What Is And What Should Never Be.
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AU-
Sam just couldn't believe it. Two weeks gone by and he was still in some crappy swapped place where his brother would beat him up. Not giving a damn if Sam was hurt, Dean would continue beating and insulting. He wouldn't stop. He'll just keep on beating. And it did hurt. No, Sam wasn't hurt at the body, it was his heart that was paining and crying. He was sad.
"Oww! Bobby! Slowly, it hurts!" Sam screeched as Bobby applied antiseptic on his wounded arm.
"No, you put antiseptic and i'm sure it tickles. Idgit."
"Oh come on Bobby."
Okay Sam would have said that, but it was someone else's voice. Sam recognized it after hearing the voice dripping with sarcasm and hatred every night and every day.
"Dean, what are you doing here?" Bobby asked.
"Nothing, just passing by, saw this wuss g-"
"Dean. You hurt him so much that now it has swelled up. And this deep cut? Dean, what's wrong with you kid? You weren't like this before."
"Oh..oh..I see." Dean grabbed a chair and sat on it. "I am again at fault, huh? I was the one starting the apocalypse. I was the one who trusted a demon over his own brother, I was the one who broke the last seal. Yeah, sure. I DON'T THINK SO! THIS LITTLE JERK HERE HAS DONE ALL OF THEM HE HAS CHANGED AND YOU SAY I HAVE CHANGED?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU BOBBY?!"
"First of all, you mind your tone with me." Bobby ignored the eye roll and continued," And second, you swore you'd never let anyone touch your brother and now you yourself are hitting him? what type of brother are you?"
"So, now you are taking his side?"
"I ain't taking any sides! I am just being fair!"
"Oh right. Sticking up for Mister I-Started-The-Apocalypse is not called TAKING SIDES?"
Bobby glared at Dean, like he was an alien. Bobby was disgusted. A lot. Come on, Dean is calling all that to Sammy sitting right here? There was a moment of awkward silence, but Sam broke it.
"You broke the first seal, Dean."
Sam got up and went out.
Dean looked at Bobby shocked, but Bobby on the other side was amazed and gave him i-told-you-he-got-nerves look. Dean got up and followed his brother who kept walking.
Only two thoughts ran in Sam Winchester's mind. Dean has changed or it wasn't his world at all. And now he was meant to be prepared for a fight. A combat.
Dean turned his brother by his shoulder, but got a punch in return. Dean angry at being punched lunged himself at Sam. Sam grabbed hold of him by his shoulders and rammed his knee in Dean's stomach. Dean doubled in pain but quickly got his knife out and slashed it towards Sam. Sam dodged it, and got on one side. Dean kicked on the side and got Sam by his chest. Sam stepped back in pain and took a minute to revive but when he looked up he saw a knife coming straight for him. Heb ducked it and it broke a car's window. Dean was quick. He did a roundhouse kick which Sam managed to dodge by ducking. Sam grabbed a glass shard and he stabbed it in Dean's foot.
"Oww!" Dean yelled in pain and went down. Sam looked at Dean but got a surprise when Dean did a ground kick and Sam felt a jab of pain in his chest. He wouldn't be surprised if he got bruised ribs.
Sam fell down.
Dean looked at Sam, he raise his foot to ram it in his stomach but someone, well, more of something pushed him aside.
A man wearing trench coat helped Sam up.
"What do you think you two are doing?" Castiel asked.
The two remained silent. Luckily, neither of them had gone for the face.
"Trying to kill each other? You are no good dead! Sam, I didn't expect sincerity from Dean, but you? Dean Winchester, you. What do you think,huh, killing your brother would stop the apocalypse? You started it, without knowing, tricked by Alasatir. Sam ended it, without knowing, tricked by Ruby. So who is at fault?!"
"Ruby and Alastair." Dean and Sam muttered.
"What?"
"Nothing." They felt as if they were in elementary school, Castiel was the head, and they had gotten into a bad fight over who stole the pencil. "Dean, apologize to Sam now."
Dean looked up."Never."
"Dean." Castiel glared at him.
"No!"
Dean rushed inside.
Sam looked at Cass. "Thanks, for listening." Sam expected a your welcome but all he got was the flapping of wings, indicating that Cass was gone. He was all alone with cars. He went inside and rushed to the bathroom to check his chest for any injuries.
Real World-
"Dean, I don't think it is a good idea to trap Zachriach like that." Castiel said.
Dean was making the angle sigil on the back of the door. A circle ready on the floor to put on fire if Zachriach does not reply and go as they wish.
Dean smirked, "New days, Cass. New times."
"what does that mean?"
"Forget it."
"Forgotten."
"Good boy."
"You too."
"Don't repeat after me."
"I won't repeat after you."
"Very well."
"Very well, then."
Dean turned now simple annoyed. "Don't repeat!"
"I wont-"
"Shut Up, Cass!"
Cass fell silent.
Dean then went to the side table and started the ritual. He lit everything and Zachriach appeared in front of them inside the circle, and that instant Cass put the circle on with Holy Fire
"Oh come on Dean! you- Cass, you are working with this human against your own kind."
"I'm not saying anything, Zachriach." Castiel said
"So, Zach. Now you get my brother back and I let you go." Dean demanded.
"you think I am that foolish."
"I don't think, I am sure. Now you peacefully get Sam back, and you go back in one piece." Dean threatened as he inched closer to the angel.
"Look you can do this whole day and I won't get your brother back, till you say yes to my demand."
"Agreeing to the terms and conditions of Michael, oh please."
"Fine, then suffer without your brother."
Dean gave a side glance to Zachriach. he wasn't saying yes to Michael, but he wanted his brother back.
"Why do you want to make it so complicated?"
"Oh, Avril. I like that singer. She is good little song writer. Anyways back on topic. Your yes. I want your yes for Micheal."
Zachraich suddenly saw Dean open a bottle.
"No, No. Not Holy Oil. You do that to me and I die. I die you don't get your brother back."
"I may not. But come on just a bit of it, won't hurt." Dean sprinkled a bit of it on Zachriach. A bit of it went on the fire, making it blaze brighter.
"AHHH!" The angle started to burn wherever the Holy Oil touched him.
"Zachraich, It is for your own good, if you get Sam Winchester back. You'll be safe. Well, not in one piece but alive." Cass said
"Remember i promised to you, Zach. I would stab you. I can do that right now!"
Zachriach remained silent.
"Why can't Castiel do it?" Zachriach looked at Cass.
"Because it is out of my power. Fetching that long, I can't do."
"Weakling." Zachraich said, but then regretted it when he saw Dean open the bottle again. "Look, Dean I can do you one favor."
"What?" Dean demanded.
"I can show you what is going on with your brother."
Now Dean fell silent.
He slipped into a scene. His brother was lying on the bed in pain. He wanted to call out to Sam. But he couldn't.
As Dean looked more, he found there was a scar on Sam's left cheek. He was sure it wasn't there before. His brother was really being tortured. Dean closed his eyes.
"Hey! What the hell are you thinking by lying there?!"
Dean opened his eyes to see an exact replica of him standing there.
"I-I am sorry.."
Dean felt sorry to see his brother like that.
But the replica didn't feel so. He grabbed Sam by the collar and slammed him in a wall.
Sam grunted in pain. Dean wanted to run to save Sam but it was as if he was stuck to the place.
He punched Sam in the stomach, and the the face. Sam began to cough out blood. But he didn't stop, he continued to him.
Dean felt helpless seeing his brother being tortured like that and that to by his own replica. Dean wanted to run and save him or cry out or do anything to distract him and save Sam but he couldn't.
Dean thought hours had gone by when finally Sam stumbled to the bed alone. Dean saw Sam wipe his tears and take out something from the bag. It was the amulet. Sam had kept it with him! It meant a lot to Sammy and Dean being an idiot threw it. Dean made a mental note to talk about it when Sam came back.
Before anything else could be flashed in front of Dean's eyes, he came back. This time Zachriach didn't get him back, Castiel did. Because Zachriach was gone and the fire had died down.
"You fuzzhead!" Castiel yelled at Dean and shook him hard.
"What?"
"He tricked you. he knew the fire had die down in a few minutes but he even know you had convince him in a few minutes so he sent you in a scene!"
Dean was too stunned to speak. He had just lost Zachriach, which meant Sammy would have to handle that crap longer.
A/N- Hope you like the chapter! I posted a new story 'You kill My father, you pay for it' Xover of Percy Jackson and Supernatural. Do read and review! Review here too please!