The Amulet

Part 2 – The Sacrifice

This causing a thin smile from the usually handsome features as I get a response:

"Wrong their Sammy and your brother is still the chosen one as far as some are concerned."

Our gaze locking as I swallow hard seeing the look of pure hate and unnerving malice that resides in that dark stare I am now receiving. My next words less certain:

"This is all meant to be over and Dean would never let you become his vessel Michael?"

As my gaze swings to the amulet on the floor between us a bad feeling deepening within me as my brothers gaze follows suit. The features turning into a menacing grin the tone hitting with more clout than the words:

"Really Sam but your already to late in trying to safe your brother life and you've been there before too."

The handsome features meeting my own the smile spreading as my hand clenches to a fist, with my choice of giving the amulet - back to him. The amulet he had deliberately left in a, motel room months before and what I had lifted for his sake.

Ending up being the completely wrong thing to do that it was if anything what had sparked this whole thing off with, the angels and who ever else out there still wanting my brother for a far greater purpose as I voice it:

"Dean you got to fight him and you brought us back here for a reason one not off Michael's choosing either."

My eye staying hitched on him uncertainty gleaming in the dark stare for a moment as I try desperately to maximise on it levelling it with the only thing I think off:

"You stopped all this before and how can you forget your own brother Dean, along with all our dead relatives?"

This for some reason causing me to smile as I see for the first time, that I have finely hit home clear hesitation and a frown showing on the features as I reply way to quickly:

"Dean we're both hunters and how can you forget the fire in this very house along with everything else brother?"

As I see him bite his lower lip the knife in his hand remaining taunt. With the moment of hesitation quickly passing the look darkening. Feeling instead first blown fear the silence between us gaining new depths.

My big brother picking this moment to yield his new powers, the right hand slowly rising the glare menacing as I shout out the only thing I can:

"Dean"

The pitch changing as I am tossed hard across this empty living room, hitting the back wall, then the floor blood seeping from the superficial head wound. As my head rises getting my bearing back quickly.

My eye quickly finding him as I once more face him the amulet back in his hand as I make another connection. Seeing the knife in his left hand as Dean speaks:

"It was what our father wanted me to do years ago Sammy."

With the look in the eye telling me its not Dean but still Michael I'm dealing with as I reply getting to my feet at the same time. As I bait him stepping forward using my height to its advantage:

"Come on then Dean finish it here and now but I do know what brought you back here brother."

Blood running down my own features as I let the colt what I still hold, drop to the floor. The handsome set features giving a smile to that the gaze dropping also and he's unable to look me in the eye as I go on my only certainty:

"You got angels on your shoulder Dean and you're the one who takes most after her plus this is the only place. You can still feel her presence."

This causing a shake of a head the answer to prompt:

"No and you've been watching to much of it's a wonderful life Sammy."

With it being the first response within the last twenty-four hours to sound remotely like, Dean as I go for the kill:

"Michael only needs you to counter balance the stakes Dean I got my soul back and now your paying the price for it."

The words definitely right even if he's still unaware of that fact with the answer not being my own brothers:

"Good your catching up kid but your brother did wrong with making another deal with death it gave Adam a foot hold."

This being news to me in every front my features turning to puzzlement the pieces starting to fall slowly into place:

"Adam is free, the apocalypse starts all over again Dean?"

As our eyes meet for a second seeming to see my big brother there the tone half his:

"Only it needs the true blood of a dying Winchester to finish it once and for all Sammy.

To close the gate, bring forth the new age and leave Michael and Lucifer to fight it out for eternity.

Half blood does not cut it but the righteous man does."

The head bowing as I get a glimpse at the Dean I know as I vault something at him:

"Or maybe Lucifer's vessel right Dean?"

As I get that same high standard smile of hate which does not belong to him the tone matching the look:

"The prophecy has already changed Sam only one Winchester from this generation survives and I've waited long enough for this vessel would you not agree."

The smile fading from the handsome features, the glare becoming deadly serious:

"Lucifer is coming and so is Adam and this is no longer your fight Sam and Lucifer has come in his true form this time mortal child."

With the words informing me of all I need know as I attack on a new front, using my fist first, hitting him square on the jaw. Taking the amulet from him in the same moment.

The knife flying out both our reach, as I beat him to it:

"So for a second time my big brother is left with no choice but to pick up the pieces from everybody else's mess Michael.''

As I grab the knife letting the amulet hit the floor as his left hand extends to reach it. The knife in my own hand slitting the wrist with accuracy as I let him in on a secret kept from him:

"Bobby did a little research of his own into that amulet Dean there was also something he kept from you.

Entrusting me with the knowledge if it ever came to this."

Dean's blood flowing freely onto the Amulet that most sacred of possessions as I tip him off on something else, aware for the first that something is at last starting to hit home as though he does remember something:

"You've seen heaven more than I Dean you told me about Ellen and God and the fact the one woman you still love with all your heart is there just you could not find her.

Plus Michael don't need you he just thinks he does and your going to need to forgive me this one big brother."

As I draw a sharp breath, feeling that other presence one I'm way to familiar with Lucifer and that my time is running out fast for saving Dean. As I lift the amulet putting it back into my brother's hand.

Feeling searing pain and the jolt as my eyes slowly open, refocusing with Michael still having a hold on my brother as I now deliberately stick the knife deep into my brother's heart. Hoping Bobby's knowledge to be right….

Hearing now the cry of shear pain and gut-wrenching agony. The gaze reflecting completing of my own as I look into those dying eyes as the bloody right hand touches my own checked shirt and that he does indeed remember me:

"Sammy"

The words barely audible as I grip the hand feeling the live diminish beneath as I remember another time and place and I am as powerless as I was then. Only it's myself bringing the end, game my gaze swinging briefly from Dean.

Lucifer no longer near or Michael for that fact as I hear the sound of door, expecting Cas with there being no one there as I turn back my brother's soul gone in that moment his blood now on my hands….

TO BE CONTINUED