Who has watched the promo? I am super excited. Not long now. Season 15 is almost upon us. I will probably not finish this story in time for season 15 but it is not a major issue I will still continue it. Thank you to everyone who has followed and reviewed this story :)

"You are here to save me?"

"And your brother and Castiel and Jack." She smiles "Everyone who means a lot to you."

"But why? Chuck is your brother."

"He is. You brought us back together and I love my brother very deeply but there is a limit on how far I would go to support him. My brother is into his work it has always been about his work. He has created many worlds and abandoned a majority of them. I will admit I did have a part in destroying some of his creations. I did not care about his work. But you Dean Winchester opened my eyes and made me see how beautiful my brother's creations are. When my brother removed the light from the world, I felt it. The souls from Hell and the fall of Heaven I felt them both. I knew that my brother has done it again abandoned his work because it didn't become how he wanted it to be. My brother is a spoilt brat he hates it when he does not get his own way. I thought after many many years of us being apart he would changed. We did reconnect and form a strong bond." She sighs sadly "No. He is still the same spoilt brat. I couldn't bear the thought of losing you due to my brother's tantrum. You are my favorite out of all his creations he has ever made. So I went and saw him."

Dean's eyes widen.

"You spoke to him?"

"Yes I did."

Flashback

The bar door swings open and the Darkness walks in. Her dark eyes scan the bar. She has been here many times with her brother it was her brother's favorite place. It is a place where he came to relax and clear his head. She finds him sitting in his usual spot with a beer in his hand. His head rose and his grip increases around the bottle.

"Sister."

"Brother."

He turns to face her and smiles.

"Have a seat." He gestures to seat opposite him. The Darkness slides into the booth and sits down. "Want a drink?" He asks.

She shakes her head. He sips his drink and tries to look relaxed but she can see through this act he is putting on. He is nervous he knows what's coming.

"Why brother? Why did you do it?"

His face darkens and he looks at his bottle. He couldn't even look at her.

"Because they know." He replies his voice cold and lacking emotion "They know the truth about their lives. That Free Will did not exist that I planned their whole lives out for them. They did not take the news very well."

"Why destroy the one world you adore? Why let your other creations suffer?"

"Dean had one job. He blew it."

"What was the job?"

"To kill the nephilim."

"Lucifer's son."

"Yes. That boy was too powerful he interfered with my work. He needed to go. I offered my assistance I provided the Winchesters a weapon that would kill the nephilim. Sam would have not had it in him to do it, same goes for Castiel so I picked Dean. Dean was easy to convince the man lost his mother he was blinded by rage."

"Mary is dead." She frowned. She didn't sense Mary's soul entering Heaven. "How did I not know about this."

"You won't suppose to know sister."

Couldn't have you interfering as well. He thought.

"It was going so well then Dean changed his mind and let the boy live. He ruined a perfectly good scene. It would have been a masterpiece."

"If you believed the nephilim was a threat why did you not kill him yourself?"

"It had to be Dean. If I did it there would be no drama, no angst no nothing. I needed Dean to feel the guilt. He would have felt guilty he loved Jack. I needed Jack's blood to be on his hands. I needed Castiel to be angry. I needed them both to fight. Sam the peacemaker trying to calm them both down. Then another villain would have popped up. I did have a few baddies in mind. Now I can't do it." He shrugs "I'll save those ideas for the next world I create. It is currently in early development. Seven days and it will be done. A new world for us to watch dear sister."

He places his hand on hers. She moves her hand away.

"I don't want a new world. I like this one."

"Now now sister. What's done is done. Winchesters are our enemies now. All they will do is fight us. That will become very boring for me especially."

"Then apologize to them. Put things right brother."

"Me apologize? I have nothing to apologize for."

"You are letting your work fall because you didn't get your own way. I seen this mood from you many times brother. You hate it when you do not get your own way. That's why you locked me up remember." Her face hardens. "How dare you brother put all that pain on Dean. He is the reason we are talking again. If it wasn't for him we would still be enemies. Dean means a lot to me and what you done has made me very angry."

"I can make you another Dean."

"He will not be my Dean. He will not be the one who I went on a journey with. Me and him have been through so much together. We have a bond that I do not have with any other version of Dean. Please brother light up the world again, send the souls back to Hell, fix Heaven and give the Winchesters a life they deserve. Let them choose their own path. Stop controlling them. You can create many other worlds I don't mind but let this one still stand. Do it for me brother."

He puts the bottle down.

"No."

"Brother..."

"I said no. It is my work It is my choice what I do with it. I say no." Rage flashes across her eyes. The lights flicker in the bar. He rolls his eyes. "You can be as mad as you want but I will not change my mind. Not for you not for anyone."

"I do not want a war brother. I don't want our relationship to crumble like the first time."

"You are causing this rift between us sister." He glared at her.

"We argued because I did not support your work. I now support your work and we still argue. What can I do brother to make this right?"

"Stay out of my way. You can do whatever you like as long as it doesn't interfere with my work. We can still have Game Night Fridays." He grinned.

She has stayed out of his way when it came to his work since they made up. She sworn she will leave his creations alone. No more causing chaos or havoc. Its his work and she is proud of what he has achieved. She enjoyed her time with him. Game Night was her favorite. She can still remember when he taught her how to play chess. She had the black pieces while he had the white. The game amused her.

What she loved the most was his stories he would share. They made her laugh and seeing her laugh brought a smile to his face. Her brother had such an extraordinary imagination. But when he did things such as destroying his work, it upset her. How can he abandon a world that is so beautiful?

The Darkness promised to leave him be when it came to his work. But when her favorite human is in danger, she couldn't stand back and let it happen.

She had to intervene whether he liked it or not.

"I'm sorry brother. I can't let you go through with this."

The smile drops from his face. She can feel the anger building up inside him. She didn't back down. Her eyes continued to meet his. Her intense gaze only angered him even more.

"You are making a mistake sister." He spoke his voice low and threatening.

"I am doing what is right."

"You are doing it again. Getting in my way."

"I am saving your creations instead of destroying it."

"I do not want them saved! I WANT THEM GONE."

Oh how the roles have reversed.

"I will fight with everything I got to ensure this world does not become like your other ones." She rises from her seat. He does the same. "If I have to fight you so be it. I do not want to hurt you dear brother but you left me with no choice."

She walks towards the door.

"I will have a new Heaven, a new set of Archangels. You do remember what happened the first time we went to war. What Michael, Lucifer, Raphael and Gabriel did to you."

She froze. He smirks knowing he hit a weak spot.

"You wouldn't." She says. She faces him her eyes wide with shock. "Brother you would not do it again."

"I would without no hesitation."

"Brother you know I hated it."

"I know but if its going to give me peace then..." He smiles "A writer does not like interruptions."

"You are selfish."

"I been called worse. So sister you have a choice. Walk away or I with my Archangels will lock you away just like the first time."

Her lips press into a thin line. Fear shows in her eyes. Then the older Winchester's face appears in her mind. His apple green eyes, the freckles dusted all over his cheeks and his smile. The image of the hunter fades away in her mind. It horrified her. This will happen if she walks away. She wouldn't be able to live with the guilt that she let Dean die all because of her brother.

"I will better use the time I have left wisely." She says.

She turns her back on him ignoring the shock that spreads across his face.

She leaves without looking back.

Shortly after the Darkness lands and looks round at the destruction her brother has caused. She can see the souls soaring through the sky. The souls from Heaven clashed with the souls from Hell. It was a not pleasant sight. Her wide eyes dart in all directions. She couldn't believe her brother could be this cruel. He is supposed to be the light and warmth. This would be a thing she would do not him. She wished she could help but she is the Darkness. The world needed a balance. It needed light.

Where can she find a light that can match her brother's?

"The Darkness." A voice says.

The Darkness turns round.

"Death." She says.

Billie nods.

"You turned on your brother to save the world. I will admit I was surprised. Then I realized why you did it. Dean Winchester."

"Yes. Now I think I have made a fool of myself. I am the Darkness. I cause destruction and chaos. Saving a life is not what I do. My brother performs the miracles not me."

"You do not have to be the bad one anymore. You do not have to be what others say you are. You can change who you are. He is the villain not you."

A book appears in Death's hand.

"What is that?" The Darkness asks.

"This." Billie opens the book "This is where I found out about his plan. I knew this was all coming."

"You did?"

"Yes. I have a solution."

"You do?"

"Hmm but question is will you join me? Will you ally with Death and fight against your brother."

The Darkness thought about the hunter again. How happy he made her. She looks at the Horseman and nods.

"Yes I will join you and fight my brother with everything I got."

Billie smiles.

"Very well. Lets get started then shall we."

"This is Billie's doing she put you up to this."

"Death knows what she is doing Dean. Jack is the answer to all our problems."

"She hasn't exactly made it very clear what he is supposed to do."

"That's why I am here to put you on the right path." She cups his cheeks and shakes her head "Don't give up Dean. Not now."

"I'm tired. Okay. I had enough."

"I heard about your mother. I am sorry for your loss Dean if I knew about it sooner I would have done something."

Pain flashes across Dean's face. Amara frowns. She hated seeing him like this.

"I can't look at him. Jack I just..."

"I know but Dean you have to. Jack is the Savior and he needs his family by his side you included." She squeezes his hand "I do not have much time left."

"What do you mean?"

"If we do not stop my brother, his new world will be ready and he will send his Archangels after me. There will be a war and I will be locked away."

"The Mark of Cain."

"History will repeat itself. Is that what you want Dean? You want another version of you and Sam to go through the same pain and suffering. Do you want to risk the chance of another version of you bearing the Mark." The thought of that made Dean shudder. Amara nods. "I thought so."

"What do we have to do? What has Jack gotta do?"

"Go to the place where the story was originally meant to end."

Dean frowns.

"Meant to end?" His eyes widen. "Stull Cemetery."

"Do not go there straight away. Death wants you to do what you do best. Save lives. Bring them with you to the Cemetery. You need as many people with you as possible. Get my brother's attention."

"When do we come to the Cemetery?"

"I will let you know. I will be there waiting for you."

Suddenly her lips lock with his. She kisses him and runs her fingers through his hair. Dean's eyes go wide but he didn't push her away. She steps back and smiles at his puzzled expression.

"A kiss for good luck." She says.

"Umm...thanks I think." Dean frowned.

Amara beams and raises her hand.

"You will wake up now."

She snaps her fingers.

Dean's eyes open and he sits up.

"GUYS!"

He stands up and runs out of his bedroom.

"GUYS!" He again repeats.

He runs into the War room and finds Cas sitting at the table. Castiel stands up and frowns.

"What is it Dean?"

"Dean!" Sam runs into the room. "What's wrong? What happened?"

"What's going on?"

Jack walks in his face curious. Dean looks at the nephilim really looks at him. Jack tilts his head looking baffled. Dean smiles at the expression. The hunter then clears his throat.

"Guys."

Dean looks at them all.

"I know what we have to do."

Michael wanders around with a confused expression. The thunder roared in his ears and the lightning nearly blinded him. He walks through the thick grey fog only to end up being faced with more fog. He looks round and frowns. He is sure he is lost.

Then an outline of a figure forms behind the fog. Michael straightened up ready to fight. The figure steps out. Her hair blows in the wind. Her dark eyes hardened.

"Who are you?" Michael asks.

She stops in front of him.

"Hello nephew." She puts coldly not looking happy to see him

The words hit Michael hard. The former archangel gulps and his eyes go wide.

"Aunty."

No warmth showed in her eyes. Michael couldn't blame her. He did help lock her away.

"Michael."

Thunder roars followed by a flash of lightning. The sound made Michael jump. His reaction satisfied the Darkness.

"Michael, we need to talk."