Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 5

Chapter 13: The Best Convention in the World

(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)

The Alecrian Army base in Trainfell was filled with dozens of media outlets all over as the testimony against Julilla was heating up. Inside the courtroom, the panel of military judges, known as Central 46, were ready to give the verdict against the ice queen as she was unmoved by their upcoming decision in the making. The hearing here lasted for two days as Julilla was awaiting her fate on the sly, but she wasn't ready to call it quits on stealing me from my family and friends. Also in the courtroom, there was General Arbogast as he was feeling at the scar that Julilla left on his face while facing trial in front of Central 46. With some of the bystanders sitting in the stands, I was one of them as I had Dean and Kevin in tow. Both of them were aware of the damage that both the blowhard and ice queen tried to do me as they weren't about to back out of the courtroom anytime soon. Even Timothy and General Thorndike were there as they were seeing the trial go swiftly instead of turning into a kangaroo court in the making, for the two disgraced generals on display were getting their due so far.

"Perceval Arbogast, you have been charged with three counts of harrassment and one count of attempted murder," said the head judge. "The evidence handed to us by General Thorndike is more than enough to bring a verdict towards you. Julilla Paxton, you have been charged with violating a restraining order, multiple counts of harrassment, and multiple counts of attempted assault and murder of the victim and his family. The victim in this courtroom, Sam Winchester, has endured such terror from the both of you in which you tried to bully him into submission at the behest of the Executive Division, which no longer becomes allowed to be a part of our politics."

"You can't do this to us!" cried General Arbogast. "Sam should be focusing on the little guy instead of himself, so I did what I had to do for the greater good."

"And what, perchance, by trying to burn him alive in the furnace at Kawajiri Shrine?" said General Thorndike. "You can't escape that charge, Percy, and your membership in the Executive Division is proof that you're trying to do this to acquire Sam to be a weapon for General Wetzel and his plans for Project Apollo to happen."

"This isn't over. One day, we'll have our former glory and we're not about to surrender to your whim, Hugh!"

"Silence!" cried the head judge. "As of now, we reached a verdict and the jury finds the defendants, Perceval Arbogast and Julilla Paxton, guilty of harrassment and attempted murder. The evidence of nearly killing the victim, Sam Winchester, and the chilling messages on his old vidphone are more than enough to put you two towards prison time on Shark Island. Bailiff, take them away..."

The bailiff escorted Julilla and General Arbogast as they left the courtroom in handcuffs. The sight of Julilla looking back towards me with a smile on her face sent a chill to my very soul as I wanted her gone from everyone's sight. Even though I got a huge reprieve for the time being, the repercussions from enduring such trouble from both generals who associated into the Executive Division was more than enough to haunt me for the rest of my days. By the time I left the courtroom with Dean and Kevin in tow, we were out of the Alecrian Army base as we were going back to the summer palace to check up on everyone there. To our shock, we noticed a familiar High Elf coming here as he was staring at the banner that had been set up to promote the popular Supernatural books that were written by Carver Edlund and Nathan Hofstra respectively. Yukiwa was there after going all out to find more tidbits to add to his collection at the Universal Library on Essos as he had his bags full with what he had with him. The upcoming event in the summer palace was something that I wasn't looking forward to as I just wanted to go home before anything else happens here. It was a convention that was starting up as we noticed several people from all over the galaxy dressed up as the characters that were depicted in the books in question.

"There goes the neighborhood," said Kevin.

"This shouldn't be happening right now after what went on before, during, and after my absence," I said as I saw the Winchester Sigil being plastered at the gates. "It's not the time to do so because of the fact that two of the Executive Division's worst are going to prison for what they did to me."

"C'mon, Sammy; lighten up, will you?" said Dean. "You can't just be polarized by those two asshats forever, you know."

"Holy crap…," said Yukiwa as he was seeing us in person. "You were here the whole time after I recently procured some of the old works?"

"We were just getting ready to go back to Kanto Village," I said.

"Dude, don't be rude. Besides, that guy who wrote the Chronicles of the Order series about your adventures has officially came out of hiding and published the works he worked on and everyone is going nuts so badly that the sales proceeds are going to fix Vanizia after what Darbus did over there."

"Fine…, I'll endure another day in Trainfell, but after this, we're going home."

Without warning, I felt my long hair being tugged by Dean as he hauled me towards the summer palace with Kevin and Yukiwa following me into the courtyard. It wasn't long until I saw Glen setting up his booth as he had Chuck in tow. I never expected them to show up as I also noticed Katsura setting up her own booth with her paintings that she worked on during her months in hiding. It was a feast for the eyes as I never expected to see a huge turnout of people getting ready to buy what was on display.

"I never expected you to show up until now," I said.

"We've been busy, but the worst is over for now," said Glen.

"Reiko's been busy cooking for the guests, but there have been visitors from other planets flocking here to see this convention," said Katsura. "It's a cavalcade of things in which we saw many artists showing off their picture books of many art forms, including yaoi and doujinshi."

"Let's hope that it goes okay..."

I was going towards the main house of the summer palace as I saw Yukiwa sitting down on the steps. Like any other librarian, he was delving into the knowledge he had in his bag as he got out the stack of books he collected for the Universal Library on Essos. I never expected him to have such a collection of books like that, but he was on a roll as he was ready to perma-bind them and store them to the vast collection of knowledge that is in one huge library.

"This collection is the greatest," I heard him say. "It's about time that I got the latest ones I could find: The Devil Is In the Details, Into the Mystic, Don't You Forget About Me, Love Hurts, The Vessel, Beyond the Mat, Safe House, Red Meat, and Hell's Angel. I have them and I won't stop until I have those puppies perma-bound and put into the shelves with the rest of the Supernatural books."

"You're on a roll today," I said.

"For starters, fans of the Supernatural books and its companion series, Chronicles of the Order, have been getting the latest tidbits since Darbus is no longer there to cause havoc with his Master Race that's been causing widespread misery."

"Recently, there was a suicide bombing here, but that didn't stop this city from bouncing back instead of caving into fear."

"Looks like everything is back to normal, but as for the rest of the crap that's been going on before and after your absence, it won't be smooth sailing forever when it comes to those asshats from the Executive Division raining on your parade."

"Sammy!"

I saw Reiko sprinting towards me as she was happy to see me unscathed and unharmed after the trial of my two aggressors. When she put her arms around me, she was thankful that I was safe as she had high hopes that I would be protected from further harm. With so much getting set up for the convention that was happening at the summer palace, we were in for a long weekend before going home to Kanto Village. It was something that I was relishing as I wanted my wife all to myself before going home, for she was very precious to me till my final days.

"It's good that you're here," she said.

"I know…," I said. "With the trial over, it's time for me to move on and keep going forward after what I went through.'

"It's a godsend that those two got what they deserved, but the damage done to you can't be undone very quickly."

"I see what you mean, but I can't let it get to me right now. As for the strict protection, no one can leave my side when I go out into the open after what was found on General Wetzel's thumb drive."

"Was it Project Apollo?"

"Yeah, but the Executive Division will stop at nothing to use me as their weapon to satisfy their own goals. It scares me, but I won't submit to them, no matter what they do to me."

I noticed Reiko smiling at me as she had high hopes for me to overcome the obstacles that were put in front of me for so long. When we walked inside of the main house, we noticed a huge plethora of Supernatural memorabilia on display as it ranged from ceramic coffee cups to cosplay material. It was something that we noticed all over the place as I was most likely to be caught in the moment of what could happen next. By the time I saw several people in cosplay appear, there were some who were dressed up as me and Reiko as they were busy checking out the memorabilia that was up for sale. It was an awkward convention, but we had to deal with it as we were also seeing the plethora of Sam/Reiko doujinshi that was already a hot seller in its own right. We were on hallowed ground here in this convention as it was a huge reprieve of suffering from the ongoing harrassment of Julilla or General Arbogast any day…

Julilla was in her holding cell as she was awaiting her mode of transport towards Shark Island. With the guilty verdict looming over her head, she was still wanting to take me for her own as she would stop at nothing to do so. Even though she was incarcerated, she wasn't ready to give up her claims towards me as she wanted to get free very soon. Just as she was about to go towards a transport freighter, she was stopped by General Wetzel as he was concerned about what was going on. He knew that the verdict was a disgrace to those who served in the Executive Division as he vowed to have both Julilla and General Arbogast released before Timothy and the other higher-ups in the Alecrian Army noticed. It was something that he was itching to do as he wanted them freed again just to cause further harm towards me.

"They can't do this to you, Julilla," he said to her. "We have a much more robust ideal that can't be quashed by wrinkled judges. There will be an opening that will shake the galaxy to its core when the time is right."

"The verdict cannot be changed, but there will be a window of opportunity to release me from my prison atop a growing number of sharks," she said to him. "Still, Sam will come to us whether he likes it or not because it's his purpose to become our weapon."

"Your obsession over him has gotten you into a bigger pickle right now, but you can't let that dampen your spirit so far."

"Sam is far more different than the other men I've seduced over the years. Even though I have a youthful image, I have endured so much since the Galvanic Uprising that kept us on top for a while now."

"The only failure in your path to seduce and bed just to get to the top was that High Elf from the Medical Corps. Still, you obsessed over him until you went too far into damaging his hotel after you heard about him expecting a child with his human wife who lives on Claudius. As for what you're trying to do to Sam, you need to rethink your priorities before you try even further after what you tried to do. In the end, Project Apollo will be a pinnacle of prominence in which we'll put the entire Ashizoka System to their knees. It's our goal that remains unscathed for now."

"Try not to worry too much, General. I'll do my time and if I'm released for good behavior, I'll be free to claim my prize. Sam is too important right now, for he will quench our desires in restoring our former glory in the end."

A freighter arrived as several troops came out of it to escort Julilla towards it. By the time she was inside, she was sitting at the window with a smile on her face as the freighter took off towards Shark Island. With General Wetzel watching in the distance, he was disappointed in what the judges did as he vowed to release Julilla in order to enlist her aid into assisting into Project Apollo. Still, Julilla's arrest and conviction towards going to Shark Island didn't stop General Wetzel from enacting yet more scare tactics towards me. It was his main reason to go forth as he vowed to put Project Apollo into fruition as planned…

I was in the kitchen as I noticed most of the snacks being cooked and brought out for the attendees of the Supernatural convention. With the smell of tuna dumplings being prepared and pan-fried, I smelled them very well as I noticed Magda in there doing all that hard work into helping the cooks in there. What she didn't expect was that Dean was in there staring at the oven as there was a peach pie in there. He wanted that pie so badly as he couldn't take his eyes off of it. Just as the oven went off, he noticed Magda grabbing a set of mitts as she opened it up and took out the pie that was baked earlier. By the time she set it on the counter, she saw Dean trying to get into it until I used my telekinesis to move the pie away to a further place.

"That's no fair, Sammy," he said.

"You're not getting it until it's cooled off, Dean," I said to him.

"He's right about that one," said Magda as she took off the mitts and set them on the counter. "Even though you have a thing for pie, you can't just dive into it after being baked."

"Let's hope that there's more than enough for the people who are setting up shop for this convention," said Dean. "As for Glen and his works, he's the main speaker at one of the panels with a side order of people dressed up as my past self, Samulet and all."

"At least the books and popularity have came back to fruition since Darbus fell," I said. "Even though he is long gone, the stigma of his presence and those artificial dolls of his continue to haunt us for a long time now. As for the latest predicament, the dealing with the Executive Division is far from over when General Wetzel is still adamant into snatching me under your noses."

"It'a about that Project Apollo crap, isn't it?" said Magda. "Don't think that Reiko and I have overheard you and Dean worrying about that doomsday weapon in the making, but it's a malady that shouldn't be activated at all, Sam. From what I heard from Marshal Calvert and General Thorndike, Project Apollo was a failed experiment during the Galvanic Uprising in which the mysterious form of power nearly destroyed this planet on the inside. Daddy told me all about it when he was dispatched here from Rietza in which he saw the ground turning into black ooze similar to that of Leviathans. The opposing group who fought against the Alecrian Army back then was led by Menelaus Marquand, who was once part of the Army's elite until he saw a power hidden beneath the depths of Gale Canyon in the Southern Stride. It was a power that is unlike any other as the enemy general wanted to covet it for himself back then.

"When he displayed it, he was ready to fulfill this planet to its own needs, but it went against the wishes of the Alecrian Army and the Order of Letters. It was also said that the Executive Division once fought against that madman in which they were ready to stop him at every turn, but at a heavy price. On the planet, the ground became blackened in which some of the townsfolk in the affected towns sank to their deaths as if they were sinking in tar. It was at that moment that the Executive Division devised a plan to take a part of a power to cancel the rest of it out before it got out of hand. With a fraction of the mysterious power already coveted by the Executive Division, they devised Project Apollo to stabilize it, but it ended in a much anticipated failure until signs of a prophetic birth caused it to come to an end. Daddy said that on your birthday, the war ended when your father, John Winchester, and his wife at the time, Mary, welcomed you with open arms with all that raw power infused into you. You're lucky that you lived, but that raw power, jeweled sigil and all, began to be the talk of the town of the Executive Division for a while and every time General Wetzel tried to acquire you to be a source for Project Apollo, your father declined his offer just to protect you from harm."

I was stunned to hear a lot from Magda as my raw power and that source during the Galvanic Uprising were targets of a struggle that could either be a blessing for the righteous or a curse that can be abused by those who crave it. When I left the kitchen, I was in the main hall of the summer palace as I walked towards an aquarium filled with blue tang fish. I was staring at it carefully as I noticed the fish swimming in synch. The swimming dance itself was a pattern that was connected by my raw power as I watched them carefully until I heard the skittering of footsteps coming my way. Turning around, I saw Chuck coming towards me as he was concerned about me. Still, I couldn't take my eyes off the Irish terrier as he was sitting there wagging his tail.

"You're looking at the fishes again, Sam," he said.

"There's going to be a second Galvanic Uprising if the Executive Division had their way," I said.

"I knew that you were gonna say that… It's like before when I saw the repercussions of the battling sides between the allies who rallied with the Alecrian Army and those who sided with Menelaus Marquand, who died in battle. And on that day when the Galvanic Uprising ended, you were born with all that raw power, but the warhawks in the Executive Division wanted to use what you had within you, but John refused day after day."

"Everyone in the main hall," said an announcer over the intercom. "The panel with Glen Barnett is about to begin!"

I went towards a seating area as I sat down at the nearest chair with Chuck in tow. With plenty of people dressed in cosplay filling up the seats, they were ready to see the star of this panel as he was coming forth dressed in an Elven tunic that was unbuttoned with a tank top underneath while wearing a pair of sandals and a some shorts. He was ready to answer some questions from the fans dressed in cosplay as they were most likely to be getting an earful from him, for he was on a roll since the fall of Darbus over a month ago.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said the announcer. "He's known worldwide and throughout the galaxy as the author of the Chronicles of the Order series and is an avid fan of the Supernatural books written by Carver Edlund and Nathan Hofstra respectively. He's also the type that takes writing in comprehension books instead of typing on computer to the heights that even put the notebooks from Death Note to shame. Please welcome our favorite writer, Glen Barnett!"

Glen was ready to see the crowd as he heard a roaring applause in front of him. He was back in the spotlight since he fled to Kanto Village after the Vanizia tragedy as he wasn't ready to give up and run away just yet. He saw dozens of people dressed up as me and Dean's past selves as there were others dressed up as the monsters they fought in the Elder Days sitting there giving the thumbs-up for his efforts. I was also giving him the thumbs-up as I noticed Reiko and the children sitting next to me and Chuck. It was a family thing as we were rooting for Glen to keep fighting for his ideals, for he was one of many who defied Darbus Toller during my absence.

"Holy crap…," he said. "This is one hell of a turnout since the last year's Kaki-Con in Kakiemon, which is on Tezuka. As for your questions, I'm all ears when it comes to you guys giving me an earful."

"Mr. Barnett," said a woman dressed up as Reiko in her white dress during the Gale Canyon incident with glowing fake wings on her back. "I've been a fan of your work since I read your first story, A Simple Man of Letters, and I was glad that your books are on the shelves again since the fall of Darbus Toller. I just wanna aske you a question: has your work ever had any controversy besides being under the microscope of the guy that once tried to take over the galaxy?"

"The only controversy I endured is when I nearly had a cease and desist order coming from the Order of Letters, but it rescinded due to what happened to my townhouse in Vanizia."

"And what about the latest releases that recently ended with A Matter of Unwanted Harrassment?" said a young girl dressed up as Charlie in her Queen of Moons attire. "Have they circulated under the noses of the Toller Family?"

"They have, but at least they won't stick their noses in other people's business like they did during Sam's absence. As for the classic old Supernatural books, they haven't gotten old, but they aged like fine wine over the centuries in which copies are now being distributed again, which is a good thing here on Alecrast."

"Mr. Barnett," said a man dressed up as a member of the Medical Corps. "I'm a huge fan of both Supernatural and its companion pieces, The Isoldati Files and Chronicles of the Order and it's an honor to see you out in the open. I even drew and published my latest Destiel yaoi that's been very huge since it blew up all over the galactic internet."

"There's been a whole lot of Destiel that surfaced since the Elder Days, but there's also a huge surge in the Sam/Reiko erotic doujinshi over the past few weeks and it's been going strong with such a robust rate."

I continued to hear more questions and opinions of the people in the audience as I saw Glen answer them without judging them. It was a humbling experience for all of us as we were there to enjoy the atmosphere of the convention without any further worry. It was something that was worth my time as it was also a candid comeback for the Elf who was also one of God's chosen prophets, for this convention was considered the greatest that came forth in Trainfell after all…

Ginryu was at the Order's main headquarters as he was looking into the report that came from Trainfell earlier. When he saw the latest headline on the newspaper that was on his desk, he saw the verdict of the short trial of General Arbogast and Julilla as they were both found guilty of the worst charges done upon me, including the counts of attempted murder and harrassment. It was a victory to put those two in their place after digging into such details of one of them The evidence of General Arbogast's involvement with the Executive Division raised red flags as it was something that became the worst in a string of threats that have been popping up since the death of Darbus Toller. Ginryu was most likely to be going back towards the archives room until he heard the door open up. He noticed two people come in here as they were from the Alecrian Army. The two were a man and woman as they were very suspicious to the extreme. The man was a muscular one as he had light brown hair and blue eyes while dressed up in high-ranking military garb. As for the woman, however, she had navy hair and green eyes was dressed up in black lingerie with a cloak covering the back. Both of them meant business as Ginryu had a gut feeling that they were not what they were meant to be.

"It seems that the Alecrian Army has a few bad apples in their ranks," he said.

"We heard about what happened to our colleagues, Ginryu," said the man as he sat down in one of the chairs. "We're not stupid and we're not naive, either, because we call upon you to release Perceval Arbogast and Julilla Paxton from Shark Island."

"Perceval Arbogast and Julilla Paxton used a plethora of tactics just to undermine Sam Winchester ever since he got home on Alecrast two months ago. As for what your superiors imposed, it still stands after the constant scare tactics that your friends did. You can't just barge in here to demand their release after what they've done."

"Those two that you've helped usher towards Shark Island are our friends and compatriots!" cried the woman as she drew out a gun and pointed it at Ginryu. "They've busted their asses into helping everyone rebuild after what Darbus Toller did in Kabizashi, Vanizia, Akatsuki, and the towns that connect to the dirt roads!"

"Even though Perceval Arbogast was in charge of the relief effort into restoring Kanto Village after what Reinhardt and Darbus' leftovers did, I did some digging into a dirty little secret that your commanding officer is trying to resurrect. The proof is in an old skeleton in the closet in which it is known as Project Apollo. Although it was used once before, but it ended in failure after the fraction of the mysterious power petered out. At that time, the Galvanic Uprising came to an end the moment we heard of signs that a child born with raw power would emerge."

"That child born with raw power is the only weapon of defense that can keep us safe! All you and your cronies are doing is literally hogging him from us!"

"We're not hogging him, Liesel, but we're allowing him to make his own decisions and goals that are key to being a part of the Destiny of Worlds that was long prophesied by the Draaza."

"That part of the Destiny of Worlds will always be earmarked to be our weapon," said the man as he spoke with an angry tone in his voice. "General Wetzel demanded that he acquired that child, only to have his father, John Winchester, intervene and say no all the time! Everyone knows that Sam Winchester is the key to powering up Project Apollo and you know it!"

"Mind your tongue, Lorne. As for Sam's fate, he is better off in the Order of Letters in which he isn't pulled into your petty struggle. Still, he's endured so much throughout his whole life in which he is striving to be a lot more than just a political football to your own greedy goals."

"The Executive Division treats the imprisonment of our two officers in arms as a grievance. You have been warned, Ginryu Ashizoka, for if you don't let our comrades out, we'll take matters into our own hands and it won't be pretty. By the time we get them out, we'll obtain our prize and that prize alone is none other than Sam Winchester himself."

At that moment, Ginryu watched the two members of the Alecrian Army leave as they meant business into releasing the two who nearly tried to break me to the core. Still, he remained firm as he wasn't about to let out General Arbogast and Julilla from Shark Island anytime soon. He was most likely to be upholding the verdict upon the two ne'er-do-wells who kept trying to weigh me down since my return. It was the most staunch of all upholding as the fight to keep those two from the Executive Division in prison was heating up at a slow pace…

I was in another room of the summer palace as I saw several fans of Supernatural displaying their art and other things up for sale. After hearing about Glen's comeback into publishing his works, I was most likely to be staring at the cavalcade of talents on display as I was feeling more comfortable with what was around me than that of the ongoing attempts of the Executive Division trying to cause me harm. I was safe from such things until I noticed General Wetzel coming into the room with an icy smile on his face. He was adamant into stealing me from prying eyes as he vowed to make me the weapon of choice for the Executive Division. He was on the warpath as he would stop at nothing to take me away to satisfy the desires of his group of warhawks.

"You're starting to become a thorn in my side, Sam," he said to me.

I ignored him as I was about to go into another room.

"And you bring dishonor the moment you ignore me because it's what Ginryu wants of you, isn't it?"

"I know who you are because of the fact that your cohorts failed to bring me down," I said.

"And I will stop at nothing to acquire you as the primal weapon for Project Apollo, even if that decision goes against your will."

"I want you to leave, General Wetzel, or else I'll have Yasuchika send the guards to throw you out."

"Once again, you're in denial of what you can truly become because it's fate that you can be swayed by those who want you to fulfill a purpose that can easily deceive you."

"I may have been isolated, beaten, abused, and even ill, but I won't let you break me this time. I have been a member of the Order and I'll always remain firm with my raw power, but I will never be your weapon."

"If you can't agree with me…," I saw General Wetzel get out his gun as he shoots me in the right shoulder. "Then I will make you feel the way of pain as a Plan B!"

I fell to the floor as several bystanders were fleeing the terror that occurred, but was stopped by General Wetzel, who refused to let anyone leave while raising his gun in the air. He meant business as he was itching to shoot anyone who tried to bring help in my situation. By the time I was on my feet, I was clutching at my right shoulder as I felt the blood seeping through my clothes. The pain made me nauseous as I saw General Wetzel coming towards me with the gun in his hand. He was ready to kill me or anyone else in this room as he wasn't about to let us leave in this terrible predicament.

"It's just a flesh wound, Sam," he said as he smirked. "You'll get over it in no time."

"You're really pushing it this time, General," I said.

"What you got was a warning shot. The next time we meet, you'll be convinced even further just to join our cause."

"I am my own person, not a weapon!"

"That is what Ginryu Ashizoka wants you to believe. It is what your so-called 'family' wants you to believe. All in the Executive Division wants you be more free to your own devices and desires, not be chained to the Order of Letters like a starving dog tethered to a post near his doghouse. Still, you don't get it, do you, Sam?" General Wetzel pushes me down to the ground as I was feeling more pain and nausea all over me than normal. "Those people that you call your friends and family are holding you back and it pisses me off that you're stuck in that petty little predicament of yours." I see him put his foot on my ribcage as he was ready to crush it. "You're weak! You're a disgrace to both the Order of Letters and the army that exists all over this planet! As for the Destiny of Worlds that everyone is talking about, it's all a lie and a frivolous sanitized fairy tale in which it'll all become a failure in the end. So, are you with that piss-poor excuse of a family or are you with us?"

I was backed in a corner with General Wetzel's words as they were a stinging cluster of lies that were pinning me down. With those words, I felt the memories of being on Gehenna resurfacing as I remembered the cruelty and abuse that I endured from Sylvanus the moment I was put there in the first place. It was at that moment that I was ready to lean towards the Executive Division as I saw General Wetzel smile with such a dark joy. He was betting on me leaning towards his goals and ideals as he was ready to bow down to his decision indefinitely in front of the bystanders that he was holding prisoner.

"Well, are you ready to say yes, Sam?" he asked me as he refused to let me go.

"I'll do as you ask…," I said.

"And do you swear your allegiance to the Executive Division, body, mind, and soul?"

"Don't do it, Sam!" said a familiar voice from beyond as the entire room had its lights flickering. "General Wetzel is betting on you in saying yes to him and the Executive Division all because they want you to be used as a weapon against your wishes."

The sound of a familiar warrior snapped me out of it as I was gaining fresh hope into never giving into the Executive Division's false promises. As for General Wetzel, however, he refused to let me go as he was ready to hear my decision to say yes to his own twisted desires. Even with the room dealing with a cold spot that chilled the air, the warhawk who had me pinned wasn't scared of what was going on until he felt something throw him against a wall. When he noticed me get up while clutching my shoulder, he pointed his gun at me as he was ready to shoot me again. Just as he was about to do so, he felt a rush of air knock the gun out of his hand as he saw the ghost of Colchuvar emerge and threw him against the wall again. The people in the room rushed out of there as the sight of the late member of the Hunter Corps wasn't about to let General Wetzel get his way in the end,

"You don't scare me, ghost," he said as he was not afraid of the spirit of Colchuvar standing in front of him. "You can't just back me into a corner all because I want Sam to be our weapon for the Executive Division."

"I'm telling you to back off, General," he said angrily. "Sam won't be your tool or your weapon because your lies to get him to come to your side won't work. He's a hell of lot stronger than what you know because of all the good he has within him. And you call him weak? You and your followers in the Executive Division make me sick! Your desire to Project Apollo will be a fruitless endeavor that will fail miserably in which it'll cost this planet thousands of lives just to activate it."

"You're just a ghost! You're nothing but a relic that died foolishly just to end up on a funeral pyre in vain! You're nothing but a reflection of the past that refuses to go away quietly! As for Sam, you may have stopped him from saying yes to us, but he'll soon be swayed to do so because it's the way it is due to what his past self once did during the time of the Elder Days."

"You better watch your mouth or else I'll do more than just the usual haunting, General! I knew about his absence ever since Darbus Toller kicked him out, but if Dean hadn't convinced him to get his ass back here, you and everyone else in this galaxy would've been screwed by now. As for what's been happening with the sightings of Cain and Ailnoth, you should be prepared for what is yet to come before you go off the deep end, is that understood?"

"Have it your way, then..." General Wetzel was ready to take his leave as he turned around and gave a really icy stare at me. "In the end, Sam will come towards us as our weapon because Project Apollo will be a success instead of a failure for the Executive Division. He can't resist us forever because it is his fate to say yes to us."

"I won't be swayed by your words anymore, General!" I cried as I was suffering from the pain in my shoulder. "I was awakened at last after all the lies I heard! The Destiny of Worlds is not a lie, nor it is a frivolous sanitized fairy tale. It will lead us into a golden age of prosperity that will be a boon for us, even for you. I heard about how Project Apollo failed with that fraction of mysterious power that became a target in the Galvanic Uprising, but on that day I was born, it ended in which I was born with the raw power that I have today. As for all that talk about the Order of Letters and my friends aand family, they never held me back because they're all I have for a support system. And no, I may be a part of the Order of Letters, but I was never chained down like a starving dog tethered to a post near his doghouse. As of now, I suggest that you leave me alone before you cause further trouble on the horizon, you got that?"

I saw General Wetzel leave as he wasn't showing any emotion on his way out. He was still itching to bring me to the side of the Executive Division his departure unnerved me. With Colchuvar standing firm in front of me, he was grateful that I came home, but he noticed that I needed medical attention right away. Still, he wasn't too happy with General Wetzel as he viewed him to be a much bigger problem than the real problem at hand.

"Man, that guy pisses me off," he said.

"Go figure…," I said as I was reeling from the wound in my shoulder. "I was on the brink until you showed up to set me straight."

"General Wetzel should never be trusted at all after what you went through, Sam. He's deliberately banking on you to go to his side just to become a weapon against your will. What you went through with his lie machine is the last straw and this time, I'm there to get your ass on the right direction just to be what you were truly born to become in your part of the Destiny of Worlds."

"General Wetzel kept saying that I was weak and a disgrace to both the Order and the Alecrian Army, but he kept saying that my friends and family keep weighing me down all the time. Still, I would rather be weighed down by those who offer their support for me instead of those who seek to abuse my raw power for their own selfish gain. I can't do that and I won't be part of Project Apollo against my will and wishes."

"It's what your father told me at the time before he was killed when he would rather see you free to walk all over instead of becoming a weapon. He wanted you to have a healthy childhood even after his death, but all that went south when you went to Gehenna. I never forgot how Sylvanus kept badgering you for small stuff, but you remained resilient in times of danger. Still, I want you to find more clues to the lost childhood that was taken away from you, for it can be a key to shutting down both the Executive Division and the two duelling Knights of Hell in the end. Even though Darbus is sleeping with the asteroids, the members of his family's second branch won't be quiet to retaliate against you, so you better be prepared for what's about to be thrown at you in the long run."

I saw Colchuvar leave without a trace as I noticed the Medical Corps arriving in the room. When they saw me reeling from the gunshot wound I suffered from, I fainted onto the floor as the pain was too much for me. Still, the minor incident in the convention didn't stop the people in cosplay from seeing a ghostly experience throwing General Wetzel against a wall earlier as it would soon be a part of the mythos in the Winchester Gospel soon enough…

I woke up in a hospital room as I had an arm in a sling. After dealing with General Wetzel, I had a gut feeling that his wrath would haunt me as I was looking all over the place while I was in my hospital bed. When I stared at the door, I saw the knob turning as I was scared out of my mind until I noticed Glen coming in here with a set of autographs in his notebook. Even though he was concerned for me, he also dreaded the wrath of the Executive Division as he couldn't get their words of warning out of his head like me.

"I take it that the convention is over," I said.

"After hearing what the bystanders said to Marshal Calvert, he's on the warpath to condemn the Executive Division after what General Wetzel did," said Glen.

"That's good enough to hear..."

"So, are you guys coming home to Kanto Village after this?"

"I can't go into hiding forever, but the Executive Division will stop at nothing to acquire me as their weapon against my will."

"That's not all… In chapter seven of my latest release, A Matter of Unwanted Harrassment, General Wetzel's second-in-command, Julilla Paxton, not only wants you as a weapon and lover, but she wants you to help procure a baby to groom in the image of the Executive Division and its sick goals, even if it means by killing Reiko just to take her place."

"Reiko will never be replaced because she's more precious to me than anything. As for what Julilla is trying to concoct, it won't work because my will of being supported by my family trumps her own selfish gain and desires."

"Speaking of Reiko, you should consider about asking about what she'll have next after your night of unfiltered pleasure because it's a lot more unusual than what we know now."

I sat up and saw an image of a Half-Elf boy and girl as they were a vision of the future in the making. Both of them had raw power as I saw it to be a vision that couldn't be ignored, for I would soon tell Reiko about it before it got out of hand. As for what was yet to come, I had to reconnect to the places that I went to as it was my quest to regain what I forgot about long ago, for it was my destiny to do so…

To be continued...