Anthony Winchester's Tales
Chapter 3
Raising Hell Part One
I was shocked when I realized what Castiel had just said. God brought me back, why?
"But Raphael touched me. How? "
"He must have taken you somewhere when you were getting back. Then he did what he did to you so that you would think that he brought you back." Castiel looked too serious.
"Dean, I have things to settle right now. See ya." I turn to Castiel. "Nice to meet ya, Angel Boy." I run to my car and enter it. I drove away.
Sam is running and sees the 67 Impala stopping by. He enters the car.
"So, did he?" Sam asked Dean.
Dean resumed driving and didn't answer Sam's question.
"He works for Raphael. He's after the weapons just like us." Dean said looking to the road.
"He's the enemy? He seems nice and all."
"Yes, Sammy. I'm not sure but I think I saw something in his eyes. Like disappointment." Dean turned the radio on and a Kansas song is playing. Sam looks out the window as the car kept moving.
I'm in my Hotel room. Someone knocks at my door, I open it and a Caucasian Male is there, looking at me.
"Need anything?" I asked the guy.
"It's me. We need to talk." He said demanding.
"Sorry sir. Do I know you?"
He enters my room and closes the door. I just stare at him.
"It's me, Raphael."
"Oh." Something just clicked inside my head. "Sorry for my behavior. I wasn't expecting to see you like that. I thought you were Afro-American." I keep staring at him.
"That was my former vessel. Have you found anything yet?"
"No, and I won't. I'm not working for you anymore." I said it like if I was sure of it.
"What are you saying? Don't you know who I am?" He was angry. I just nodded at him.
"You heard. Now get out." I pointed to the door but he wasn't leaving.
"You're going to regret this. I'll kill you."
"Come on now. We both know it wasn't you who took me out of Heaven. And good luck in killing me." I got ready to fight.
Raphael stretches his right arm and an Archangel Dagger appears on his hand.
"I'm no Angel. That won't work on me."
"Believe me, it will." He starts slashing through the air; I jump to avoid getting slashed. I grab a Katana I had on the bed, with one slash I take the knife off his hands. "This isn't over Anthony. I'll get you." He said disappearing. I grab the hand that felt from him and take the Dagger off of it.
"Guess he'll need three hands and a Dagger now." I put it away in my bag and I grab a few files on the coffee table nearby. "What should I kill today? I'll go with the werewolf." I grab a file of those I took earlier and left the room.
It was already dark and I was laid against a wall. I didn't see any werewolf activity nearby. I look at my watch and it was 3:30 am.
"I give up." I said. "There's not going to be any werewolf here tonight." I start walking away. Something grabs and pulls me and then something big falls on the floor. I look at the person who pulled me to his side and see Castiel.
"Castiel?" I turn to look to what had just felt from a second floor and I see a werewolf, it starts to get up. I place my hand on my holster to grab my gun but it's not there. "Where is it? Where's my gun?" The Werewolf starts walking towards me. I look at Castiel. "Run!" I run past Castiel, he stands on the same spot. "C'mon! I have to get a weapon."
"You have one in your pocket. A silver blade." Castiel seemed sure of what he was saying.
I took the silver blade out of my pocket. The Werewolf jumps at Castiel but he disappears and the Werewolf hits the floor. It looks at me. I walk backwards. The Werewolf charges at me but in the moment of collision I throw myself to my left and we both fall on the floor. It got my legs. Thinking of what to do to survive is the most important right now, but still I have someone in my mind. I try to shake my leg, the Werewolf starts pulling me toward itself. I just struggle to get away but it's too strong, in a matter of second I'm under it. It tries to scratch my face but I manage to grab its hands. I do my best to kick it off of me but it seems to be heavy so he doesn't even move a little. I notice the blade I have in my hand and look at it for a second. Then something comes to me. I let go of one of its hands, grab the blade and stick it right in its head. It gets up and screeches; I got up and kicked the blade deeper in its skull. There is a lot of blood coming out of its head. It falls on the ground dead. I take my blade out of its head. It turns human.
"Sorry buddy. You're not sexy enough. Besides, I'm not into your kind." I start to walk towards my car smiling.
It was already afternoon and I just got my weapon back, now personalized. I enter the car with the gun in my holster. I sit there, take it from my holster and admire it. Such a stunning Desert Eagle. It reminds me of the one in Resident Evil 5, the so called Lightning Hawk. I decided to name it after that one. I have played the game several times so I knew how it looked and personalized mine to be exactly the same.
"New gun I see." Hearing these words, I just jumped on my seat. I wasn't expecting to see Castiel sitting next to me in my car.
"Damn it Angel Boy. You scared the hell out of me." I placed my hand on my head as I laid it down on the wheel. "Next time, a warning would be nice. What are you doing here?"
"Your boss is trying to raise a hell on Earth. You have to stop him. You're the only one who can." He looked serious.
"I no longer work for him." Castiel seemed puzzled. "I don't want to be lied to. He was lying to me. He's an Angel, how can he do that?"
"He's more trained than some other Angels. He learned to do it. And I should not discuss Angel matters with you." He seemed like he didn't want to tell me more.
"Okay. Do you have a list of things I should not mention to you?" I asked hoping it would be a small list.
"Angels, Heaven, Hell, Sacred Weapons, Dean, Sam and God."
"What? Dean and Sam? Why?" I was a little confused.
"I will not discuss it with you." Castiel said making me more curious about that.
I looked outside. I could see people walking from one side to another, people shopping: the normal routine of human beings.
"Why are you here?" I looked at Castiel but he was gone. "Now he leaves."
I start the engine and drove back to my Motel Room.
Arriving at the Motel, I see Dean's car parked on the parking lot. I park my car next to his and get in the Motel.
In the Motel, Sam and Dean are checking in as I enter and walk towards the receptionist.
"Hi mister Winchester. How was your night?"
"Normal Cindy. I already told you that you could call me Anthony. I came to grab a bag I left with you yesterday." She grabs the bag and hands it to me. Dean and Sam look at me as I look at them and smile. "Thanks Cindy." I look at their ID Cards, one word to describe them FAKE! "Hi both." They nodded politely at me as I left.
"Which room is he staying in?" Sam asked Cindy.
"Room 406." She grabs and hands both of them a key. "Your room sirs, 408. Have a nice stay. Need any help with luggage?"
"No, it won't be necessary. Thanks." Dean said. They both left the reception and went directly to their room.
I entered my room, closed my door and turned to face my bed and Castiel was there, he seemed to be waiting.
"Are you following me Angel Boy?" I asked with an angry tone.
"No, I am not. I have a name, Castiel." He said looking at me.
"Okay Castiel. And yes you are following me. Everywhere I go I see you there. You were in my car and now in my room. What do you want from me?"
"I want you to stop Raphael." I looked at him. He was serious. I didn't even ask why.
"I can't." I said while sitting next to him.
"Yes, you can. He'll bring the apocalypse all over again."
"Why don't you go ask Dean and Sam to do it? They've done it once." I said trying to avoid his eyes.
"They have a lot to worry about."
"And why me? You said you shouldn't talk about Angel things with me."
"Anthony, I shouldn't but I am. I need…" someone knocks at the door, I look at it. Castiel vanishes.
"I'll…" I notice Castiel's absence. "Right. Just a second." I go and open the door.
"Hey." Dean looked at me with a raised brown.
"Dean and Sam, come on in." They enter and I close the door.
"I heard Cass, where is he?" Dean asked me.
"I don't know. He just vanished."
"That's him alright." I could see that Dean wanted to talk to Castiel.
"So…hum… got a job here?"
"Yeah." Dean said with no excitation.
"Want a beer or something?" He and Sam nodded; I went to the fridge and grabbed a couple of beers, opened them and gave them to Sam and Dean. "What brings you to town?"
"Some Werewolf attacks in here are causing stress among the hunters, that's why we're here." Dean said looking serious.
"Werewolves hum?" Dean nodded. "I killed one last night. Yes, you may say they're different. They're smarter."
Sam started looking at some pictures I had on the counter he stood in front of a picture with John holding a 4 years old child.
"Is this you?" He said pointing at the picture.
"Yes. It's me and my father when I was approximately 4 years old. I mean our father." I paused for a brief moment. "Now, if you need any help, I'm here for you."
"I don't think we're going to need any help. But thanks anyway." Dean said seriously.
I could immediately see a little of distrust on Dean's expression. But that faded away ratter quickly, it was barely noticeable. They finished drinking and placed the bottles on the table.
"We now have to go, hope to see you again Anthony." Sam smiled while saying this. Dean wasn't that sure if he'd be happy or if he'd try to kill me next time.
They left the room. Living alone in a motel room is quite boring but having someone who keeps messing with your things and destroying your love life is even worse. That's why I don't team up that often. I don't like to be bossed around, that was what Raphael was doing to me. His name echoed in my head when I thought of weapons… then the celestial weapons and then the fact of me being my brother's enemy because of Raphael. Let's face it, life isn't always that peachy keen as everyone what's it to be or says it is. Life is a bitch, and there's nothing you can do about it. Dean distrusts me. Sam, he seems nice and all but Dean will find a way to destroy this friendship that's growing between us, I'm sure of it. And the fact that he's my half-brother bothers me even more. And now… Castiel… What does he want from me? Why do I have to do it? I don't get it. He first tells me he can't talk about a thing and then talks about that same thing. It looks like he's playing around with me. Another thing that I can't stand is when people seem to play around with serious stuff.
"Damn it! There are so many things wandering through mind right now." I said out loud.
"It's normal." I turned around and found Castiel; there he was like if he was listening to everything I was thinking. "You have too much problems but yet you need to focus in one thing only."
"I told you, I'm not going to go back to my boss."
"Are you a hunter?" He asked tilting his head a little bit.
"Yes, but…"
"Then you will do it to help the world." He interrupted my thought and I could think of anything else but the hard work I would start doing.
"What do I get in return?" Castiel tilted his head again with a confused look.
"What do you want in return?" He asked still tilting his head.
"So I'll get something in return. When I and if I get back I'll tell you what I want." He looks at me.
"So that means you're doing it. You'll need this." He hands me an Archangel Blade but I give it back to him.
"I have one already." I go to my bag and grab it. "I took it from Raphael."
"That'll make you job more difficult as you'll have his minions around. But you can still make it." I raised him an eyebrow.
"I'll just have to raise a hell in his life right?" I asked while sitting on the bed.
"No, you'll have to find out where the celestial weapons are now, and give that info to me. It is said that Raphael has some of them. I need them too."
"Those I think they're in a warehouse." I said to Castiel. "I don't know where exactly."
"That's what I need to know." I look down and then back at him. Well at least where he was.
"Damn it Castiel. You always go like this?"
It's night, I am meeting with one of Raphael's minions. We enter a mansion; it's all full of light. A Caucasian male walks down the stairs.
"I wasn't hoping to see you. You are dumber than I thought. I have threatened you and still you come to me." He said while walking down the wooden staircase.
"As I'm precious to you, I don't think you'll kill me. I'm back. I'll work for you again but this time I have a few things to say."
"No, you don't." When I heard this I suddenly felt unsure if I was doing the right thing. "What if I don't accept your help? I'm not planning to do it."
"I'll leave then."
"No you won't. I won't let you." Two Angels block the main door and all other doors are sealed as well with iron doors. He walks towards me. "I hope you understand…" I look for a way out and finally saw a window in the second floor. "I'm doing this for your own good."
"If you were, you'd let me go." I stretch my arm and the Archangel Blade comes out of my sleeve, I grab it. "Want to lose one last time?"
"It seems you were prepared." I look confused wondering why *were* and not *are*. An Angel takes the Blade away from my hand. "Thanks Nathaniel. What now Anthony?"
"Now I'll leave." I push him aside and run to the window.
"Get him!" Raphael commanded the other Angels.
I keep running to the window and jump through it, protecting my eyes and head. I land perfectly on the grass and run away. Raphael looks though the window.
"I'll kill you next time you meet me."
Tired of running I just got in my car and drove away. Castiel appeared on the driving seat.
"It did not go well." Castiel was looking at the road.
"Are they following me?" I looked behind.
"No, they'll not follow you. Raphael said he would kill you next time he met you."
"I don't care. I just want to get drunk now. After that almost ass kicked by Angels what do you want me to do?" I said panting.
"Drunk? You'll drink a liquor store?"
"No. I'll just go to a bar and drink 'till dawn. Want to come? That's if you don't have anything to do." I was a little skeptical to the answer he would give me.
"Okay." I looked amazed when I heard it.
I never thought he would accept it. I saw drinking alcohol as a sin. Since we get some pleasure in it and seeing Castiel accepting it made me think that he had done it before. I stopped at a bar. We both got in and sat at a table. There were some girls around and mostly boys. I say that cause they seem young.
"I don't see you drinking." Castiel said as I looked everywhere to get familiar with the place.
"Wait 'till that girl comes by." The girl pokes a guy and points towards our table, the guy starts walking towards us.
"I see a guy coming."
"We'll ask him." He stands next to our table.
"Welcome to Heavenly Plains, what can I bring you?" He asked.
"Heavenly Plains? This sure doesn't look like heaven to me." Castiel made that observation.
"Castiel, it's just a name." I turn to the guy. "Sorry for him, he's a little humoristic sometimes. I'll get a whiskey bottle for both." The man pointed it in his tiny little notebook.
"I'll get it for you." He winks at me. I look at Castiel as the man walks away.
"Did you see that?" Castiel looked confused.
"No. What is it?"
"He winked at me." I coughed a little.
"What are those guys doing?" Castiel pointed at two guys kissing each other.
I suddenly realized something. But I didn't tell it to Castiel. The man comes again, this time with a bottle of whiskey. He placed it on our table and a two glasses as well. I pay the bottle.
"I have one question." I told the man. The man nodded like if he was allowing me to talk. "Is this… a gay bar?" I totally didn't want it to be, nice music playing and bringing an Angel to a gay bar… that's terrible. The guy smiled at me.
"Yes, it is. You're dating?" He asked curiously.
"No, we're just friends." I said nervously.
"Good, then later we can have a three way." He started walking away.
I suddenly felt my jaw falling to the floor. What have I done? Was there even a sign saying it was a gay bar? Oh, my God… the pink sign saying Heavenly Plains… That's so gay. Why didn't I notice it? I looked at Castiel with an apologetic look and he gave me a confused look. Well as we are here we might as well drink, go with the guy not knowing a thing and then tomorrow we'd wake up without any memory of the yesterday. Nah, if at least it was that simple. I don't know how that happened, we are at a gay bar and that's what matters. We need to get out. I looked at Castiel again; he seemed to be enjoying the place. He was serious but he was less than he usually is. Going to a place he wouldn't be enjoying would make me look bad, I decided we'd stay. After a bottle of whiskey we'd leave.
"What does gay mean?" Castiel asked me.
"Hum… I… gay is when a person feels an attraction for people of the same sex. In our case we'd have to love men."
"I love Dean and Sam, does that make me gay?" I facepalmed myself.
"Damn it Castiel. It's not like that. Do you know what being in love is?" I asked him.
"Yes, I do. Not that I am but I heard things from Dean about Lisa…"
"If a guy's in love with another guy, he's gay, or if a guy has sex with other guy, he's gay." I told him.
"Is that good?" I facepalmed myself again. By my reaction Castiel saw that he was saying embarrassing things.
"Gay guys find it highly pleasuring. I might say that gay people sometimes are seen as black ships of society." I looked at the floor.
"Analyzing your behavior makes me think something. Are you gay?"
"Hum… I… We got here by mistake. I didn't know this was a gay bar. Sorry." I tried to avoid the subject not being sure of his reaction I just apologized to him for bringing him there.
"It's okay, I like the place."
We start drinking the whiskey. A few minutes, one bottle and few beers later, we are incredibly drunk. I'm laughing uncontrollably. Castiel has red cheeks; his eyes are a little closed. I stop laughing and sighed.
"To answer your question, yes." He looks at me trying to remember the question.
"What question?" He asked.
"Forget it. He's back." The man comes back again.
"Sorry guys, the bar is closing. Wanna go to my place and have the three way?" He asked while smiling.
As I was drunk and usually I would say him to just get the fuck out of my face but I just stared at him and let Castiel make the decision.
"Okay, does it mean more drink?" Castiel said and asked with such a natural tone.
"Sure it does." Castiel made the man smile even more.
Being an Angel and drunk made me realize that drunk Angels are even more idiots than when they're not drunk.
"Can I talk to my friend for a second?" The man nodded.
I took Castiel out of the bar and just laid myself against a wall.
"Castiel, you know what you got us into?"
"More drinks?" Castiel looked at me with his adorable cheeks still red and eyes half closed.
"No, we got into have sex with the bar man and with each other." I told him while scratching my nose. "My nose itches. Maybe someone is talking about me."
The bar man exited the bar and came to us.
"So are you ready?" He asked happily.
"Sorry man, something just came up. My brother text messaged me, he needs my help with something. And Castiel here is coming with me, my brother hasn't seen him in ages." I told the guy.
"That's not true. I saw Dean and Sam yesterday."
"I was talking about Adam!" Castiel looked confused as I made him step in my car.
"You're going to drive in that condition?" The man asked pointing at me.
"My Motel is not that far and my brother is in a room next to mine so… Maybe other time. See you." I waved at the guy before entering the car and driving away.
"Adam is in the cage with Lucifer and Michael. How's he in a room next to yours?"
"It was a lie. We needed to get out of there."
After a few minutes of silence I finally parked the car in the Motel's parking lot and we both got out of it. We headed to my room. Dean was in the corridor and saw me in, Castiel entered before I did so Dean didn't see him.
"What has he been doing tonight? Maybe a party with Raphael." Dean said.
My room was just as I liked it to be. Castiel laid himself on the bed I went to take a shower. The things seemed to be dancing around me. I got in the shower and I touched the hot water button. I looked at it. So many Hotels and Motels I've been in and I've never seen anything like this. It's amazing. I smiled. Then a sniff came out of nowhere, I covered my privates and looked behind. Castiel was looking at me… while I took a shower…
"PERVERT! Get out!" I yelled at him, he looked down and sat at the toilet seat. I closed the shower door. He couldn't see me anymore.
"Sorry. Is this wrong?"
"I'm the one who should apologize, I over reacted. You're an Angel and you never had this kind of behavior. When I get out, you're in."
"What?" He said, judging by his way to speak he didn't know what I was doing there.
"I'm taking a shower. It's a good way to relax and clean yourself. You'll try it today."
I open the door, the water isn't running anymore. I grab a towel and place it around my waist. With other towel I start taking the water off of me. I'm already cleaned. I place my underwear with Castiel looking away; then I take off the towel and dress my pajamas.
"You can look now." Castiel looks at me. "You undress yourself completely and get in there, then press the orange button and the water will run."
Castiel did as I told him; I grabbed two new towels and placed them on the counter near the shower.
"Here you have your towels. If you need me just call."
"Okay." He nodded at me and I smiled at him.
I got out of the bathroom.
Castiel entered the shower and looked at the door. He made it slide until closed then he looked at the buttons, the blue on the right and the orange on the left both saying cold and hot respectively. He pressed the orange one and the water started running, it was not that hot and not that cold, it was getting hotter but the feeling of being touched by hot water was nice. He liked it. He saw soap and asked himself what that was for, he grabbed it and it just slipped off his hands. He grabbed it again and Jimmy's memories of a shower came to mind, he just started rubbing the soap on his skin. I'll stop here cause he didn't tell me what happened next. I just know he got out of the bathroom with a big boner. I could see it in the pajama I borrowed him.
Castiel left the bathroom and looked at me, laying down on the bed.
"So how was it?" I asked him.
"Refreshing."
"Turned the water off?" He nodded. "You look good in pajamas." I smiled at him.
"Thanks, I guess."
"Well, you'll sleep here on the bed and I'll go to the couch. Okay?" I seemed not drunk.
"Okay." He said then he laid down on the bed and I went to the couch, I had some blankets with me and put them on me. Castiel looked at me while I placed my pillow in the back of my head and rested my head on it. "So these things are for us to rest our heads on?"
"Yes Castiel. Can I turn the lights off?"
"Sure." With a clap the lights were Castiel was amazed. He could believe it was witchcraft but he didn't want to. That night he made a new friend: me.
I know it's a long time since I posted the last one and this sucks a little and it's too long and I sometimes change between past and present but I hope you like it. Some stories I love are long. I do not think there'll be the second part for now. I'll be working in the story but the Raising Hell Part Two will come in distant future. I still haven't entitled the next chapter. I hope you like this story, review for me to get better and stuff. How many Microsoft Word pages should I use? That's the question I'm asking myself right now. See you next chapter.