CHAPTER SEVEN
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Warnings and disclaimer are in the first chapter
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The next day we could see the Winchesters and their father figure, Bobby Singer, went to the house that belonged to one of Bobby's friends. The reason why they went to meet her was because they wanted to ask her help about the so-called 'angel' that had rescued Dean from Hell with the Blood Sorcerer.
Of course Dean had tried to make them let it go but the two were stubborn and would not stop until they got the answer they needed. With a deep sigh the eldest Winchester let his two precious people in the world to lead him to their helper.
"Bobby!"
Dean looked up only to find a woman with a long, dark brown curly hair, looking to be in her thirties, opening the door of the house they went and smiling at them. It made Dean arched his eyebrow.
"You're a sight for sore eyes," Bobby told the woman.
"So, these boys?" she asked him.
"Yes," he looked at the Winchesters. "Sam, Dean, this Pamela Barnes, the best damn psychic in the state," he introduced her to the brothers.
"Bobby..." Dean looked at his father figure. "I don't think this is a good idea..." he had a feeling later everything would plunge to chaos if this woman decided to read him.
"Come on, Dean, we need to know if what the Blood Sorcerer said to us was true or not..." Sam looked at his older brother. "We need to know is this 'angel' a big deal or not... we need to be cautious..."
With a sigh Dean decided to let them do whatever they wanted to do for he knew even though he explained it until his face became blue, they still would not believe that Castiel was a real angel. In their minds at this moment was, the Blood Sorcerer or Harrison was the one who had pulled Dean's soul and the so-called angel was his pet.
"So... what will you do?" Dean decided to ask Pamela.
"Well, I just want to get a sneak peak at it... like a crystal ball without the crystal..." Pamela explained.
'What?' a frown appeared on Dean's face. '... She wants to get a sneak peak at Castiel?' from what he learned from Harrison, an angel like Castiel had a true from that made from the light of God, that meant humans could not see it. If there was a human that wanted to look at the true form of an angel, something bad would happen to them.
Pamela started to spread a black tablecloth that covered in symbols over a small table. The older Winchester knew he needed to stop the woman before something bad happened to her because of her decision to look at Castiel's true form.
"I think... I think we need to stop now..." Dean told the others. "We should let this go... My guts tell me this is a bad idea..."
Sam looked at Dean. "Come on, Dean, we need to know if this 'angel' is a real angel or a demon that disguised itself to look like an angel..." he told the older Winchester. "We cannot believe what the Blood Sorcerer had told us yesterday..."
Dean looked at Sam and Bobby. "I don't understand why you two dislike Harrison... he's nice..." he told them.
"Are you crazy, Dean?" Sam looked at Dean with surprise on his face. "He's the Blood Sorcerer! He's a witch that has a contract with a high-class demon!"
'... No... He isn't a witch and his power isn't from a contract with a high-class demon... he's cambion and that means his power is his own...' those what he wanted to tell his younger brother and father figure, but he could not for it was not his right to tell someone what Harrison really was.
With a sigh Dean sat down on one of the chairs around the table. He knew he needed to do something before Pamela started the ritual to take a peak of Castiel. With that in his mind, the older Winchester put his right hand inside his right pocket where a calling crystal that Harrison had given to him yesterday.
He grasped the crystal tightly into his fist and waited for the crystal to emit a heat. If that happened it meant Harrison had sensed Dean and would come to help him. He was relieved not too long the crystal became emitted a light heat and it meant Harrison knew that Dean needed his help at this moment.
"Okay, take each others' hands," Pamela told the three men. "Now, I need to touch something that our 'angel' had touched..."
Reluctantly Dean rolled up his sleeve until Castiel's hand-mark visible for everyone in the room. He stiffened a little when the woman touched the mark and started the ritual. Now Dean became more anxious, he needed Harrison to appear right now to make sure this woman would not be hurt in the end.
"I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle. I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle. I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle," she started to chant.
Dean looked towards the television in the corner of the room when it flickered on to show static. His hand twitched with anxiousness for he knew Pamela succeed having a contact with Castiel.
"Castiel?" Dean turned when Pamela uttered the name of Harrison's lover. "No, sorry, Castiel, I don't scare easy!"
"I... I think we need to stop now..." Dean looked around the room, hoping for Harrison to appear at right now.
"It's going to be all right," said Pamela to the older Winchester.
Sam looked at his older brother. "Stop fidgeting, Dean..." he told the green-eyed male. "We need to know what this 'angel' really is..."
"I command you to show me your face!" and the room started to shake along with the table.
Bobby looked at Pamela then to Dean. "I think Dean is right... we should stop now..." the man told Pamela, fearing something bad was going to happen.
"I almost got it," Pamela told the three men. "I command you, show me your face!"
"STOP PRYING!" Harrison yelled at the woman when he appeared in the room, along with sending an invisible force to the table, scattering the candles. The impact of the force made the contact Pamela had with Dean's shoulder broke.
Dean was thankful that Harrison had come when everything started to become dangerous. He looked at the cambion with gratitude before disappeared when Sam abruptly stood up from his seat and went to Harrison. He groaned in annoyance at his younger brother's stubbornness and stood up from his seat so he could stop him before he did something regretful.
"What do you think you're doing?" Sam demanded at the green-eyed young man. "We're nearly seeing the real 'angel' of yours! So why did you stop us?"
Harrison looked at Sam right in the eyes before hissed dangerously. "I stopped all of you because if I let this continued, that woman's eyes would burn out from trying to see Castiel's true form!" he poked Sam's chest harshly. "Your brother had told you to stop pursuing this foolishness but you didn't want to listen! You should thankful that I arrived right before her eyes were burn out because of my mate's true form!"
"Enough!" Bobby's voice made the two stopped fighting. "Stop fighting! We need to help Pamela not bickering like children!"
With a sigh Harrison moved to where the woman was and kneeled beside her. He was relieved when he found out that the woman's eyes were only wounded not burned out. He had come right the moment she nearly saw Castiel's true form. If he came a second late, this woman would get his eyes burned out from his mate's grace.
"Is she going to be okay?" Dean asked Harrison.
"... She is going to be all right..." he told Dean. "... Her eyes still intact, they were only wounded because she caught a small flicker of Castiel's true form..." he looked at the older Winchester. "... You need to send her to the hospital to make sure her eyes heal nicely..."
Dean nodded in understanding. "... Hey..." Harrison looked at the older Winchester. "Thanks for coming when I called you..."
Harrison chuckled a little. "I gave you that crystal so you could call me whenever you need my help, Dean..." he told the older Winchester. "... However, if you need Castiel's help, you can pray to him..."
"Pray?" Dean looked at Harrison with confusion on his face.
Harrison smiled. "He's an angel, to let him know that you need his help is with praying to him..." after he said that, the cambion teleported himself from the room in a swirl of blood.
"Dean?" Sam looked at his older brother.
Dean shook his head and took Pamela into his arms so he could put her into the impala and then took her to the hospital, where she would be treated for her wounds. "Come, we need to take her to the hospital before her wounds were infected..."
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Harrison reappeared in the bedroom of his and his mate's house, only to find the said Seraph sitting on the bed with his head down. The cambion felt sad when he saw the hunched figure of his mate. He knew the Seraph felt guilty for nearly burning that woman's eyes. However, he knew it was not Castiel's fault, he had tried to warm the woman and make her stopped whatever she did, but she was very stubborn and it gave her a nearly dire consequence.
"Castiel," Harrison walked closer to his mate.
Castiel looked up at Harrison with distraught expression on his face. "I tried to make her stop looking, beloved," he told the cambion.
"I know..." he knelt in front of the Seraph to touch his cheeks and pulled his face closer to his so their foreheads were touching. "I am the one who need to be blamed..." he told the Seraph.
Castiel shook his head. "No, you're not the one who needs to be blamed. You had come right the moment she nearly saw all of my true form..." he told the cambion.
Harrison nodded in understanding. "Now... what do you want to do, Castiel?" he asked the Seraph.
"Now?" the Seraph pulled Harrison onto his lap. "Now... all I need to do is seeing them..." he told the cambion.
"... Be careful around Dean's younger brother, Sam Winchester..." he informed the Seraph. "... I sense something bad from him... something that unnatural..."
Castiel kissed the top of his mate's head and whispered softly, "I'm going to be careful, beloved..."
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Then in the middle of the night at the same day after Harrison had rescued that woman Pamela from having her eyes burned out for trying took a peak of his mate's true form, we could see the emerald-eyed cambion stood in front of a snarling demon with a bored look on his face.
The cambion really did not understand why every demon he met always thought they were superior to mortals. It was true demons more powerful than mortals because all demons have supernatural power while not every mortal have supernatural power. However, mortals knew how to exorcise demons back to Hell and that gave them some advantages towards demons.
Their stupidities made Harrison grateful that his father, who was a high-class demon, let himself to fall in love with his mother, a mortal and a real witch. That was one of the reasons why Harrison vowed to protect the innocent humans from demons that wanted to see them dead or became their slaves for eternity.
His attention soon caught by a roar from the demon that he faced. He looked at the demon, only to find he leaped towards him with an intention of stabbing him in the chest. The cambion let out a sigh and raised his blood sword so the claws did not touch his face. When those two pushing against each other, Harrison kicked the demon straight on his chin, making him shot up to the air because of the impact. Without wasting another time, Harrison leaped towards the demon and then beheaded him.
After he had done that, the cambion watched with emotionless eyes as the demon's body lit up in fire. He watched the body reduced to ashes before blew away by the wind. After he had made sure there was no other demon in the area, Harrison dismissed his blood sword and walked away from there. He arched his eyebrow when he sensed the bracelet with the same crystal that he gave to Dean started became warm. That was a sign that Dean wanted him to come.
He brushed some of his hair from his eyes before then teleported to where Dean was. When he appeared to where Dean was, Harrison blinked at what he found in front of him; runes that would keep creatures inside. He too spotted some runes that would keep a demon inside, but fortunately for Harrison because of his human blood, that runes did not have any effect toward him.
"... What are you doing?" he smirked inwardly when Sam and Bobby jumped in surprise.
Dean, for he was the one who had called Harrison, did not jump in surprise at the cambion sudden appearance in the living room. "These two want to meet with your mate, Harrison," he told the cambion. "They still cannot believe that Castiel is a good honest angel, not a demon's pet."
Harrison crossed his arms and looked straight into these two men's eyes. "... How I can make you two realize that my mate and I are not going to hurt Dean or any of you?" he tilted his head to the side a little.
"Summon him here," Sam crossed his arms. "We want to see if he is really an angel or not..."
The cambion sighed at the stubbornness of the younger Winchester. He knew Sam was the most religious of the Winchester brothers but because of all those craps that happened to him, he slowly started to not believe what his religion said.
"... Fine, I will call him..." after he said that the cambion went to the window on the left side of the room and contacted Castiel via their bond. /Castiel, do you hear me?/ he asked the Seraph.
Not long after he asked that question, he immediately received an answer from the Seraph. /Yes, I hear you, beloved,/ he told the cambion. /What is it?/
/The younger Winchester and Bobby Singer want you to meet them... they still not believe with the fact that you really an angel.../ said Harrison. /They really stubborn even after Dean told them in person./
The cambion could sense a sigh from the Seraph. /I will be there now.../ a second after he said that, the sound of flapping wings could be heard in the room, along with the appearance of a man with windblown black hair, wearing a white button-up shirt, and a dark blue tie with a beige trench coat thrown over the ensemble.
"Hello," Harrison greeted his mate when he appeared in the living room of Bobby's house.
"Hey," Castiel smiled at Harrison before turned his attention to Sam and Bobby. "... So, the two of you still cannot believe what my mate and Dean had told you about what I was?" he tilted his head. "I assure you, it's true..."
Sam glared at Castiel and crossed his arms. "Then show us the proof that you really an angel..." he challenged the Seraph.
Castiel sighed and looked at Harrison who was smiling at the Seraph. The Seraph closed his eyes and with that, everyone in the room heard a loud sound of thunder and the light started to flicker. Then a large shadow like wings appeared, stretching off into the distance before they disappeared in a flash.
Harrison smiled at the disbelief and astonishment on Sam's and Bobby's faces. He knew his mate at least had made sure they knew he was not a demon's pet but something else. He then turned his attention to Dean, who was leaning against his chair with his arms crossed.
Sam looked at Castiel right in the eyes and asked, "What's the reason that made you and your lover rescued Dean from hell?"
Castiel put his hands into his coat pockets. "Didn't Harrison tell you the reason why we pull your brother from Hell?" he asked the younger Winchester.
"Yes," he crossed his arms. "However, I want to hear it from your own mouth the reason you two did that..."
The Seraph felt annoyed at the dismissal that the younger Winchester showed towards Harrison. He knew the reason why the younger Winchester dismissed Harrison was because his status as the Blood Sorcerer, a bane for every hunters because of the rumour of him one of the witches; a person that sold their souls to demons to gain powers.
"... You still not believe Harrison when he told you he wasn't a bad person..." Castiel said with narrowed eyes.
"How we can believe him when we know he is the Blood Sorcerer?" Sam asked Castiel. "We know he is a witch that has a contract with a demon to gain his power over blood."
Harrison snorted in amusement when he heard those words. He always felt amused when the hunters that he met started to accuse him as a witch for his power over blood, when in truth that power he had from the day he was born to this world.
Dean sighed at Sam's stubbornness and decided to tell the younger Winchester the truth about Harrison. Well not about his status as the Cambion, but about the power he wield was his own not from a contract with a demon. "Sam, Harrison's power isn't from having a contract with a demon, he has that power from the day he was born to this world..." he explained.
"You trust him?" Sam looked at Dean with disbelief. "You always hate witches and now you believe him?" he pointed to the emerald-eyed young man.
"If you not believe him and my mate..." Harrison rested his chin on his fist. "You can examine me..." he looked at the younger Winchester with half-lidded eyes.
Sam looked at Bobby, who nodded his head, and took a short iron chains so he could wrap it around Harrison's wrist. If he really a witch that gained his power from a contract with a demon, the iron chains would make sure he could not use his power, but if he still could use his power that meant his power was his own.
"Are you sure about this, beloved?" Castiel asked the cambion.
"If this can make them stop thinking I am some kind of demonic witch, then so be it..." he told his mate before gave his right hand to Sam so the younger Winchester could wrap the iron chains around his wrist.
"Now... let us see if what you told us is true or not..." Sam said to the emerald-eyed cambion.
Harrison looked at the iron chains around his wrist for a second before lazily waved his hand, summoning a small wave of blood into the thin air. Then with another lazy hand wave, the blood transformed into a dagger before vaporized back into its liquid state so he could dismiss it away.
"So..." Harrison looked at Sam with a mocking expression. "... Now you realize what Castiel and your brother had told you were true... I never have a contract with a demon so that means my power is my own... so you need to stop call me a witch, that is not a real term for my kind..." his emerald eyes started glowing softly.
Bobby nodded in acceptance after he saw how Harrison still could perform his power even with iron chains around his wrist. If he really a witch that had a contract with a demon, he should not have any access to his power when iron chains were around his wrist. Maybe he was from a kind that the hunters in America never heard before.
"Fine, your power is your own, not from a demon," Sam said to Harrison. "Then what do you mean by your kind?" even though he still did not trust him fully, the younger Winchester felt intrigued with what he said about his kind.
Harrison leaned against his seat with his arms crossed. "There are communities that filled with people that have powers inside them, without sacrificing someone or making contracts with demons. Because their powers cannot be rationalized everyone start to call it magic..." he did not care if he telling them about the Wizarding worlds, the statue of secrecy was not applied to him and that was thanked to his status as a cambion.
"Then why we've never seen them before?" Dean asked Harrison.
The cambion snorted at the question. "... What do you think that make them do not want the mundane know about their existence?" he asked the older Winchester. "I still remember the time when people around Europe and America prosecute innocents for witchcraft..."
"Witchcraft trials... Salem Witchcraft Trials..." Sam looked at Harrison. "Is that the reason why they don't want to have anything with the mundane?"
Harrison only shrugged his shoulders. "You already know the answer, so I do not need to say anything..." he then rested his elbow on his knee and put his chin on his fist. "I think we have another important thing to discuss than about the world where natural born wizards and witches exist..."
Castiel nodded his head. "Harrison is right; we need to talk about what will happen later..." he sat down on one of the chairs. "Now, the reason why we pulled Dean out of Hell because the prophecy about Apocalypse is going to start..."
"What do you mean by Apocalypse?" Bobby asked the Seraph.
It was Dean who decided to answer Bobby's question, "It means what it means, Bobby... The End of the World is going to start and that's because the first seal to Lucifer's cage had broken..." now a feeling of guilt came into Dean's heart at the realization he was the first seal and he had broken in Hell.
When Harrison spotted the guilt expression on the older Winchester's face, the cambion stood up from his chair and went to stand beside Dean. When he was next to the older Winchester, the cambion gave him a hard slap on the back of his head. This, of course, made Dean yelped not only in pain but in surprise too. He looked at Harrison with a bewilderment expression on his face.
"Stop thinking everything is your fault..." Harrison told the older Winchester. "What happened back then was not your fault. So stop blaming yourself..." he raised his right hand. "If you still continue to blame yourself for something that is not your fault, I will smack you on the back of your head until you realize it..."
Castiel chuckled at his mate's bluntness. It was true; his mate really did not like it when someone started to blame themselves for something that was not their faults. The reason why he disliked that kind of people it was because they reminded him of his past self, right when he still did not know about his real heritage.
When he still did not know Dumbledore's plan and his friends' betrayals, Harrison would always blame himself for the dead of many in the magical world. But after he found out the truth, he now knew their deaths were not his fault, but the people who had played him like a living doll.
'Well... one day I will meet with these people and when that day comes, I will make sure to deliver some punishment for them...' Castiel smiled a little at those thoughts.
Dean looked at Castiel. "... There's something that I still don't understand..." he told the Seraph. "If angels are real, then why we never heard or see them?"
The Seraph looked to the ceiling of the room and answered the question, "Well, for the truth, some of us are walking among humans but we make sure they never realize our appearances in their lives..." he tilted his head to the side a little. "It will be a very counterproductive if they realize our existences among them..."
Harrison nodded his head at Castiel's statement. "What Castiel said was true; I only met two of them..." he counted with his fingers. "The first one is a secret for he asked us to never reveal his identity until the time is right, and the second one is an angel with a name Zachariah..." a scowl appeared on Harrison's face when he said that name. "For the truth, beside Castiel and the secret angel and his garrisons, I know all the angels are bloody bastards..."
"Harrison..." Castiel scolded his mate. He knew the cambion was right but he more preferred if his mate did not curse.
"What?" Harrison exclaimed. "Beside you and our allies, every angel that I met really was bastards with wings."
"But..." Harrison and Castiel looked at the younger Winchester. "Aren't the angels to be these... heavenly good creatures?" he asked them.
When the two heard the question, they needed to stop themselves from laughing silly. They did not understand why humans always thought that angels were like some babies with wings, halos, and harps. Their true forms were not like that! Some of them were like mythical animals, normal animals, or even like humans. There were no babies as their true forms.
Castiel shook his head. "Sam Winchester," he started, "Please read the Revelation once more. We're the warriors of God, not some baby with wings, halos, and playing harps all day in the clouds like you always imagine..."
"That means... God is real?" Dean decided to ask the ultimate question. "If He's real, then why He never there for His own creations?" he tilted his head in confusion.
"God had created something that we know as Free Will... that means God cannot interfere in his creations' lives..." Harrison explained. "Well... not if He knows nothing good will happen if He does not interfere..."
"And this 'apocalypse' isn't something important?" Dean looked at Harrison as if asking him to answer. "Is He doesn't care if His creations gone?"
Harrison smiled at Dean's question. "Of course not, God cares about all of his creations," he told the older Winchester. "The reason why He does not interfere is because He believes that we can stop it..."
What Harrison said was true; God would not interfere with this apocalypse for He trusted them to stop it even though the first seal had broken. Beside, in Harrison's mind, the apocalypse that would happen was not the true apocalypse. For him the real apocalypse was when everything coming to the end; the stars and the planets would disappear, and every creature beside God Himself would die without any exception. Well, maybe except the denizens of Heaven, Eden, and Hell, for those three would be the places where the souls would go when the TIME came.
"If God really believes that we, mere humans, can stop the apocalypse, then why the hell He asks me, a man who had tortured souls to do his crusader works?" Dean asked Harrison.
Harrison sighed at the self-loathing words that came out from Dean's mouth and gently patted him on the head. Of course his action made everyone, except Castiel, looked at him as he had done something strange. Well, he could pat Dean's head like a child because even though he looked younger than Dean, he was older than the Winchester firstborn. A peek of sending himself back ten years to the past when his age was seventeen years old.
"Listen to me... whatever you had done back in Hell was not your fault..." he told Dean. "... Hell is a place where the souls are forced to do bad things and even the souls do not want to do it, the demons there will torture them until they break completely..."
"But, if that time I did not break apart, then the first seal would never break..." Dean told Harrison. "I'm the one who have started the apocalypse..."
"No!" Castiel stopped Dean from his self-loathing words. "The apocalypse will not be started until the last seal is broken... even if the first seal is broken but the last seal never broken, then everything is going to be all right..."
Harrison smiled when he saw the Seraph tried to make Dean saw it was not his fault the first seal was broken. However that smile disappeared when he saw flickers of disappointment and anger on Sam and at that moment the cambion realized the younger Winchester blamed Dean for this apocalypse thing.
'I need to keep my eyes on him...' Harrison thought when he looked at Sam with narrowed eyes. '... He needs to realize everything that happens now is not his older brother's fault...'
"Not only that, even your strong in your human life, your torturer is Alistair, a demon that specialized in torturing the souls until they break..." Castiel explained.
"All right, we need to stop this conversation for later," Bobby said to the four. "I have something to be investigated and need your helps," he looked at the Winchesters before to Harrison and Castiel. "You two want to come with us?"
Castiel declined the offer for he needed to go back to his garrison for they must be needed his help in defeating some demons that wanted to destroy the seals. Harrison was the same for he needed to find the corrupted souls so he could send them to Hell but he told Bobby that he would come if they needed his help.
"See you later, Dean Winchester," after Castiel said that, he disappeared from the living room with a sound of flapped wings.
Harrison patted Dean's head once more and said, "See you, Dean," after that he too disappeared from the living room in a swirl of blood.
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Now we could see Harrison reappeared in front of a house that his servant informed him emitted some kind of strange aura. With a frown on his face he let his power to wash over the area, trying to sense if what his servant was true or not. He blinked when he sensed some kind of power from the house, so with that he went to the front door and knocked it.
When there was no one opened the door, he touched the door handle and became still a little when it open without any efforts. With alert in his mind, Harrison walked inside and that was when a familiar magic aura assaulted his sense.
'There is no way they are here...' Harrison thought with a frown.
In the living room, Harrison found three dead bodies that soon he recognized as the family that lived here. With a slight dread in his heart, Harrison walked to the male and examined the body to see the reason why he died. He really hoped the reason why the man died was not what he thought in the first place.
After examining all of the bodies, Harrison took a deep breath. They were killed by the same method, the same method that had killed his parents in the past. Slowly he stood up, still looking at the bodies on the floor with a blank expression. He knew that someday his past would come back to haunt him, but he never thought they would come back when he head an important assignment from Archangel Michael.
The family had been killed by a killing curse.
/Harrison? Beloved, what happened?/ Castiel's voice appeared in his mind. /I can sense your uneasiness from here. What happened?/
Harrison did not know what to say to the Seraph. He knew if he told Castiel what he found here, the Seraph would become more protective and that was not a good idea for his own assignment. However, if he did not tell him, the Seraph would find about this later and then scolded him for not telling him about this fact.
/Castiel, I have a bad news.../ he told the Seraph.
Castiel did not say anything for a moment when Harrison said those words. /What is that, beloved?/ he asked the cambion.
/My servant informed me something fishy happened in a house not too far from where Bobby Singer's live. Curious, I decided to investigate it,/ he started to explain. /What I found was a family that had been killed by a natural born wizard.../
When the Seraph did not say anything after he told him the news, Harrison started to feel slightly nervous.
/I'm so going to lock you up, Harrison.../ those were the words that the Seraph told him.
Harrison snorted. /Castiel, you know it is going to be a useless thing to do,/ he told him softly. /You know me, if you locked me down, I will try to find a way out so I can help you stop this apocalypse thing./
Castiel sighed. /I understand.../ he told the cambion. /I'm not going to lock you up, beloved. However, please be careful out there, I don't want those people hurt you for your status as a cambion.../
Harrison smiled softly at his mate's understanding. /I know, I will be careful.../
After Castiel had stopped their conversations, Harrison walked out from the house for he did not want he became a suspect for murders if someone called a police. When he was far away from the house, the crystal on his wrist warmed up, a sign that Dean wanted his help. Without wasting another time the cambion went to where Dean at this moment.
When he arrived in the place where Dean was at this moment, he saw something unusual and that was Dean fighting against a spirit that really wanted him dead. Without thinking too much, Harrison moved towards the spirit and then banished it back to whatever it came from.
"Hey, are you all right?" he gave his hand to the older Winchester.
Dean coughed a little and stood up with Harrison's help. After sure everything was all right, he thanked the cambion. "Thank you for helping me, Harrison..." the cambion only waved his hand. "Come, we need to help Sam..." he walked out the door.
Harrison followed Dean and when they arrived to where the younger Winchester was, they found he too was attacked by a spirit. Harrison did not need to go there to save Sam for Dean decided to take care of it, he shot the spirit with rock salt bullets until it disappeared.
"Shit, what happened here?" Dean asked in exasperation. "Why the spirits of the people that died in our hunts haunting us like this?"
Harrison did not know what to say about Dean's question, but he knew the Winchesters needed to go back to Bobby's house. "Dean, go back to Mister Singer's house, I have a feeling that some of the spirits from his past will attack him like you two..." he told him.
Dean nodded in agreement and then ran to the Impala with his brother.
After the Winchesters had gone from the abandoned warehouse, Harrison watched with disinterest when the people that he had killed appeared in front of him. He only tilted his head to the side when the spirits started to accuse him as a cold-blood killer. Whomever that had decided to raise them back did not know him. He did not feel any regret in taking a mortal's life as long he or she was one of those abominations.
With a sigh, Harrison raised two of his fingers in front of his face and started to chant a spell. When he was chanting the spell, his blood slowly started to take an image of magic circle around the spirits. He looked at them straight in the eyes before flicked his two fingers towards them, activating the magic circle to send them back to where they belonged, which was Hell.
'Whoever that had decided to raise those spirits really does not know me...' thought Harrison. 'He or she must be thinking I will be like the Winchesters, feeling guilty for cannot safe the innocents in the hunts. As long as the one who died in my hands is an abomination, I never going to feel any regret.'
After making sure there was no any spirits in the place, Harrison teleported himself back to the Salvage Yard.
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"So, all of those spirits are the people that we used to know?" Dean looked at Bobby.
Harrison was leaning against the wall, watching the hunters who right now in a very serious conversation with each other. For the truth when he came to the Salvage Yard and found out that Bobby had been attacked by spirits from his past, he soon realized this was a result from one of the broken seals.
"Not just the one we know, Dean," Sam told his brother. "There are some of the people that we couldn't save back then..."
Dean looked at Harrison. "Do you know what the hell that happen right now, Harrison?" he asked the cambion.
Harrison did not answer Dean's question; he went to one of the bookshelves and pulled a book from there. After he flipped the pages for a while, he put the book on the table so everyone could see what he had found there.
"Hey, this is the mark that I saw at Meg's hand," Dean exclaimed.
"Read the page if you want to know what that mark is," Harrison told them before went to stand next to the window.
The hunters decided to read the page that Harrison had pointed to them. Their eyes slowly became wide with disbelief at the context of the page. After they had finished reading the page, they looked at Harrison, who now leaning on the wall.
"You want to tell us that the symbol we had seen at Meg's hand was the Mark of Witnesses?" Sam asked Harrison.
Harrison nodded his head. "Yes, Samuel. The mark that you and Dean had seen on Meg's hand was the Mark of Witnesses..." he explained. "All of those spirits, they were forced to rise from their eternal slumber. They woke up in agony and that made them to become like some rabid dogs," he closed his eyes. "So, it can be said all of this is not their faults. Someone had raised them... on purpose."
"This is like..." Bobby went to look at the book and flipped the pages until he found what he was searching for. "Just as I thought, this is one of the signs from that ancient prophecy."
"What? What ancient prophecy?" Dean asked.
Harrison crossed his arms. "An ancient prophecy from the Book of Revelations," his answer made the hunters turned their attentions to him. "This is one of those sign..." he closed his eyes.
"What sign?" now Dean started to feel afraid at the serious look on Harrison's face.
"The event that you all experience right now is what we call the Rising of the Witnesses," Harrison explained. "It is one of the signs of the apocalypse..."
Now when they heard that this was one of the signs of the apocalypse, Dean looked at Bobby. "Bobby! How do we get out from all of this without dying a gruesome and painful death?" he asked the man. "You have any clues?"
Bobby became silent for a while to ponder Dean's question. "There's a spell," he told them, putting a paper on the table so everyone could look at it. "This spell can send the Witnesses back to rest."
Harrison read what was in the paper to memorize the spell. "You have the ingredients for this spell?" he asked the hunter.
"Yeah, everything that we need to perform the ritual is in the house... but with the spirits on the loose..." Bobby trailed off.
Harrison arched his eyebrow at Bobby, telling the older hunter if he forgot who was with them right now. With only wave of his hand, Harrison summoned the ingredients for the ritual but not without arching another eyebrow at one illegal drug there. "Opium? Really?" he asked Bobby.
"Hey, all of these are the ingredients for the spell!" Bobby exclaimed to the cambion. "Do you want to protest?"
Harrison only raised his hands and a smile on his face. "Well," he said softly. "I think I'll become a decoy to make sure the three of you can perform the spell without any distraction."
"Are you sure it will be all right to do it alone, Harrison?" Dean asked the cambion. "There are a lot of angry spirits out there."
Harrison smiled at Dean's concern towards him, even it was unnecessary. As a cambion and a soul mate of a Seraph, he was immune to any supernatural influences. With a wave to the hunters, Harrison teleported to the outside, only to arch his eyebrow at the angry spirits that surrounding the house.
A small smirk appeared across Harrison's face. "Well this is going to be so much fun, yes?" his emerald eyes started to glow red.
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"Now, all we need to do right now is put the ingredients into the fire?" Dean asked the others while looking at the bowl in his hands.
Bobby nodded. "Yeah and we need to hurry, Dean, because Harrison is holding them out from the house for us and we don't want something bad happens to him, don't we?" he asked the Winchesters.
Dean and Sam nodded at Bobby's words. After made sure the ingredients were mixed right, everyone walked out from the panic room with Dean holding the bowl. They decided to go to the reading room where the fireplace was. After they arrived in the room, Bobby started to open the spell book and read the spell there.
Suddenly a strong wind started blowing in the room and that made everyone realized some of the spirits succeeded to loose from Harrison's power. With that Bobby started to chan once more, intending to finish the spell before the spirits came inside and killed them. However, because of the wind was too strong, the salt circle that had been put around was blown away, and that made one of the spirits appeared behind Dean to knock him down.
"Dean!" Sam yelled when a spirit knocked Dean down to the floor.
Dean watched helplessly at the spell ingredients that he held sailing into the air. However, before the ingredients dropped to the floor, a hand caught it. The older Winchester sighed in relief when he saw it was Castiel who had caught the bowl.
"Castiel! Throws the bowl into the fire!" Bobby yelled to the Seraph.
Without thinking twice, Castiel threw the bowl into the fire and the result was immediate; a bright light shout out from the fireplace, making the spirits in the room and at the outside of the house to scream before vanished completely. The Seraph blinked his eyes to make the black spots disappeared from his line of vision.
"Castiel?" Harrison was surprised to find his mate there. "Why are you here?" he asked the Seraph.
"A spell knocked Dean and that nearly made the bowl filled with ingredients dropped to the floor... fortunately I arrived in the right time to catch it..." the Seraph explained with a smile.
"Ah... I see..." a smile appeared on Harrison's face at his mate's explanation. "Thank you for helping then, Castiel..."
Dean looked at everyone in the room before laughed softly. "Well..." he started, "it's really intense, right?"
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Harrison sat on the counter in Bobby's kitchen, wincing slightly whenever he moved. He knew his back still hurt after being threw onto the ground by the spirits that he had fought to make everyone could finish the spell.
"Are you all right, Harrison?" whispered a gravel voice into his ears while a large hand that filled with a warm feeling touched the cambion's back, healing him from the pain.
Harrison smiled at Castiel that had appeared behind him. He slowly turned around to wrap his arms around the Seraph's shoulder and pulled him closer so he would stand between his legs.
"I am all right now, thanks to you, Castiel..." Harrison whispered into Castiel's lips.
"I'm glad to hear that, beloved..." he said gently, stroking the back of his mate's head in loving gestures. "Today you really have done well. You had protected everyone so they could perform the spell to stop the Witnesses, saving countless other hunters in the process..."
"I am only a decoy, Castiel, you are the one who was the hero in this event..." the cambion told Castiel. "If you were not there, everyone would be dead by then..." he closed his eyes. "... How was your work today?"
Castiel sighed and buried his face into his mate's neck. "Six of my brothers died this week in trying to prevent a seal from being broken, beloved..." he whispered softly.
"Oh..." Harrison did not know what to say when he heard Castiel's explanation about what happened today. "... I am sorry to hear that, Castiel..."
"It's all right, Harrison," the Seraph stepped away from the cambion and straightened his posture.
Harrison blinked at his mate's sudden change and looked up when he heard someone came to the kitchen. He soon realized it was Sam the one who was coming into the kitchen. He did not know what the younger Winchester wanted coming here, so he would keep an eye on him.
"You and your brother had done an excellent job with the Witnesses," Castiel said to the younger Winchester.
Sam looked at Castiel with narrowed eyes. "If the angels really wanted to stop the apocalypse, why they didn't come and help us?" he asked the Seraph. "Why they let us stopped them alone?"
"... The other angels needed to stop another seals being destroyed by demons, so we couldn't be there to help you with the Witnesses," said the Seraph. "However, at least you had my mate, Harrison, to help you with the Witnesses..."
"You know..." Sam looked at the Seraph. "I always believe in God and His angels... that mean I always think angels are supposed to be the guardians of humanity..." he looked at the Seraph. "However, after what happened to the Witnesses, I started to think the angels don't care about humanity..."
Harrison looked at Sam from the corner of his eyes. Well, sorry to burst his bubbles but in truth not every angels wanted to become the guardians of humanity, some of them wanted the humanity to become their slaves or in more radical thinking, gone from earth for eternity. That was why Michael asked him and Castiel to become his secret agents and stopped the traitors of Heaven from being successful in killing all the humans on earth in an event that everyone knew as the apocalypse.
Castiel put his hands into the coat pockets. "... Listen well, Samuel Winchester, the angels come to earth aren't to perch on your or some humans' shoulders... we have more large concerns..." he told the younger Winchester.
Before Sam could say anything, Dean came into the kitchen with an arched eyebrow. "... What are you doing here, Sam?" he asked his brother.
"I just want to know why he wasn't there to help us with the Witnesses!" he told Dean. "He's the one who had told us about the apocalypse but when the Witnesses happened, he wasn't there to help us!"
"Castiel helped you in the end..." Harrison told the younger Winchester. "So what if he did not stop the Witnesses from happening, at least he was there to make sure the ritual succeed..."
"And let some of the hunters died because of those Witnesses?" Sam looked hard at Harrison.
Harrison narrowed his eyes. "Angels are not omnipotence... it is true they can do everything that normal human cannot do, but they still are not omnipotence beings..." he crossed his arms. "That means they do not have unlimited power or supremacy. The only one being that have that omnipotence status is God Himself, no one than Him..."
"If God really omnipotence, than make Him stop this apocalypse thing," Sam told Harrison.
"... I had told you, God would never interfere with the apocalypse because He believes in us..." Harrison told Sam. "And for your information, the apocalypse that will happen if Lucifer escapes his cage for me is not the REAL apocalypse..."
"What do you mean by that?" Dean asked Harrison with a frown.
"For me the REAL apocalypse is when everything coming to the end... it means the universes, the galaxies, the planets, the stars, and all of the living beings all around the universe will die..." he looked hard into the Winchesters. "That is the REAL apocalypse and we call it the End of Time... no one can stop it when that happens..."
"What Harrison wanted to say is this... the apocalypse that is going to happen because Lucifer escapes his cage cannot be stop with our hands..." Castiel told the Winchesters. "Trust in yourself that you can find the way..." he then looked at Harrison. "Come, beloved, we need to go home. It's already late..."
Harrison nodded at Castiel's words but before he went to the angel, the cambion decided to go to Dean and whispered in his ear, "Sam is walking down in a very serious dangerous path, Dean... you need to know about this. Castiel told me to tell you to stop Sam from doing whatever he does before the other angels do it. Find him in 435 Waterman..."
The cambion moved away from Dean after he whispered the information. When he was standing next to the Seraph, he was pulled into Castiel's arms and then disappeared in the sound of flapped wings.
Dean did not understand with the information that Harrison gave to him, but he had a feeling he needed to investigate it. With that in his mind, the older Winchester looked at his younger brother from the corner of his eyes. He just hoped what Harrison said was not true. He did not want his younger brother did some stupid things that could put his life in danger.
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Tomorrow night, we found Harrison and Castiel watching Sam and a she-demon that he had kept hidden from Dean. He watched the two with his head tilted to the side a little and asked the Seraph that standing beside him about this. "... So, who is that demon?" he asked Castiel.
The Seraph looked at Harrison from the corner of his eyes. "Her name is Ruby, she is the demon that has stayed with Sam after Dean died..." he told his mate.
"And he never tells this to Dean?" Harrison asked the Seraph. "This will bite him in the end..."
"Of course, especially after you told him their address to Dean yesterday, beloved..." Castiel looked at Harrison with a small smile.
Harrison only shrugged his shoulders. "So, does he know that the demon is leading him to the darkness now?" he crossed his arms.
"He thought drinking demon blood will make him can do anything good in the end..." Castiel explained.
"Arrogant much?" he knew what Castiel wanted to say to him. It was similar with a wizard or a witch that had decided to use dark arts and then started to feel addicted towards it. Whatever their reasons in choosing the dark arts, in the end nearly all of them would be controlled by the dark arts itself.
"Oh, that is Dean..." Castiel informed Harrison.
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It was that demon bitch, Ruby.
Dean could recognize her self-satisfied smirk anywhere. It did not matter that she had changed her meat-suit, he could all but saw the evil crawling and slithering behind her pretty face. His anger was fire and ice, burning through him so hard that his knees felt weak as he watched them with the possessed man and pressed his face against the cool metal of the doorway, hoping the frozen flame would temper the heat of his rage.
"So, how did it feel?" Ruby asked the younger Winchester.
"Good," Sam replied and bent to untie the unconscious man. "No more headaches..."
Ruby's smirk stretched wide and ugly across her face as they started to lead the man towards the door, his bloody torso slung like a carcass between their smiles and idiocy. Dean made sure he blocked their way, leaning against the doorway and staring, half-angry half-horrified at the scene before him.
"Is there something that you want to tell me, Sam?" he demanded, watching his brother froze before looked at him.
"Dean... wait... let me..." Sam began, making Dean wanted to smack the words right out of his mouth.
"If you 'explain', I don't want to hear it!" he interrupted and Sam flinched away from him, pressing himself unknowingly against Ruby.
The demon rested her hand on his brother's arm with a smile that so twisted and fanged. Her eyes flashed demon black. "Hello, Dean. Good to see you again," she greeted the man.
Dean only vaguely heard Sam's cry of no as he rushed to Ruby. Surprise and the unconscious man had caught the demon off guard; he managed to twist the knife around her arms and pressed its tip against her chest, pushing hard enough so that every breath she took would stabbed the needlepoint into her skin.
Sam grabbed his arms and that made Ruby able to slither like a snake from his grasp. Suddenly the demon's hands wrapped around Dean's throat and her nails were slicing the flesh of his neck threateningly.
"Ruby, stop it!"
Sam's cry made Ruby stopped, but her hands still wrapped around Dean's neck. However, the demon let go when a dragon made from blood smashed into her middle, throwing her away from the older Winchester.
"Are you all right, Dean?" Harrison asked when he appeared beside the older Winchester.
"I'm... I'm okay..." he coughed and slowly stood back to his feet.
"Dean, please, I know it looks bad," Sam tried to reach out, but Harrison denied him with standing in front of Dean.
"Looks bad?" Dean really wanted to strike his brother, but he did not have any power to do that. The shock from watching his brother drinking demon blood and using his power to do that demon's binding, made Dean did not know what to do. "Do you have any idea how bad this is? How far off the beaten track you have wandered?"
"I'm helping people!" Sam retorted, making Harrison's eyes narrowed in anger. "I have saved more lives in the past two months than we saved in years. This is a good thing!"
"IF this is a good thing, why the angels telling me to stop you then?" the older Winchester demanded, watching Sam's face closed up.
"The angels?" he asked quietly.
Dean looked at Harrison from the corner of his eyes. "Castiel told me to stop you or the others would. He told me she was dangerous!" he pointed to Ruby.
Ruby's eyes flashed black at Dean's words. "And you believe an emotionless droid like him?" she asked.
Harrison lashed out, pinning Ruby into the wall behind her with so much force that it cracked.
"Do not badmouthing him," he whispered coldly to the demon, placing his palm over her chest to make the demon felt pain of her blood started to attack her inside.
"Harrison! Stop!" Sam yelled at the cambion.
Harrison stepped away from Ruby, who now looking at him with fear in her eyes. He continued to stare at the demon with his glowing red eyes before looked back at Sam. He did not care if his red glowing eyes made the younger Winchester flinched in fright.
"Stop whatever you are doing before I or Castiel become involve here..." he told him coldly, grasping Dean's arm and teleported them away with a swirl of blood.
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Tbc...
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