gabriel shook his head and grabbed Sam's arm. He let his grace heal Sam of his internal injury. Sam gasped in relief and turned his head to watch Gabriel hold his wrist. Gabriel held the bracelet over it and turned his eyes to the human "Moosey," he said "Will you marry me?"
Sam pressed his lips together and felt his cheeks redden. He didn't say anything and Gabriel took that as a 'yes'. He placed the golden chain against Sam's skin. It twisted and locked together and the golden thread spread from one of their wrists to the other. It was only seconds after that when Gabriel snapped out of it, returning to a normal mindset.
Sam shuddered at the feeling that rushed through him the moment the bracelets connected. He stared at Gabriel, watching as his pupils shrunk back to normal size. Confusion filled that face before anger. He gave Sam a worrisome look before spinning his head to see Clyde snapping a bracelet over Castiel's wrist.
"Oh no you don't," Gabriel growled, his wings shooting out in defense. He shot through the air, slamming into Clyde's back. The demon cried out as he crashed onto the ground. Gabriel ground his teeth and his lips curled as he slammed his palm onto the back of the demons head. A bright, blinding white light flashed through the room from the demon, who was screaming in agony. Once the light faded, Gabriel stood up and turned to see the other demon, Richard, running in the opposite direction. Sam jumped in front of him, the demon blade clutched into his fist. He slammed the dagger into the demon's chest. He watched as the bones inside the body flickered in light before fading. The body slumped onto the floor.
"That looked so friggen awesome," Lucifer said with wide eyes. He was sucking on a lollipop, his wings swaying in relaxation.
Castiel had his head tilted as he stared at the bracelet on his wrist. He lifted his arm, watching the chain dangle and glimmer in the sunlight.
Gabriel stared at it and then at the second one on the ground. He lifted it up to inspect; the chain had somewhat of a glow around it from some powerful magic.
"Why don't I get one?" Lucifer whined, crossing his arms "It's not fair."
Gabriel smirked widely as he came up with the idea of binding Castiel and Lucifer together. Not only would it be hilarious but it would snap them out of the high they were in. He held it up "Here. Take this one," he said.
Lucifer beamed as he snatched the chain from Gabriel's hand. He placed it on his wrist, smiling as it hooked around him. He let out a deep breath and his wings twitched at the lovely sensations rushing though his body from the bracelet. Castiel's eyes were wide with something like fear as he felt the same sensations.
"Why did you do that?" Sam asked as he watched Castiel and Lucifer's pupils becoming smaller.
Gabriel laughed "Because it would be funny," he said.
"You don't even know what these do," Sam pointed out, lifting his arm containing the bracelet. A thin thread revealed for a moment before vanishing again.
Gabriel shrugged "Can't be that bad," he said.
"What is going on?" Castiel suddenly asked, noticing the way he was connected to Lucifer. His grace shuddered inside of him in fear.
Gabriel just smiled "You're stuck with Luci till we figure this all out," he said simply "Now let's get out of here and find Deano and Mikie."
Lucifer grinned slightly and turned to Castiel. He wiggled his eyebrows and winked "Hey baby," he said.
Castiel scowled and tried to pry the chain off of his wrist but it wouldn't budge. He could literally feel Lucifer. Lucifer was very relaxed and happy at the moment. He didn't even care that he was attached to Castiel. He thought it was funny.
Castiel was about to hurt Lucifer when he felt something. All three archangels froze, their wings shooting out in defense as they felt powerful grace shooting through the air. They all turned to each other, knowing it was indeed a very strong angel.
"Seems like Deano is doing some smiting," Gabriel said, clapping his hands. He rubbed them together and took a deep breath "Let's go get em'."
Castiel was out the door before anyone could reply. He swung it open and froze when he watched at least four buildings ignited in flames and crumbling to the ground. All different types of creatures were scurrying around the streets to escape while large chunks of debris fell over the street. There were a few bodies littering the sidewalk already. In the midst of all the smoke and debris was Dean. All six of those silvery blue wings were spread wide, glimmering in the sunlight. Dean was holding out a hand which was lit in white light. He shot it at another building where several large wolf-like creatures were hurrying out of. A loud crack indicated that it was about to crumble.
"Dean!" Castiel shouted, running over to his lover. Dean froze for a split second, his eyes landing on Castiel. His face was twisted in rage and his eyes were blank before he turned back to the killing. Castiel knew that Dean wasn't himself. He was in full archangel wrath mode. The same mindset Michael goes into when he has to do something. Dean wouldn't be able to control himself if he wanted to. This was very bad.
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I hope this is okay for you. I've been having a really hard time writing these past few days. But my muse is starting to kick back in. :D. I'm already getting started on the next chapter. Please please leave reviews. They really do mean a lot. I love the support and your suggestions. ^-^. I will be moving on to a few of them next. Hehe.
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