and I'm back. a couple new chapters, hope you like them.
The motel was nice, far nicer than the majority of the places Sam and Dean had stayed in over the years. It looked almost brand new or, at the very least, recently remodeled. The lobby buzzed with people, not just one guy in a grungy tee shirt behind a desk. Sam was a little creeped out by the overly perky desk attendant though. Either the guy was on some amount of caffeine or he just really loved his job.
"Busy night?" Sam asked while the attendant, Chet, typed their information into the computer.
"Any port in a storm, I guess." The guy smiled and handed Sam a key to their room. The man then offered Sam a tissue, saying something about him having a shaving cut, which was odd since Sam hadn't shaved since yesterday. Sam took the key and the tissue, dabbing at his neck.
"Is there a coffee shop here" Adam asked. The man directed them to the buffet in the adjoining room and Sam couldn't help but chuckle as Adam's eyes lit up when he mentioned that the pie was the best in the area.
Sam sat at a table with a small plate of food while Adam perused the buffet tables. He pulled up his laptop and opened a local news stations weather page. As he read the article he started to worry that something strange was going on. The weatherman said this storm popped up out of nowhere, and didn't even seem to be moving from the small area of the state that it was over. Sam could feel his gut telling him to escape, to run, but his brain just brushed it off. It was spring time, storms popped up all the time and when fronts collided they stalled out.
The room was just as nice as the rest of the hotel, chocolates on the pillows and pay-per-view TV. Adam had gone into the room in front of Sam and was lounging on a bed.
"Now this is more like it." He said, sinking into the overly plush bed.
Sam was just about to voice his concerns that this all seemed a little to coincidental when there was a loud banging on the wall on the side of the room where they had seen a couple walk in as the two made their way down the hallway. There was another bang, this time strong enough to dislodge brinks and send a cloud of dust into the room. Sam and Adam shared a look before Sam took off for the next room over. When he got there, there was no one there, and the wall on this side seemed undisturbed.
"That was….weird." Sam heard Adam say from the doorway behind him. Sam told him to stay in their room and went to talk to the desk attendant again.
The man told him the guests had simply checked out and couldn't, or wouldn't, say more. Sam returned to the room, even more concerned now. He voiced his concerns to Adam about everything that was going on, the higher end motel in the middle of nowhere, the strange storm and now whatever this was with the people next door.
"Do you guys ever get a day off?" Adam asked. No, not really. Sam thought.
"I'm gonna see if I can get the desk guy to tell me more." Sam said, digging through a bag. "You take this and just walk up and down the hallways, see if it lights up at all."
Sam tossed Adam the EMF reader Dean had made several years back before heading out the door in hopes of catching the clerk. He tailed the man through the halls for a bit before losing him in what looked like a dead end hallway. Heading back to the room, he saw Adam running towards him.
"Woah, slow down. Whats wrong?" Sam asked.
"Dude, I saw an elephant! An elephant, in one of the rooms. And this thing, it started going nuts. But when I turned back to get another look there was only some guy there." Adam rambled out, the kid clearly in shock.
"Alright, we're getting out of here, now." Sam said, pulling Adam back to the elevators. When they got to the lobby it was empty, Sam tried to open the doors and they were locked. Someone, or something, wanted them here. They would have to find out what and why and then kill it. The two looked around, walking through the kitchen in search of anyone. There was a pot left boiling on the stove and Adam went over to it to look at it. Whatever it was that was cooking was blood red and when Adam picked up the spoon in the pot there were eyeballs in it.
"I think I'm gonna puke." He said, turning away from the pot.
"Just breathe. You'll be fine." Sam said, heading for the large walk in fridge. As he approached and looked in, a guy he recognized from the buffet appeared at the window and started screaming for help. Sam pulled out his lock picking kit but before he could even get close to the door someone grabbed him and pulled him away. Looking over his shoulder he saw two guys in suits, one holding Adam and the other on him. Sam tried to fight back but they were far too strong for him. They were led to a conference room where it seemed like there was a meeting going on, a meeting of very bad people. They all had name tags with the names of gods from Norse to Hindu legends.
The clerk rolled in a cart with a covered platter, dramatically opened it to reveal several body parts including the head of the newlywed.
A bright light shined down on the brothers and the one with the nametag that said "Baldir" announced that the guest of honor had arrived. Sam and Adam were forced into chairs at the end of the big tables in the room. They both knew trying to escape right now was pointless, they'd just be caught and brought back, or killed.
Baldir started his speech, greeting everyone and talking about how nice it was to have so many gods under one roof.
"Oh, we are so screwed." Sam muttered.
"We all know why we are here, the Judeo-Christian apocalypse looms over us." Baldir said. "We have one bargaining chip, Lucifer's vessel."
The gods then started arguing with each other. Arguing over whose apocalypse would be the true end of the world, over whose beliefs were less credible than the others. Sam knew they only needed him and motioned for Adam to try to escape, using the escalating argument as a distraction. However, Adam was stopped by a falling chandelier.
"Stay." The woman in the red dress with the name Kali on her tag said. "You may only be the back-up vessel, but you are useful too."
Adam slunk back into his seat as she continued to speak, saying they needed to fight the archangels, that nothing else would stop this. The desk clerk, Mercury, piped in saying that they should try talking to them first, but Kali promptly shot down his idea by chocking him with his own blood.
The doors to the room suddenly flew open revealing Gabriel, who walked into the room with his usual flippant attitude. Sam's eyes widened in shock, sure that any minute now the gods would strike him dead. Adam just looked confused and Sam remembered that he had never met this angel, didn't know who he was. Gabriel continued to talk, the other gods referring to him by his assumed name of Loki. Gabriel of course said that the angels apocalypse couldn't be stopped and then turned back to the brothers.
"Sam and, well, not Dean. The adults need to talk." He said, snapping his fingers and sending them back to their room.