Chapter 15 – God
"Castiel!" Serena shouted, now the odds were uneven, two humans against a roomful of demons, "well I had worst," but Serena couldn't remember the worst time than this.
Yellow-eyes grinned at her, "Lucifer's going to love playing with you," he lisped, his eyes glowing.
"Darien, I don't think we'll make it out of here alive," Serena grabbed his hand, "We die fighting." Darien nodded, widening his stance, ready to fight.
"Stop it right there!" a voice shouted; in walked a man with dirty brown hair and beard, slim, wearing a two-day-old stained shirt and black pants. He sauntered passed the demons as if he owned the place, walking up to Yellow-eyes as if they're old friends.
"I take a nap, and my timeline goes to hell, literally," The man's hands flew up in exasperation. His pale eyes scanned the room, taking in every demon and human there, tsking, his tongue making that awful clucking sound a mom would make when upset with her kids.
"The seasons are mixing, not on my watch," He clicked his tongue again, "this is my favourite show; you're not going to ruin it for me."
Everyone stared at each other in confusion, wondering who this man is.
"Who the hell are you?" Azazel glared at the newcomer.
"Chuck, but you know me as God," Chuck crossed his arms.
All the demons bowed before him, some slinking out the door.
"This is ridiculous," Crowley scoffed, "God took off a long time ago."
"No, this isn't your season, begone," with a snap of Chuck's fingers, Crowley vanished from sight, leaving Serena's crystal hanging in the air, as if on an invisible string.
Chuck's hard eyes met everyone in the room. He zapped most of the demons and brought back Azazal's son from the dead.
Chuck stared at Yellow-eyes, "You've got work to do. You will not remember what took place in this room once you leave, neither will your kids." Yellow-eyes, quick to leave, scurrying out of the room with Meg and Tom on his heels.
The door slammed, leaving Serena and Darien alone in the room.
"Billy told you to send them back, you did great with the girls, but this man does not belong here," With another snap of his fingers, a golden rose shot out of her crystal, wrapping itself around Darien.
Darien screamed, trying to fight it, but it overpowered him. He turned into Tuxedo Mask, his hand trying to grab for Serena, but his fingers turned ghost-like; he vanished.
"Now what?" Serena was left alone in a room with God, not something on her bucket list.
"You can't go home, but she can," God pointed at the crystal.
Serena's heart hammered as the pink lily flew from her chest; it wrapped itself around the crystal, breaking it in two. Sailor Moon's ghost-like image floated in front of one of the crystal's.
Sailor moon cupped the crystal, becoming solid. She smiled at Serena, "I missed our conversations."
Serena nodded, giving a weak smile. "We will be one once more."
"No, you won't," God cut in.
He waltzed over to Sailor Moon and grasped the other crystal in his hand, squeezing it.
Serena choked on air as her heart pounded hard against her ribs. She fell to her knees, clutching her chest; it felt like a million bees were stinging her.
"Stop, you're hurting her!" Sailor Moon moaned. "Or I will punish you."
"You punish me?" Chuck sounded amused; his eyes darkened in grim satisfaction. "I promised the Goddess Selene not to kill her children, so don't test me."
Sailor Moon's sceptre appeared in her hands, her body rigid with fright, her breathing laboured, "What do you mean?" it was taking a lot of energy to wield her powers in this world.
"I didn't create your world; no, my cousin Selene did, and we made a pack, play nice." God gritted between his teeth, "It's hard to play nice when her toys always end up in my toy box!"
"Moon..." but before Sailor Moon could call on her powers, a pink light enveloped her whole body, transporting her back to her own world.
Chuck turned to Serena, "You are an anomaly," he laughed, his grip loosened on the crystal, his legs taking long strides as he circled Serena, glaring down at her as if she were less than human.
"So they say," Serena groaned, her cornflower eyes met his, she refused to bow down to anyone, including God.
"You were supposed to disappear within Serena, not become your own person," Chuck explained, "Something Selene was supposed to take care of."
He continued to circle her; his stubby nose scrounged up, his lips grim, as if thinking of what to do with her.
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Billy knew not to interfere with God, but she had no choice, Billy had made a vow to the goddess to protect Serena, and there was only one way to do that.
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Dean and Sam are driving down the road, going well over the speed limit, searching for Serena and Darien.
"Where could they have gone?" Dean cursed, "no car went missing?" He rubbed the wheel of his impala; glad Serena left it behind.
"I can take you to them," Billy piped up in the backseat.
The car swerved, forcing Dean to pull to the side. Both boys shot their heads around, coming face to face with death.
"Who the hell are you?" Dean cursed.
"No time." She snapped her fingers, and they were no longer sitting in the impala but standing in a rusty room with a man circling Serena as if she was prey. Serena clutched her chest, her arms trembling, but her eyes glared at the man with such heat, it made Dean proud.
"Get away from her!" Dean shouted, he stormed over, pushing Chuck out of the way. He bent down, wrapping his arms around Serena. "You okay."
"You two," Chuck groaned, "Billy sent you, didn't she? Always a meddler."
Sam wasn't sure what's going on, but he scurried over to his brother, putting space between Serena, Dean and the strange man.
"Who are you?" Sam crossed his arms, his hazel eyes darkening, ready to defend Serena.
"Even without your memory, you'd still die for her," Chuck applauded, "But you don't die...yet, not until season two, I think, maybe three, sometimes I can't keep track," he chuckled to himself.
"Where's Darien?" Dean whispered to Serena.
"Gone back to his world, so has Sailor Moon. I am no longer her," Serena wasn't sure if she was happy or sad to lose Sailor Moon. It felt wrong to be her own person.
Darien helped Serena to her feet, standing beside Sam.
"We can't fight him," Serena choked out.
"Why not?" Dean's ready to kick some demon butt.
"No one can beat God," Chuck introduced himself.
The boys' eyes widen, their mouths hung open, like a fish, shock marred their features.
"God?" Dean whispered, "There's no such thing."
"Dean, always the doubtful one, why Billy would send you two, I'll never know," Chuck played with Serena's crystal, dancing it over his knuckles.
Serena's eyes stayed on her crystal; its smooth glass did not indicate that it split in half, and Serena had to get it back. She felt her powers within that crystal.
"If Billy weren't already dead, I'd kill her," Chuck continued, "but it's written that she's supposed to reap me, but not for a long, long time."
"What do you want with Serena?" Sam stepped forward, trying to block Chuck's view of Serena.
"I know we're not supposed to meet until later, but I need to fix this. I need Serena gone," Chuck commented, "put away in a box." His eyes lit up as an idea came to him.
"Never again!" Serena screeched, she done talking, God or no God she's taking back her crystal. She rammed Sam out of the way, charging at Chuck. Chuck sidestepped her, but she latched onto his right hand, saving her crystal from his knuckles. Chuck tossed her to the floor like a rag doll.
"I swear," God seethed, shaking his finger at her.
This distraction gave the boys time to grab Chuck by both arms, trying to wrestle him onto the ground, but he tossed both boys against the wall as if they weighed nothing.
Dean and Sam groaned, trying to get up, but God kept them immobile with his powers.
"Boys, this doesn't concern you. I will erase your memories shortly, and have this show back on track." He turned to Serena.
Serena gritted her teeth as she climbed onto her feet. Her gaze on Chuck, "I may not be able to beat you, but I can hurt you." She promised.
"You can try," Chuck smirked.
Serena gripped her crystal as power coursed through her body. Her legs slid slightly apart to get a better stance. Her right arm bent at the elbow, pulled back slightly, levelled with her face, her hand curled into a fist, while her left hand guarded her side.
"Do you honestly think fist fighting is going to hurt me," Chuck held up his hands, laughing. "I don't fight."
Serena closed her eyes, and a voice spoke within her mind. It was princess Serenity; she didn't leave her when Sailor Moon did; Serena wanted to cry out her joy.
"Use your crystal," She whispered.
Serena nodded, placing her hands in prayer, no longer in her fighting stance, her feet together.
"Now, you're going to pray to me?" God was confused.
Tingling sizzled up her body as princess Serenity guided her energy, forcing it into the crystal.
"This ends now," Serena opened her eyes, they were no longer blue but clear.
"Stay out of this, Selene!" God shouted.
But it was too late, Serena's crystal shone brighter than the moon as a powerful beam hit Chuck square in the chest, throwing him across the room.
His hold on Sam and Dean is gone.
Chuck was quick to get back onto his feet, firing bolts of energy at Serena.
Serena screamed as it travelled through her body; she felt like she's cooked from the inside out. Her legs wanted to give out, but she refuses to bow to God. Serena blasted him again, this time running towards him, and bringing her leg up high over her head, before bringing it down on his arm. God caught her leg, tripping her onto the ground. He got on top of her ripping the crystal from her fingers. He jabbed the crystal into her chest.
"I will send you somewhere you can't come back from," Chuck promised.
The crystal pulsed within her as it burned her chest. It buried itself deep within her heart.
In her last attempt to fight, Serena upper-cut, slamming her fist into God's chin; before head-butting his chest.
Chuck falls off of her, but it's too late, her crystal now encased within her heart. Serena stumbled onto her feet.
"Time to go!" Chuck held up his hand, palms straight.
Sam struggled onto his feet, watching the fight between God and Serena; he's surprised she could hold her own, but he knew he had to help. He saw his chance when God was about to strike. He ran towards Serena as white-hot light shot from God's hand, encasing them both.
"No!" Dean and Chuck both shouted at the same time as Serena and Sam were no longer in the room.
"What did you do to them?!" Dean hissed, "bring them back!"
"Now my show will never have a follow-through," hollered Chuck, jabbing his fist in the air at an invisible opponent. "Ratings are going to tank without Sam."
"Bring my brother back," Dean demanded.
"Sleep," God yawned, and Dean slumped to the floor as he's whisked off to dreamland.
"Selene, I know you're here! Come out!" God commanded.
A white light appeared in the room; its glow made the room cozy and fresh. A woman stepped out of the whiteness, wearing a long white and gold dress, its hem swishing across the floor. Her white hair odango, like Serena, she had a crescent moon symbol on her brow. Her beauty stole the hearts of men, but her kind heart built a nation.
"How could you let Serena come back, she was supposed to disappear!" God shouted.
"She's stronger than we give her credit for; her will to live and love is no match for us," Selene's voice sounded like angels singing. It grated God's nerves.
"Then why did you help her?" Chuck started to pace the room as he spoke, "She ruined my plans."
"That was not me, but princess Serenity, my granddaughter," Selene corrected God. "Serena is a part of our line, so she will not go easily, no matter which world she's in."
God ran his hands through his hair, cursing, he continued his pacing. "But I need Sam to finish my story."
"Then get him back," Selene offered wise words. "Where did you send Serena and Sam?"
"Purgatory."
TO BE CONTINUED...