"That's the plan. Who is with me?"
The angels glance at each other. They all looked uncertain. Dumah sighs when one angel raised their hand.
"Yes Cael."
"You want us to go down to Earth and take down the nephilim. Lucifer's love child."
"Yes and Lucifer as well he knows the spell to opening to the Empty."
"We can't." Angelina replied. "Dumah we are the only remaining angels left. We leave, Heaven will fall."
"Some of you will have to stay. A small group of us will go. There are angels on Earth. We'll bring them back home whether they like it or not. It can be our temporary solution until our brothers and sisters return."
"The nephilim has killed our brothers and sisters." Cael squealed. "What makes you think we will go down only to end up meeting the same fate."
"Naomi wouldn't advise this." Angelina added. "She insisted we stay in Heaven."
"Well Naomi is not here now is she." Dumah snapped. "We followed her order and stayed put and look what happened. The Shadow came and took some of our brothers and sisters. Since then Heaven has got worst. We are barely standing as it is we need to act now."
The cracks moving down the walls confirms Dumah's point that they couldn't sit back anymore and wait for a miracle to happen. They had to do something otherwise they will lose their beloved home forever.
"What about God?" Puriel asks.
Dumah gives him a 'seriously look'.
"You think I haven't tried to contact him?"
"He must be aware of the current situation." Puriel says. "Surely he would come and save our home."
Dumah shakes her head.
"I doubt that Puriel. He's probably elsewhere doing...work." She made quotation marks with her fingers. "After Michael we now know there are other universes. God has probably gone to a world where Heaven is actually Heaven. This..." She gestures to the walls. "...is a mess. It's up to us not God us to make Heaven great again. Imagine it, our brothers and sisters back from the dead. They come home and we are all together again." Cael raises his hand again. Dumah sighs. "Yes Cael."
"The Empty. Its ruler came here and took our brothers and sisters. You just said it. The Shadow is dangerous."
"The Shadow invaded our home, so I say we invade theirs." Dumah glared. "That thing hurt us, we hurt it back. If it does attempt to attack Heaven again, we will make the nephilim bring our siblings back. We'll keep doing it until the message comes across that the Shadow can't take away our kind ever again. If it wants something let it go down to Hell and wipe every demon off this Earth."
There was mumbles of agreement in the small crowd.
"If this plan of yours fails." Puriel says. Dumah opens her mouth to protest. Puriel raises his hand to silence her. "If it fails, do you have a plan B in the works?"
Dumah bit her lip. She did have a back up plan but she hoped she didn't have to use it. It was more of a risk than the original plan.
"I do." She nodded. "If we can't bring our brothers and sisters back from the Empty, we'll...we'll have to make a deal with the angels from the other world."
"They followed Michael." Angelina says. "We all saw what their Michael is like."
"I know I know but..."
"There is a risk they could destroy this world as well." Cael says.
"They would have the same interest as us." Dumah says. "...Heaven. We'll form an alliance with them. We'll offer them paradise, a better world, a chance to start again. I'm sure they can spare some of their angels. As they say sharing is caring." She smiled.
"You cannot negotiate with them." Puriel argued.
"I have more." Dumah grinned. "If they show signs that will threaten to destroy us or possibly the world, they will be captured and put in a cell. Then..." She gestures for them to follow her down the hallway. She stops at a door and smiles at her followers. "We bring them here."
Cael's eyes widen and he shakes his head.
"We haven't used that room for years."
"That's right."
She opens the door. Inside the room was a wreck. Cael closes his eyes at the sight of the chair with a variety of tools scattered all across the floor. Dumah picks up a drill and shows it to the others.
"We will remove all the damage Michael has done. We will fix his mistakes. Then we will make them loyal to us."
"We're going to brainwash them." Angelina says. "Dumah we all agreed that these methods are not going to be used in Heaven anymore."
"I'm in charge now and I say we bring it back." Dumah forced a smile. "If we are going to invite them into our world they will have to follow our rules." She looks round the destroyed room. "We only got to give this room a clean then it will officially be back in business."
"This was Naomi's job."
Dumah examines the drill in her hand.
"If Naomi wants redemption, this would be a start."
Dumah puts the drill down and leads the angels out of the room. She closes the door and turns towards their nervous faces.
"Don't worry this is plan B. I am certain plan A will work." She assured them. Cael raises his hand. "No more questions." Dumah shakes her head. "Resume your duties. I will inform you when the time is right."
The angels nod and go back to their duties. Dumah sighs and walks. She was vague about Michael in her plan. Honestly she didn't know what to do with him. Michael, he was crazy and more of a threat than Lucifer. Lucifer will be easier to catch, Jack is his weakness. Michael however he's complicated. He is smart. She did think of using Michael and Lucifer for power in Heaven if they couldn't get their brothers and sisters back or couldn't open the rift. She's pushed the Michael and Lucifer option down to plan C. The last resort.
If plan B happens Dumah needs Michael out of the way. With him alive she will have zero control over his angels. He will probably kick her off the leader spot and Earth will become exactly like his world. Dumah couldn't have that. She could have Jack kill Michael. The nephilim would be more than happy to. He killed Michael the first time. That will have to happen with her being somewhere far, far away she is sure Jack will target her next.
Lucifer could be a target as well. Jack could kill him before she could find out the spell.
Dumah groans, so that would bring her back to plan B.
The angel was switching back and forth between plans. It started to give her a migraine. Which is unusual angels don't have migraines. Now Cael's concern on not having enough angels to bring down the nephilim and the Devil started to nag her. They are powerless against Jack. She was aware of Jack's fight against Michael in the other world. The angels he killed. Some he killed with just a snap of his fingers.
Jack is dangerous.
Lucifer is dangerous.
Michael is dangerous.
The Shadow is dangerous.
The angels from the other world are dangerous.
Danger screamed at Dumah. Everywhere she looked was danger.
"Argh."
She punches the wall and snaps her eyes shut. It seemed so easy when talking to her fellow siblings but when she thinks about it, it comes out ten times worse.
She needed allies. She don't care who she just needed them. She needed to expand her army but she didn't know who to turn to. Who will want to help Heaven? She needed a reason that will convince them to help her. She had to think of a reason first.
A very good reason.
"NAOMI!"
Dumah spins round by the sound of the voice. She picked up in pace and enters the throne room. She finds Castiel looking round. A sense of urgency spreads across his face. The angel paused debating whether to show herself or not. Why is Castiel here? Does he know about the archangels? Mary? Did Jack tell them about his alliance with her?
Before she could hide her brother's eyes turn towards her.
Oh dear. She thought in panic.
Dumah relaxed and expressed no fear. A leader never showed fear or weakness to her followers.
Be professional. Be professional.
"Castiel." She walks up to him with a smile. "What a pleasant surprise."
"I need to speak with Naomi, its urgent." Cas replied.
"She is unavailable."
"What does that mean?"
"Naomi is not leader anymore."
"Why?"
"The Empty invaded. Under her watch. Some of us didn't survive while the rest of us almost died. Again under her watch. Heaven needs a leader."
"A leader like you?"
"Oh, I'm not my first choice, either, but here we are."
"A-And Naomi, she's?"
"In a very small cell. Not that you should care. She wasn't your biggest fan.
"No, but I needed her help."
"With?"
Cas sighs.
"Michael is back."
Dumah pretended to look shocked.
"He is?"
"Yes."
"How?"
"I don't know. I think it might be to do with Jack."
"Jack? The nephilim?"
"Something happened." He stopped and tried to compose himself. "It wasn't his fault I swear."
"Talk to me Castiel."
"Jack has no soul...He...He sent Mary to the Empty."
"He did?" Dumah shakes her head. "So you're saying a human is in the Empty?"
"Yes."
"What about Lucifer?"
"From what we know he's not back its just Michael. Jack did stop Nick from bringing Lucifer back."
"That's good."
" However he is awake down there. We do not know what he is doing with Mary."
"There is a chance he could come back?"
"Mary is down there. Sam and Dean want their mom back."
"So yes there is a chance." Dumah blows out a sigh. "Great. Big bad archangel and a soulless nephilim that's all we need."
"Michael hasn't come back the same."
Dumah frowns.
"Explain?"
"He's human."
Her eyes widen.
"Human?"
"The Empty brought him back...in Dean."
"His true vessel?" Cas nods. "And he's human?" Again Cas nods. Dumah's frown deepens. "What's the Empty playing at?"
"I don't know. I don't like it."
"Neither do I."
Cas looks round making sure they are alone.
"You and I both know what the Empty is like. It..."
"Possessed me without my consent yeah I remember." She grimaced at the memory.
"And my deal." Cas puts his hands behind his back. "I do...I do propose a plan to get Mary back."
Dumah raises her eyebrow.
"Go on."
"I will make another deal." Cas explained. "The Empty takes me. I trade places with her."
"Castiel!"
"They need their mom."
Dumah wanted to say Mary and Lucifer was back but she couldn't. She reveals an important piece of information she is at risk of being exposed. She had to act clueless.
She couldn't have her brother making a deal with the thing that lives in the darkness. The Shadow has only got to say their gone then again Dumah could be at risk of being exposed and her plan of bringing her sisters and brothers home would fall apart. She needed to keep Castiel away from this suicide plan.
"The Winchesters need you to Castiel." Dumah places her hand on his shoulder. Concern shows in her eyes. "Heaven needs you." Cas scoffed. "Its true." Dumah added. "Yes we haven't been close in the past but...we're all that we got. You really want to give in to that thing that invaded our home, threatened Jack? Do you?"
Cas hesitates.
"I would for my fam..."
"Don't think about the others think about yourself. Do you want to go back down there?"
He sighs.
"No."
"Then don't. This suicide plan, you are giving the Shadow what it wants. We already lost too many angels we don't want to lose another."
"Wow, you're actually being nice." He said sarcastically.
"I'm being logical. Sacrificing yourself is not the only option. You got to keep looking. First we got to deal with Michael we'll get him out of Dean then we will deal with the nephilim. Once we have the nephilim in our custody we will take it from there."
"Bringing Mary back?"
"Bringing Mary back is of course a priority. Can't have the Winchesters upset now can we."
Cas frowns by her tone of voice. The angels don't really care about the Winchesters. Mary is probably not priority. Cas informs the angels but that doesn't mean he fully trusted them. They only care about themselves and Heaven. Michael and Jack are a threat to Heaven so of course the angels are going to move their ass and act on it.
"Thank you Dumah." Cas nodded and smiled.
Dumah smiles.
"No problem Castiel. Thank you for telling me. Naomi is not here but you can talk to me. I am doing everything I can to save and protect our home."
"I know you are."
"I am glad you are giving me a chance."
"I would stay but I have to return to Earth."
"I understand."
"Any updates I will let you know."
"Thank you."
Cas nods and turns away. He walks down and disappears from her sight.
Dumah huffed a smile. She deserved an award for her performance.
So Michael is human.
She grins.
I might have a plan for him after all.
Dean woke up to bright lights that nearly blinded him. He closes his eyes and groans. He was in pain so much pain. He winced and goes to roll over. But he couldn't move. He tries to speak but all that came out is a muffle. He looks down and notices a breathing mask over his face. His eyes widen and he looks at his arm. He sees a tube attached to his skin with a plaster keeping it in place. He looks up and sees he is hooked up to an IV.
The beeping from the monitor pounds in his ears. The other types of machinery started to make him anxious. He's in hospital. He hates hospitals.
Memories started to flood in.
Michael, fighting for control, the Impala...the Impala...BABY!
Dean fights under the sheets. He screamed behind his mask. His heart rate shoots up and the monitor starts flashing red. The alarm increased Dean's panic. People are going to come. He needed to get out of here. He needed to get out now.
A nurse came running in. She was a petite woman with blue eyes and ginger hair tied up in a bun. On her outfit it had a tag that read Jenny.
"Sir." She glances at the monitor then at his frantic breathing. "Sir its okay its okay you're at the hospital. You're safe." He mumbled something she couldn't understand. He angrily points at his mask. "You need to wear that sir to help you breathe. You got to calm down and take slow breaths. Can you do that for me sir?"
She reaches out but he moves back and angrily shakes his head.
Don't touch me. Dean thought.
With Michael inside him he didn't want to put the woman at risk. It is for the best if she stayed away. Dean is in pain but he didn't care he wanted his car. His Baby was hurt because of the crazy son of a bitch who is in his head.
Dean turns and goes to remove the IV.
"No no sir don't do that."
Jenny grabs on to his arm. He turns and punches her in the jaw. The nurse stumbles back but she didn't back down. She is used to aggressive patients.
Dean looked stunned. He stared at his fist. He looks at the nurse with an apologetic expression. He didn't do that. Which means...
Michael is awake.
Now Dean really had to go.
He rips the tubes off and pulls his mask off.
"Sir. You can't leave."
Jenny presses the button ordering for back up. Alarms wail and Dean felt close to exploding.
A scream threatened to escape him when he stood up. His legs are full of cuts and bruises but they are not broken. The hunter is lucky. Very lucky.
He limps towards the door. His legs might not be broken but they sure as Hell won't ready for walking yet.
Then Dean is faced with a group of nurses.
"I have to get out of here." Dean yelled at them.
"I wouldn't advise that sir." An male nurse replied.
"Listen..." Dean looks at nurse's tag. "Dwayne. I can't stay. It's not safe for me here."
"You are in a hospital. You're safe." Another nurse called Doris assured him.
He shakes his head.
"No. I need to find my brother. My mom needs me...damm it my car needs me as well."
"The car is somewhere safe." Jenny assured him. "Now sir if you please return to your bed."
"NO!" Dean looks anxiously at the other nurses. "You have to let me go or I'm gonna hurt you and I really don't want to hurt you but I know he will want to hurt you."
"He?" Doris frowned.
Dean gulped at his slip up.
"I mean...Just let me through. You can't force me to stay here I have the right to discharge myself."
"You look close to passing out." Dwayne pointed out noticing how pale the hunter looked.
"I'm fine." Dean insisted but failed to sound convincing.
"We will contact your family." Doris says. "Tell us their names and contact details and we'll make the call."
"Tell me where my car is?"
"We can't tell you at the moment."
"Why the Hell not?"
"Because it's currently being investigated by the police." Doris answered. "We're sorry."
Dean's eyes widen. Police are examining his Baby. They are touching his girl. If they see what's in there...
Oh Dean is in trouble.
"And they want to ask you some questions as well." Jenny added.
Questions!
Dean leans on the wall. His face is blank. Jenny approaches him.
"Now sir I know it's a lot to process but if you can just come back to bed."
Then...
Click.
Michael turns and grabs her by the throat. Jenny gasps and places her hands on his and tries to push him away. He smirks and slams her into the wall. Her head hits the wall and she flops down on the ground.
The nurses jump and rush into the room.
Michael turns and raises his fists. He dodges and punches Dwayne across the jaw. He then raises his leg and kicks the nurse in the nuts. Dwayne screams and falls on the ground. Michael moves to the side and shoves Doris into the bed.
All the nurses are down on the ground and are crying in pain.
"You should have listened to his warning." Michael chuckled at the pathetic humans.
He turns and runs out of the room. Adrenaline pumped through him. The former archangel didn't take much notice of the pain he was in. Sirens blared out and doors swung open.
Security guards suddenly appear. Michael stops and smirks when he looks at their taser guns.
"Oh please."
He grabs a trolley and shoves it towards the men. One security guard is pinned by the trolley while the other charged at the former archangel. Michael head butts him and hits him with the fire extinguisher. The guard lands on his back and closes his eyes.
Michael looks at his work feeling proud of himself.
After knocking several more guards, doctors and nurses out Michael finally reached the main entrance.
"You can thank me later Dean."
Michael goes to step outside.
A hand comes out and plunges a needle into the former archangel's neck. Michael froze and touches his neck in shock.
An older man with glasses steps out. He held a syringe in his hand. He smiles.
"Hello I believe we haven't met. I'm Dr Charles."
Michael blinks and starts to sway side to side.
"The drugs have kicked in."
An African nurse comes from behind. She looks at his droopy eyes and nods.
"Oh yeah he's definitely gonna pass out."
The former archangel's eyes roll back and he falls. The nurse catches him.
"NEED SOME HELP OVER HERE!" She yelled.
Dr Charles lifts the patient's arm and slings it over his shoulder. The nurse sighs with relief when some of the weight is lifted off her.
"Good work Miranda." He smiled.
Miranda grins.
"You too Daniel."
She eyes the patient up and down.
"Now let's get you back to bed mister."
Thank you vrskaandrea for letting me borrow your OC Miranda from your awesome story True Colors. Oh and Dr Charles I kind of borrowed him from Chicago Med. You don't need to know Miranda or Daniel's background. :)
Next chapter coming soon.