Supernatural: Chronicles of the Order 5
Chapter 18: Both Sides of the Spectrum
(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.)
I was in a sterile room as I was being watched by several members of the Medical Corps in which I was laying on a bed complete with electrodes on my body and an i.v. drip inserted into my arm. I was in bad shape as I was simply staring at the lights on the ceiling. By the time I sat up, I noticed a familiar angel dressed up in medical scrubs as he was concerned for my health since the driving debacle three days ago. It was Gadreel as he was on hand into making sure that I didn't leave, but I was too sick to even move on the same bed I was in. I was a wreck as I was still reeling from the cold I caught while using my hair to tow the Impala to the bathhouse in the rainy weather. Even though my hair was still silver due to me changing to my super-charged form, I wasn't out of the woods yet as I was later being moved towards a hospital room where I noticed it to have surveillance cameras all over it. The room itself in the Order's hospital wing was a very unsettling one as I didn't want to be put through the ringer with the same cameras monitoring my every move, for it was terrible for me. By the time I was settled into a hospital bed, I continued to stare at the ceiling as I saw a camera dangling in front of the lights that were later turned on. It was hell, but I had to deal with it as I was still feeling under the weather since the storm three days ago.
"You overdid it again, Sam," I heard Gadreel say as he was sitting in a chair next to the bed.
"I had worse, but when I towed the Impala to the bathhouse, I had such a strong sense the moment I used my raw power to get it out of the rain," I said. "It's ironic that I had to tow something that weighed a ton, but I did it just to surpass myself."
"Kazuo sensed your raw power being overexerted the moment he sent some of the Medical Corps to find you. Still, you're stuck in your super-charged form, but in the three days that you were being probed and prodded, I heard Reiko talking about how you drew some pictures of a pair of Half-Elves that are both male and female in your office. After that, she came along for the ride to be examined by the new obstetrician who replaced the late Dr. Ichinose."
"What's the verdict?"
"Sammy!"
I sat up as I saw Reiko sprinting into the hospital room. She was joyful as she was aware that I was alive after the long stay in the Order's hospital wing. It was also at that moment that she brought in a basket full of muffins as she gave one to me. By the time I tasted it, I was in heaven as I couldn't get enough of what Reiko baked in it. Even though I was in my super-charged form with my hair in its silvery stage, I saw my wife touch at my hand as she was happy that I was feeling better than normal, for she was glowing with enthusiasm all over.
"Thank goodness that you're alright," she said.
"It was a long three days, but I'm fine," I said.
"But Uncle Kazuo said that you can't leave until you're fit to go, even if it means for you to go home to our castle in Kanto Village."
"Kazuo has other things, but he can't just watch me like a hawk round the clock. There are other patients besides me that need to be looked after because of the fact that they matter a lot more than my own predicament."
"Um, Sammy..." I see Reiko grab my hand as she places it on the lower part of her stomach. "There's something that you must know about..." I feel a tiny pulsation beneath as I had a feeling that my night with her in Trainfell fulfilled a vision I had in spades. "Dr. McNamara said that I've been healthy so far, but when I saw those pictures in your office, I had a feeling that I was expecting a lot more than normal." I watch her hold at my hand warmly as she was happy with what she was expecting on the sly. "As of now, I am with child again, for this future is a sign of better things to come."
"She's right, Sam," said Gadreel. "Lady Reiko is already aware of what she now bears the moment you made love to her on the night before the downfall of Julilla Paxton, who kept stalking you. Your seed is a vital component in which it propelled the vision that was fulfilled. And another thing, what Lady Reiko will bear for you is the catalyst of what is yet to come."
"I remember Ippei telling me how Shizuo became a stud due to the multiple births he had with Pomelia long ago, but Reiko was the last one and the baby of fourteen children in the Mitani Clan's successor until he was cut down by a demon," I said. "It seems that Reiko has become more than just my wife, for she's not only just the mother of my children, but she's also a part of the Destiny of worlds like me."
I was blessed with what I had as I was most likely to be getting another addition to the family I was building up. As for my other predicament, I wasn't out of the woods yet as I had a feeling that I would have to face off against the Executive Division just to keep them from making their further moves. The thought of Project Apollo rising unnerved me to the extreme as its dangerous rise to prominence was getting to be more troubling than normal, for it wasn't the end of a problem on the rise anytime soon. With the joy filling the room, I was happy until I saw two sentries arriving for no apparent reason. Both Reiko and Gadreel never expected them to show up, but they were there to give me hell as they were part of the Medical Corps' staff after all.
"Is something wrong?" asked Reiko.
"It's time for you and your friend to leave," said one of the sentries.
"You can't do this," said Gadreel. "Sam's family to us and it's up to Ginryu to allow us to see him."
"Sam Winchester is now under the strict protocol of Director Mitani," said the other sentry. "Now, if I were you, I suggest that you leave immediately or do I have to alert Kazuo to do it."
"But Sammy prefers the company of us," said Reiko. "You can't isolate him like that or else he'll suffer from something worse. He's already been diagnosed with clinical depression, you know."
"We know, but we don't care; now leave!"
Reiko was disappointed that she was forced to leave like that as I didn't want her to feel downhearted like that. When I held her hand warmly, I assured her that I would be fine as she hugged me in return. When she left with Gadreel following her, I watched them leave as I was alone, but with the two sentries guarding me around the clock. I never liked being guarded for too long as I found it to be a lot worse than another one of Reuben's stern lectures on the sly, for it was about to get annoying due to what I was in on the sly...
Dean was in Kazuo's office as he was in the doghouse after goading me into a long drive and forcing me to use my raw power three days ago. He was staring at the Medic General of the Medical Corps in the face as he was stuck in the middle of a stern lecture that he couldn't talk himself out of. Even after hearing word of me towing the Impala with my long hair, Kazuo wasn't too happy with Dean for making me do the legwork as he was also concerned about my health and well-being on the sly. My older brother was under the microscope as he wasn't able to get out of Kazuo's watch anytime soon, for he was stuck in his own predicament so far.
"So, how is he?" he asked.
"After towing a car that weighs a ton with his hair, he'll recover, but he can't go home right now," said Kazuo sternly. "Sam may have used his raw power just to get that clunker out of the rain, but he attracted the attention of the Executive Division in which action was called for to get him out of the bathhouse that you two were staying in."
"At least we got out of the castle for once..."
"Well, that stunt with Sam being goaded to tow the Impala isn't going away quietly. Even though General Wetzel and his cronies have been given a gag order not to associate with your brother, that doesn't mean that they're out of the picture for long. They've sent spies to monitor Sam, even in that roadhouse where you two won by downing a hundred and twenty ounce steak and getting some cash and a trophy. Marshal Calvert had the waitress who worked there arrested in which his subordinates raided the joint in which there's so much damning evidence that puts Sam in harm's way."
"Is this a joke?"
"It's not a joke when Timothy found some letters that were sent directly from Shark Island of all places. The waitress at the roadhouse was actually a member of the Executive Division under your nose, Dean. She was given word from her superior to report back to him when she notices your brother in that place that reeks of barbecue, fried potatoes, and stale beer. You may have dodged a bullet this time, but next time you try to go into a roadhouse filled with the ones you least suspect, I suggest that you hire some backup. The Executive Division is a dangerous force to be reckoned with and General Wetzel will stop at nothing to acquire your brother into the same failed experiment that backfired during the Galvanic Uprising."
"I guess that I can kiss Steakfest goodbye after what I've heard."
"You shouldn't be harsh towards him, Kazuo," said Timothy as he came into the room. "He didn't know about it, but when we questioned the waitress who worked at the roadhouse, she was acting on orders from General Wetzel against the wishes of those around her. She was also given orders to report to the bastard at the behest of a certain ice queen serving a prison sentence on Shark Island. Julilla isn't the type that can be taken lightly despite the fact that she sits in her cell every day. As for Sam's safety, however, he is under heavy guard, but at least he'll now take precautions after this."
"That doesn't mean that Dean is off the hook," he said. "His stunt put his brother in harm's way of the Executive Division and it won't happen again. If that does, then he'll have no other choice but to either move his family to some backwater planet or be under a much stricter presence of the Medical Corps and we won't let him fall under the General and his cronies anytime soon, is that understood?"
At that moment, Dean left Kazuo's office as he sprinted towards the hospital room I was staying in for a while. To his annoyance, he spotted two sentries from the Medical Corps standing on opposite sides of the door as they were refusing entry to those who were close to me. He remembered the strict protocol of the Medical Corps very well as he wanted to visit me badly without ruffling up a few feathers along the way. When he was ready to visit me, he was stopped as he became more annoyed than normal because of this protocol that refused to go away.
"There's no need for you two chuckleheads to pull out your guns 'cause I'm what is called family here," he said as he saw the two sentries pull out their weapons. "Besides, you can't bar me from seeing Sam and that's a fact."
"Sorry, but there are no visitors here after we ushered the last two out of there," said one of the sentries. "After the Marshal from the Alecrian Army noticed on the dirt roads, there had been some stricter protocol to keep your brother safe."
"Sam's my responsibility and I won't shirk it the next time."
"That responsibility has been void since the roadhouse raid," said the other sentry. "As of now, Sam Winchester is under the strict protection of Kazuo Mitani of the Medical Corps."
"Kazuo can suck it 'cause when I get through with him, I'm gonna make him see more than-"
"You will do no such thing, Dean," said Castiel as he appeared out of nowhere. "Kazuo Mitani is plenty of things, but he's also a prophet of the Lord as well."
"Kazuo is a bigger dick than Reuben, but does he have to bar everyone from visiting Sam?"
"Let him through," I said as I was up and standing near the doorway. "You can't bar my family from seeing me after what you pulled by forcing Gadreel and Reiko out of there, so don't be trying to isolate me even further, you got that?"
The two sentries stepped aside as Dean and Castiel entered my hospital room without any further incident. I was happy that they were here as they were also family to me, but I didn't want to be under the microscope for too long. Even though I was feeling better and ready to go, I wasn't about to leave yet as I didn't like being trapped in a room filled with surveillance cameras everywhere. It was hell, but I had to deal with it as I was basically the ultimate guinea pig for the Medical Corps.
"Looks like you went through the ringer," said Dean.
"After the rude treatment from the sentries, I'd rather prefer the company of family instead of being under the microscope," I said.
"Kazuo has his reasons to do this, Sam," said Castiel. "He knows more about the Executive Division more than what is perceived to be."
"Was he a veteran of the Galvanic Uprising?"
"Kazuo was one of the veterans who voted against Project Apollo due to its failure with what was harvested from the core of Alecrast. He also fears that its resurrection will bring chaos to this planet and others around it if we don't stop it."
"I see what you mean, but the Executive Division aren't here to dampen both the Order and the Alecrian Army for a while."
"Not so fast, Sam," said Dean. "The Executive Division are right on your ass 'cause of the fact that they still wanna get a piece of you just to jumpstart Project Apollo to their own personal greed. It's not a joke or a debate, but you can't just shrug it off as if nothing ever happened. Yeah, we went on that car ride, but at least we had fun for now. Besides, your life is in danger and we're not letting you out of our sights this time. We're going whole hog on your ass 'cause General Wetzel and his cronies have been spying on you under our noses. In the end, no one outside our company can be trusted and that's a fact, is that clear?"
I reluctantly agreed as I was staring at Dean and Castiel for the longest time. Even though I was put under heavy surveillance, I wasn't about to back down yet as I was most likely to be protected from the impending threat of the Executive Division. It was tough for me, but I had no other choice but to obey the protocol of the Medical Corps without being under further scrutiny. It was the most I could do for now as I wasn't out of the woods yet…
Kazuo was in a lab as he was reading some test results that were active recently. The test results themselves were mainly of my progress as they showed my raw power charging up from the food I ate, but that was put under further scrutiny. By the time he was ready to leave, he noticed Gadreel appear out of nowhere as he was curious about what was going on, for my results were the most uncanny of them all so far. Even when the food I ate was a catalyst for what was yet to come, my raw power was fueled by so much more as it was something that became a hot-button issue on the sly.
"You're still piqued about Sam's activities again, aren't you?" said Gadreel.
"From what I gathered from the data, Sam's raw power has been fueled by many things, but as for the food he eats, the large count of protein tipped the scales beyond comprehension," said Kazuo.
"He did consume part of a hundred and twenty ounce steak, didn't he?"
"Yes, and he also became exhausted after towing the Impala to the bathhouse on the dirt roads."
"Don't you think that Sam should have more movement besides being cooped up in that hospital room?"
"After what was found in the raid at the roadhouse, Sam's better off where he is and it's better than allowing him to fall under the weight of the Executive Division."
"Didn't you serve alongside them at the time?"
"I knew about the Executive Division's true motives the moment they were ready to make their move to activate Project Apollo during the Galvanic Uprising. With the mysterious power that everyone fought over, General Wetzel took a fraction of it just to put an end to the war, but I saw through him the whole time. He wasn't there to put an end to the Galvanic Uprising, but to destroy all of Alecrast from the inside core. His intentions were never for the greater good, only for the destruction of the planet that he was trying to enact. By the time that the war was over on the second day in May, a certain child with raw power became the one who ended it without his knowledge. Even though he lost his real mother and grew up around Cynthia and the Half-Elven brothers who came after him, General Wetzel had an insight on reviving Project Apollo and using the small child as a weapon."
"But John Winchester refused to give little Sam up the whole time..."
"If you think that he was killed by a charging Oxalan, think again. John was set up by General Wetzel the whole time, only to get gored by that monster he was hunting. The bastard planned John's demise under our noses just so he could snatch Sam up and use the small boy as his weapon for Project Apollo. Even after the hunter's passing, both Sam and Dean were ready to be raised in their homestead near Kanto Village, only to be taken against their will by Sylvanus Thrippe of all people also against John's wishes as well. In the end, both sides, including those loyal to Ginryu, were forced to keep silent or else face the wrath of the Executive Division in the long run. In the end, it was the most costly mistake not to stop them in the first place, but both the Order and the Alecrian Army are regretting their stance to step back after the years of Sam being put under the boot of Sylvanus on Gehenna. Even though he's all grown up, Sam is still put under the massive guilt trip that bogs him down despite the successes he had with marrying Reiko and starting a family. He still feels empty and it hurts him inside due to what was taken away from him at an early age. After what he's been through, we can't allow him to suffer a lot worse when it comes to depriving himself of the much needed self-love that was taken away from him so far."
"Then he must reclaim the remainder of his lost memories before he left for Gehenna or else he will fall victim to the Executive Division and their desires to resurrect Project Apollo. I know that you fear that reality, Kazuo. I also fear it because it will cause devastation on all of Alecrast if we let it come to pass. Still, those warhawks will stop at nothing to keep him under their thumbs in which they'll force him to be their weapon against the wishes of those who vowed to keep him safe. We can't allow him to fall victim to the Executive Division or else everyone all over the galaxy will suffer dearly."
Gadreel's warning was more than enough to keep Kazuo on edge as he was most likely to resume the strict protection of me from the Executive Division and other enemies who desire to abuse the raw power I had. The awareness of me being the prime target for the Executive Division was escalating as my presence was a double-edged sword that could swing in the wrong direction if not tempered long enough. It was a daunting task and demand to keep me safe as the power struggle from within was about to get ugly without warning, for it was a bad omen to emerge in the making…
I was in the cafeteria as I had Dean and Castiel in tow. All three of us were sipping our coffee as we were most likely to be going back to our usual posts soon. When I also noticed the two sentries coming into the cafeteria, they were guarding my every move as I found it to be very annoying to the extreme. My privacy and daily life became the focus of what was perceived to be a "Nanny State" as I wanted to return home to the castle after this, for I found the overprotection to get a little out of control so far.
"There's no quiet space for me, is there?" I said as I sipped my coffee.
"There never is with Kazuo around," said Dean.
"Kazuo means well due to what is going on so far, so I suggest that you don't talk about him too much," said Castiel cautiously. "He has his reasons to protect you, for he's no stranger to dealing with the Executive Division."
"Well, we ought to dress him up as Mary Poppins and give him an umbrella for his troubles instead due to his tactics that screams 'Nanny State.'"
"That won't change a thing, Dean," I said. "Kazuo is known to keep a much sterner focus on his patients than Reuben and he's also the Medic General of the Medical Corps."
"He's also Ippei's brother and speaking of Ippei, the first anniversary of his death is coming up, which is both a celebration of his life and his passing."
I was thinking of Ippei as I was reminded of the upcoming anniversary of his death at the hands of Darbus Toller last year. I was also reminded of the fact that Reiko was expecting again, but she was ushered out against my wishes as I vowed to be more vigilant into protecting those around me, including the newest addition to my family. By the time I finished my coffee, I got up as I threw away my cup while Dean and Castiel did the same after they finished theirs. Leaving the cafeteria with the two sentries following our every move, we saw a group of people dressed in dark grey as they were marching towards us in plain sight. They were from the Executive Division as they were armed with guns that were poised to shoot anyone in their path. I was seeing them here as they spotted me due to my silver hair and tall stature, but I wasn't about to go with them very lightly.
"Sam Winchester," said the leader of the group. "You are to come with us at the behest of the Executive Division. You cannot back out on this. If you do, then those around you will die."
"If General Wetzel wants me, then I'll decline him every step of the way," I said.
"You should've listened to us, Sam." The leader of the group aims his gun at Dean as he shoots him in the left shoulder. "Now, General Wetzel's demands are stern, but clear, so I suggest that you come forward before any more innocent bystanders get hurt or perhaps killed."
I was rushing to Dean's aid as I saw him clutching at his right shoulder the moment he pulled the bullet out of his wound. Just as I was about to do so, I saw one of the group sprint towards me and siezed me by the throat as he was ready to kill me on the spot. With quick thinking, I used my raw power to stop my attacker as I noticed him flying near a set of garbage cans next to the restrooms. It wasn't long until Castiel unsheathed his sword and went towards the leader of the group and sliced the gun in his hands. He wasn't about to let the group get a hold of me as he made them notice him in all his winged glory the moment he revealed his wings. He was letting them have it as he stood firm into protecting me at all costs.
"You won't stop us from fulfilling our goal to take Sam Winchester from this set of hallowed grounds," said the leader. "It is the will of the Executive Division that decides his fate."
"I want you to leave," said Castiel as he was showing off his angelic aura.
"You don't scare us that easily because we won't be intimidated by your parlor tricks."
"Sam is his own person, not a tool or a weapon for your master in his plans to launch Project Apollo once again."
"Well, Sam, are you ready to come with us or do we have to shoot some people in front of you?"
I shook my head as I saw the group get out their guns and was willing to shoot those in their way. They were meaning business until Kazuo intervened at the last minute the moment he got out his own sword and slashed their guns. He had his reasons to put fear into the group from the Executive Division as he wasn't someone that can be taken lightly on this matter. Even though his manner is stern and strict, he wasn't the type that can be bogged down so literally as he stood calm and collective in front of the invading group.
"Kazuo Mitani," said the leader of the group. "You were a veteran in the Galvanic Uprising in which it led to an end to the war. This time, you will be silenced for not allowing us to do our job."
"Oh, yeah; well, silence this!" he yelled as he rushes in and punches the leader in the gut the moment he sees him flying onto the marble floor. "General Wetzel has no right into allowing such scum to invade this place in order to take Sam Winchester away. In such arrogance, you had the gall to shoot a member of the Hunter Corps and even stand up to Castiel of all people so you can claim someone who refuses to go along with Project Apollo."
"Have it your way for now, Kazuo Mitani, but when General Wetzel hears of what we failed to do, he will do further harm to both the Order of Letters and the army that we once stayed in before we were ostracized for our actions. In the end, Sam Winchester will submit to his part in Project Apollo, no matter what how hard he tries to avoid it. He'll come to us and when he does, he'll be the greatest weapon to make Alecrast great again."
"General Wetzel is a liar!" I cried as I used my raw power to full as I stunned the group in their tracks. "He's not here to make this planet great again, but to destroy it. I heard the story from him ever since I was admitted into the hospital area of the Order's main headquarters and General Wetzel's plans to use me as his prized weapon were never for the greater good. Your master is blinding you, but you can see through him when the time is right, but for the time being, I demand that you leave… NOW!"
The raw power coming from me blew the group away as they were sent flying everywhere. I wasn't about to become the Executive Division's weapon as I stood firm into making my presence much more harsher than anticipated. I was my own person who had responsibilities to my family, friends, and duty in the Order of letters and not a political football that was thrown right and left. I stood firm as I didn't want the Executive Division to dampen another doorway here again until I began to cough up blood for using my raw power for too long. With the exhaustion getting to me, I fainted onto the floor as several members of the Medical Corps arrived on the scene, for they were ready to take me back to my cage soon enough…
I woke up as I heard the sound of thunder booming from outside. The rain began to pour once again as I stared at it while I was laying in a bed in the same hospital room I was in. It was a cage for me as I got up and went towards the bathroom to do my business while standing next to the toilet. By the time I was finished, I flushed the toilet and washed my hands in the sink as I went back to the hospital bed the moment I curled up in the blankets in it. I was alone as I heard the rain pouring until I stared at the bed next to mine. I noticed Dean dressed in a hospital gown as he had his right arm in a sling while resting up, but he was asleep due to being sedated from what he went through after being shot at by one of the invading group. I was relieved that I had some quiet until I heard Dean wake up and yawn. I chose to ignore it as I didn't want to get involved with another hair-brained scheme again, but I was about to be suckered into yet another foul predicament on the horizon.
"Oh, that smarts like hell," I heard him say as he was rubbing at the wound in his shoulder. "Well, at least I'm not isolated in this room." He sees me in my own hospital bed as I was huddling up in the blankets. "C'mon, Sammy, you can't fool me, even after your hair didn't return to normal. Besides, we're in the same room together so you won't get cranky all the time."
"You're worse than the sentries," I said.
"At least you sent those asshats who showed up for no reason flying everywhere in which Ginryu showed up with his posse to arrest most of them."
"Good for him, but I am getting fed up with being in this hospital room all the live long."
"You were coughing up blood, weren't you?" I nodded as I was feeling the guilt looming all over me. "I know that you should've never overdo it, but you should also be careful where you throw those asshats."
"Where did they land?"
"Some of them landed in the ladies' room in which some of the women in there called security to get them out."
"If Magda saw one of them in there, she would kick him out in a heartbeat."
"The shady group that the Executive Division brought here even got past the front sentries after we heard Kazuo ushering the wounded earlier. They were some tough sons-of-bitches, but when the Garrison Corps arrived on the scene to remove their helmets, they had one hell of a surprise coming when all of the group, who were male, turn out to be some of Darbus' leftovers. They had no soul, but they weren't afraid to come in here to snatch you up from this place. General Wets-His-Pants picked up some of the leftovers who nearly busted up Kanto Village after Darbus' downfall and Reinhardt's imprisonment in Angmar Prison, but he's desperate to take you away, Sammy."
"It never ends, does it?" I begin to sulk in the blankets of my bed as I wanted to simply go away quietly. "General Wetzel still refuses to respect my decision to defy him and he pulls this stuff just to get to me."
Without warning, I heard the phone ringing from a phone from the nightstand. When I saw who was calling on its screen, I backed away as I wanted to get help. I let the phone ring as I wanted to ignore it altogether, but when I heard the answering machine relaying the message, I was about to get the worst of it when I heard General Wetzel telling me off with his icy rhetoric. He was ready to pounce, despite the fact that his plan failed, as he wasn't about to give up on his crusade yet.
"You may have avoided me from taking you out of your birdcage, but you haven't seen or heard the last of me yet, Sam," I heard him say over the phone. "No matter how many times you try to ignore my demands, I'll keep dogging you so you can say yes to my plans for Project Apollo."
"Don't even try to goad me!" I cried as I picked up the phone. "You know that I won't bow down to the likes of you or any of your cronies, is that clear?!"
"Once again, you defy the wishes of the Executive Division, but the more you do this, the more you put your family and friends at risk. I say to you again, Sam: do the right thing and come to our side, for we can give you the proper respect you truly deserve."
"Why? So I can be your weapon?!"
"You are the ultimate prize, Sam, and nothing can keep me from obtaining you for Project Apollo. In the end, you'll come towards us in which you'll be causing destruction to our enemies with that raw power of yours."
"I won't be your destructive tool, General! I won't cause death to innocents just to satisfy your own desires to do so! And you want me to be part of the Executive-"
"You listen to me, General Wets-His-Pants," said Dean as he snatched the phone from my shaking hands. "Sam's not a football to be thrown around with, you got that, asshat?! My little brother is a lot of things, but he's never a weapon for some greedy warhawks who have an unquenchable lust for the raw power he has! You believe him to be the ultimate prize, but he's a hell of a lot more than that when it comes to him protecting his friends and family when the chips are down and that includes the people who stand by him! Your petty little group may have failed into taking him away, but be warned 'cause the next time you send your group here, you'll get it coming if you get your way to steal Sam, you hear me?!"
At that moment, Dean hung up the phone as he saw me shaking from the icy rhetoric that I heard from General Wetzel earlier. He meant business to protect me as he wasn't about to let me fall under the cracks yet. Just as we were about to rest up again, Dean noticed me fall off my bed as I began to hyperventilate from the stress I was under. He got up from his own bed as he was trying his best to calm me down until Kazuo arrived. He knew of the stress I was suffering as he placed his hands on my chest in which he closed his eyes and began to slow himself in a trance. The technique he demonstrated made me calmer than normal as I saw him open his eyes and backed away briefly. Whatever he did, it saved me from the brink of collapse as I was staring at him for some odd reason, for he was someone who had more backbone than anyone in the Medical Corps.
"Whatever it was that you did on Sam, he's safe for now," said Dean.
"I used a qi controlling technique to change the energy currents in Sam's heart and lungs," said Kazuo. "It's a technique that was learned during my days in the Le Guin Mountains during the long time of famine near Chugoku's capital of Chekiang. At the same time, the Chieftain of all Chugoku was feeding the people in his city from other places in which he hated the fact that his people kept starving until the rain finally came. This year, Chugoku's capital now has an abundance of soil for planting vegetables and such, which brought out an increase in produce to feed everyone there."
"We went there… to Chekiang," I said. "At that time, the Morality Movement, who were in control of the capital banned all forms of entertainment, but if I wasn't compelled to play the erhu and bring the rain there, the people would've been put through a lot worse."
"You should visit Chekiang just to have a change of atmosphere, Sam. It's also a place that is highly revered in its culture of techniques to heal those who are under stress."
"We can even visit Skyward Temple while we're at it, Sammy," said Dean. "It's also a good idea to get you out of your rut sooner or later. Besides, you can show Reiko and the kids Skyward Temple where we went up against one of the Elect last year."
"I would, but I'm afraid that I'll decline that offer," I said. "I can't shirk my responsibilities after all that has happened and I can't do that now after what was going on during my absence."
"And miss out on the fun? Not this time, Sammy. If you don't do so, I'll put itching powder all over your clothes and your bedding for that."
"Sam, listen to your brother," said Kazuo. "He has a point and after what you dealt with since your return, the best bet is going to Chekiang and Skyward Temple to get you out of your rut. General Wetzel can't touch you there or harm your friends and family there because the Chieftain in Chugoku's capital has a gag order imposed on the Executive Division. You will be safe and that's all that matters because it's also an order from Ginryu to go there, is that clear?"
I reluctantly agreed as I was trying hard not to think about General Wetzel's threats to take me from my friends and family. I had so much at stake as I wanted to make sure that they were safe from harm in the long run, for dealing with the Executive Division was something that can't be taken lightly anytime soon…
Ginryu was overseeing the detail of what went on here earlier as he saw the last of the invading group being detained by the members of the Garrison Corps. When he walked towards the detainee, he pulled off his helmet as he revealed yet another one of Darbus' leftovers in grey clothing. It was troubling to see the late villain's creations working for General Wetzel and the Executive Division as it was also a dangerous notion to see them running everywhere in a dangerous crisis like that. It wasn't long until Gadreel arrived on the scene as he saw the face of the failed attempt to enact the Hitlerian Code three months ago, for what was left of the Master Race became masterless, but not without a hint of purpose.
"Looks like Darbus sent some of you to live with General Wetzel under our noses after all," said Ginryu. "Sounds like Tobias is desperate to bring you here to cause havoc since your comrades killed Dr. Ichinose a few months back."
"General Wetzel had the gall to do this, didn't he?" said Gadreel. "Darbus Toller is dead, but his creations are still engineered to do one's bidding for lust and greed."
"The General gets what he wants and he will stop at nothing to do so," said the detainee.
"General Wetzel is a monster and he will stop at nothing to fulfill a desire to bring Project Apollo to destroy this planet. He won't stop until he satisfies his thirst for power and greed."
"And the Executive Division will end up having access to Sam," said Ginryu with a grave look on his face. "Tobias Wetzel is playing with fire and he'll burn everyone around him if he attempts to launch Project Apollo to fulfill his wishes."
"Sam Winchester will always be the ultimate prize," said the detainee. "He will be offered to the General soon enough, for his raw power will destroy the enemies of the Executive Division soon enough."
"You're not gonna do a damn thing to him because he's under stricter protection for the time being, even if it means by keeping him caged."
"Sam will come to the Executive Division, no matter what you say, Ginryu Ashizoka. His raw power will be the catalyst to bring Alecrast to its knees and by doing so will set off another Galvanic Uprising in the making."
At that moment, Gadreel placed his hand on the detainee's head as he melted his eyes and brain the moment he was dead while being held by the members of the Garrison Corps. He didn't want me to be a pawn for the Executive Division as he also didn't want Darbus' leftovers to survive after what he saw a few months back. The death of Dr. Ichinose was fresh on his mind as he had disdain for Darbus' leftovers who caused havoc in their wake during my absence, but he also bore a grudge against the Executive Division like the rest of us. The attempt to steal me for the Executive Division was the last straw as Ginryu was putting his foot down on a galvanic scale.
"Tell Tobias that the Executive Division is permanently banned from coming to the steps of this branch of the Order of Letters," he said to some of the Garrison Corps members. "Also, we're following suit with the Alecrian Army that we won't put up with the trash that nearly caused panic here all to steal Sam against our wishes. My wishes are absolute and I won't allow the Executive Division to come at this headquarters' doorstep again. If so, they will be met with gunshots instead of reason, is that clear?"
Gadreel and the other members of the Garrison Corps were stunned to hear Ginryu take a much stronger stand as they saw him leave for his office. As for the problem dealing with the Executive Division, it was a stand that will be set in the record books as the battle to prevent Project Apollo was right in the center of things altogether. It was a bold move for the head honcho of the Order to put his foot down, for he wasn't about to let me fall victim to the Executive Division any longer…
To be continued...