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Bobby and Jack are doing boxing. The older hunter wanted to teach Jack the basics of fighting so he can defend himself. Now the boy has no powers it makes him an easy target. With AU Michael out there, Jack needed to be trained and ready in case the archangel went after him.
Bobby swings a punch sending the nephilim down to the ground. Jack groans and looks up at the hunter who shook his head at him.
"Watch for that left.
"I never had to fight before." Jack admits.
"Mm-hmm. Life's a little different when you can't just zap people around, huh?"
A lot different. Yeah."
Bobby helps Jack get back on his feet.
"You'll get used to it. Truth be told, this stuff didn't come all that easy for me, either. Had my ass handed to me more times than I can count."
"But you kept fighting."
"You got to. As a wise man once said, It ain't how hard ya hit. It's how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward."
Jack frowns by those words that sounded oddly familiar. He couldn't think where he heard it from.
"Was that Gandhi?" He asked looking unsure.
"Probably. Yeah, something like that. Yeah. So, what are you gonna do?"
"Watch the left. "
Attaboy. Attaboy. "
They get back to training. Jack blocks Bobby's hits. Bobby smiles proud of the young nephilim.
"Good job kiddo."
Jack smiles back and blocks another hit.
Castiel sits down at a table in a bar.
"Would you like anything sir?" The bartender asks.
"Water will be fine thank you." The angel answers.
The bartender nods and walks off .The doors open and a man walks in. This man is dressed too good for a regular bar. He wore a suit, sunglasses and shoes that do not look cheap. The man looked elegant.
"Castiel darling." The man says his face lighting up.
Cas sighs.
"Kipling."
Kipling looks at the bartender. "Sweetie, fix me a coffee, black, and a Texas Trinity, necked, with some bark."
The bartender nods .
"Sure."
"And for my friend..."
" I have already ordered. "
"Water right?" The bartender says.
"That's right." Cas confirms.
"You are being boring tonight honey." Kipling says with a tut.
What did you just order?" The angel asks .
Kipling sits down.
"Oh, sausage and brisket, pork ribs, no sauce, well done. My apologies for the lingo, but when in Rome..."
I was surprised you wanted to meet here."
"I'm surprised you wanted to meet at all. Didn't think that you consorted with... my kind."
Kipling removes his sunglasses revealing black eyes.
"Yes, well... I need information."
"Of course you do." The demon says with a sigh.
"Does any demon know where Michael is?"
" Michael? The archangel Michael? Hmm which one are we talking about here. The one who bust out of the cage or the one who is walking the earth acting like he owns it all? "
"The one from the other universe. "
"So the high and mighty one right." The bartender brings them their orders. Kipling looks and smiles. "Thank you darling. " He takes his first sip. "Hmm. Delightful."
"Do you know where he is?" Cas asks starting to look impatient.
You see, I could..." The demon sips his drink and raises his eyebrow. " ...except, not to be crass, but what's in it for moi?"
Your life.
The demon frowns.
"Come again?"
"I'll speak slower..."
"Mm."
"...and you will tell me everything you know, or I will burn you to ash right here and right now."
Kipling chuckles not looking scared by the threat.
I think we can do better."
"We?"
Kipling raises his hand. Every person in the bar stands up. All their eyes turn black. Cas stands up and gets his blade out.
"You really think I would come alone. Hmm." Kipling says looking amused. He twirls his finger. "Get him."
The demons charge. Castiel dodges the swings and kicks some of them away. One demon grabs the Angel from behind and shoves him to the ground. Cas hits the ground with a groan. The demons surround him towering over him. Cas looks at his side for his weapon but sees it's gone.
"Looking for this."
The demon holds up the blade.
Cas goes to stand up but receives a kick in the face sending him back down. Kipling takes the blade from the demon and looks at it with distaste.
"Never liked these. They are so dangerous to our kind. You ... " He points at the demon "...remove it from the premises. "
"Yes sir." The demon takes it and goes out the back.
Kipling looks down and grins.
"You little angel are needed. You are gonna be my bait. Before I tie you up and make the call, my friends have fun with your new toy but don't go too hard on him can't have a dead bait. "
The demon smirks and sips his drink as the demons started beating the angel up.
Michael steps out of the cave as soon as it turned dawn. The archangel walks through the woods doing the same thing his done for the last three weeks, move forward and don't look back. If he finds the hideout where the werewolves are he will eliminate it. Lower the threat.
The older Winchester has not said a word since last night. Michael assumed he was resting. Although Dean is not in control, fighting to being involved and trying to gain some control and yes Dean has tried to knock the archangel off guard a few times to get in the driver seat but it failed every time, can exhaust the soul.
A footprint in the snow gets the Archangel's attention. Michael stops and goes down to examine it.
"Werewolf."
There was not only one but a trail off them going off deep into the woods.
"Dean."
The archangel's voice rumbled in the room. The voice awakens the hunter.
"What? "
"Look "
Dean looks at the screen.
"That's a foot print .That's not a human one. That's a...that's a werewolf. "
"Exactly. I think it's a lead." Michael looks left showing the hunter the trail.
"What you gonna follow it?"
" The monsters need to die. "
"Michael you are going on a suicide mission. Wasn't so bad when it was just killing one but a pack, we'll die. "
"Dean. I think you do sometimes forget that I am the archangel Michael. A silly little wolf can not kill me. Yes they can cause some damage but death...uh uh. We're following it."
" This is why I want control . To avoid stupid things like this. "
The archangel ignores him and follows the path. He reaches a house that looked abandoned. A woman and man came by going straight towards the house. Michael hides in the bush and watches the couple .
The man knocks on the door . The door opens and they both get let in.
"I gotta say if they are monsters they are the most human ones I seen since I came here."
Michael had to agree with him on that. The Archangel tried to listen in on their conversation but the lack of Grace didn't get him anywhere. So he moved forward keeping his head down and ducks behind a window.
He listens in.
"Two of the pack have been found dead. " The man says. "Someone is hunting us down."
"I thought the hunters were gone? " The old man says who was sitting in an armchair.
"I thought that to." The woman says "But it seems not all of them have vanished. It can't be the Angels they have no interest in us."
"Whoever it is, they are preventing us from hunting. " The man adds anger in his voice.
The old man stands up.
"It's simple we kill them. We don't let humans stomp over us like we're trash. They should remember we run this world now not them. Their world died when the Apocalypse started. I as your Alpha order you to get together and hunt the bastard down. Come back and bring the bodies with you It can be our feast. "
The werewolves shift into their monstrous form and lick their lips craving for a human.
The Alpha Werewolf nods.
"Good. The hunters will not know what's hit them."
Michael moves away from the window and gets his blade out.
"They will not know what's hit them." The archangel growled.
He stands up and turns round. A boy about seven looks at the archangel with his eyes widen.
Michael looks at his blade and back at the boy.
"Uh" He puts his blade away and raises his hands. "It's okay I'm not gonna hurt you." The boy says nothing . Michael gives him a concerned look. "What are you doing out here?" Again the boy says nothing . The archangel lowers himself so he was eye level to the child. "Are you lost? Do you have a place or a camp?" Michael sighs. "Little boy...you shouldn't be here it is dangerous. You got to come with me. "
Michael stands up and reaches out to take the boy's hand.
The boy looks up at him. His eyes turn a shade of yellow and fur grows out of his skin. The archangel takes a step back looking shocked.
"Werewolf."
The werewolf growls and raises his head. He let out a howl.
Suddenly werewolves jump down and surround the archangel. They growl and have their claws out ready to strike. Michael gets out his blade aiming it at the monsters.
"You attack you die." Michael says his voice stern.
The Alpha Werewolf walks through the pack and smiles.
"Good job Jojo. You found the little nuisance." The boy goes to his master's side and glares at the archangel. The Alpha Werewolf's eyes go yellow. "Hello dinner."
The werewolves howl wanting to get their hands on their supper.
The Alpha Werewolf grins.
" Get him. "