"Dad…where's Dean?"…..
John looked at the face of his youngest son, how could he tell him what his older brother had become? How could he tell the boy that the brother who he idolised had become that which he hated? But he had to do something else first. He turned to the hunters that had shot Dean. He grabbed him by the front of his shirt, ramming him against the wall of the church.
"How dare you shoot my boy!" John roared in the hunters face.
"He's a demon Winchester, you shot him too!" the hunter argued back.
"I didn't…..I wouldn't…oh god what have I done?" he gasped out, letting the hunter fall from his grasp. His eyes met with Sam's. He nearly cried at the confusion and fear he saw within them.
"Dad, what's going on? Where's Dean!" John couldn't find the words to tell him.
"Take it easy boy, your brother is gone. He's become a Demon, a follower of the Devil. We tried to kill him for you but that damned Devils lackey took him away" The hunter explained to Sam. John could have killed him.
"No…it's not true. Dad, tell me it's not true!" Sammy was now acting like the lost child, and John now realised he was, with out his brother there to guide him he was truly lost.
"I'm sorry Sammy" John sighed.
"It would have ended if the bolt hit home. Shame Tzeentch caught it Winchester" another voice, another hunter.
"Dad, you didn't shoot Dean!" Sam all but yelled at John, "After all he said, all he did to save you that day!"
"He had to do it son, it wasn't your brother anymore" one hunter added softly.
"No…..he came here…..he came to save us dad. How could you!" Sam was backing off now, eyes full of rage at his father and the other hunters.
"He had no choice son" al the hunters trying to calm the young Winchester, while John was trapped in his guilt as he realised Sam was right. Dean had come to save them.
"You are all idiots" came the groaned statement from the floor as Bobby came round. "That was still Dean, he's just become a hunter"
"A what?" Sam asked.
"A hunter. What Galen said in my house was right. The old legends say the demon Tzeentch came to the world of men at the fathers pained cry to find his family killed by a demon. He bade the demon Tzeentch to teach him how to kill the demon. So the Tzeentch with his sword of light showed the man how to hunt and bade him teach others of his kind. Then the demon Tzeentch returned to the fires of his master" Bobby explained, rubbing the bump on his head.
"So this Galen is Tzeentch?" John asked.
"Yes."
"And he has possessed Dean?" Sam added his question.
"I don't know. I don't think so. Why don't we ask him?"
"How?" Sam all but screamed wanting to know where his brother is.
"Calm down son. We need to go back to mine, I need to find the right spell…"
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Galen laid Dean back in the bed from before with a sigh, the young one was breathing hard from the pain of the holy bullet. But there was no way around it. Galen dug his claws deep into Dean's shoulder, making the man scream. He was swift, pulling the bullet out and throwing it across the room.
"Ow…"
"Sorry Dean, it needed to come out" Galen half-smiled at Dean small exclamation of pain after the fact. He dressed the wound; it would heal by tomorrow with Dean's new abilities but would hurt like a son of a bitch until then. "You know, this is getting to be a habit of you in my bed. People might think something"
"Shut up" Dean growled throwing a pillow at Galen. Galen laughed as he went over to get something to drink from an ornate metal decanter. There were demonic symbols all around the edge. He poured himself some into a metal chalice. "What not giving me some?"
"Um…I don't think you want any of this" Galen replied as he went over to a glass decanter that held whiskey, he poured Dean some then walked back handing it to the man.
"Why?" Galen let Dean look in the chalice "Oh yuk man that's sick! You drink blood? You're not a vampire are you!
"No" Galen laughed "yes it's blood, but not human. It's blood of a lamb"
"Why a lamb?" Dean asked raising an eyebrow.
"What? You never heard he tales of sacrificial lambs?" Galen asked raising his own eyebrow under the hood
"Well….yeah..but why do you need to drink it? Dean swallowed the last of the whiskey in his glass.
"It takes a lot of energy for me to exist in this realm. They sustain me. But I do eat food like humans…..put a piece of steak in front of me and you ain't got a chance"
"I hear ya," Dean trailed off, looking out the window.
"Dean?"
"..He shot me," Dean whispered out.
"Ah…well….i'm sure he didn't mean to.." That statement was rewarded with a glare. "Okay, okay…stupid comment. But think about it, it might have been reflex.
"Was it reflex the second time?" Dean growled.
"Well he didn't shout you the second time. It was that hunter who shoved the gun under my chin before that did that"
"Oh…" Dean absently itched where he had been shot. "Was Sammy okay?"
"He was fine, I could hear his heart beating strong."
"What's he going to think of me?"
"The same as always I shouldn't wonder. The annoying asshole older brother" Galen stood to get Dean to follow him, when he found he couldn't move. He looked down to see the summoning symbol below him. "Oh crap….not now"
"Galen?" Dean shot up.
"Don't worry, some idiot mortal is trying to summon Satan. Look, go to the kitchen and cook some steaks. I won't be long." Then Galen was gone in a flash.
"Huh…..that must get annoying" Dean commented off hand, before his mouth watered at the thought of steaks.
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"Domine das omen Satanus inpiriatum," Bobby chanted as the symbols in the summoning symbol glowed. Then with a flash and a demonic growl Galen appeared in the centre.
"Who dares summon the lord of da…….oh great it's you" Galen sighed as his voice switched from demonic in mid rant as he realised who had summoned him. "What do you want?" Galen took a stop forward but was thrown back. He growled then looked up seeing the Devil trap on the ceiling. "Oooh, some one is getting smart."
"Where's Dean?" Sam asked, pushing his way to the front of the hunters, who had all their guns pointed at Galen.
"He's safe. Cooking Steaks last I left him"
"Steaks?"
"He got hungry" Galen replied with a shrug
"Tell us where he is Demon" that damn hunter from before, shoving the gun in his face again. Galen looked down to see he had set one foot inside the circle. He really was an idiot. With a blur of speed Galen had gripped the hunter round the throat and held the squirming man above him. He demonic eyes going their deep red hue in his anger.
"You really are stupid. One you think I will tell you where my home is. Then you threaten a creature that is way beyond your skill. Then set foot inside the only thin that is protecting you from it. Were you born this stupid or did you work at it?" Galen growled low, and then threw the man from the ring, and out a window with little effort.
"Stop. Mark disserved that. Lord Tzeentch please" Galen turned to bobby who had called him by his title.
"Very well. Step into the circle and you can come with me. But only you three" He looked at Sam, John and Bobby in turn. Sam had mo hesitation. He walked in to stand beside Galen. Bobby did the same, only John hesitated.
"Dad…" Sam pleaded. And John knew he had to come, had to find Dean and tell him he was sorry. He entered to stand beside Sam. There was a flash of light, and a feeling of fire. Then they were in a room, lavishly decorated with a fire burning. Outside it was snowing. Where the hell were they? Galen led them down a large staircase and through living rooms and dining rooms to were the smell of cooking wafted from. As they got near they could heat Motorhead playing. Sam knew Dean wouldn't be far.
Finally Galen pushed open some swing doors to reveal a huge kitchen with Dean at its centre, singing while he cooked.
"Dean!" Sam shouted, running to his brother. Dean turned wide-eyed before he was practically tackled.
"Sammy!… I thought I said no chick flick moments.."
"Shut up jerk," Sam laughed.
"Bitch"
"Dean…" John called tentatively.
"Dad…."
TBC…..
KITG: and yet another chapter.. Hope you are still enjoying this :)