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Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I’m going to bring Cason in again soon. I’m sure Natalia would love that lol

But he has been off casing out problems and has learned a few things about the angels. Might come in handy with a certain over confident angel.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean watched as Esme stepped up to him with the tweezers. He had hoped she would be the one to do the cleanup, considering how he had to leave her earlier. He sighed when she handed things to Mika, holding his hands out to her for her to clean.

“I’m going to have to talk to her, eventually, you know…”, he muttered to Mika, wincing as she picked glass from his hands, “If we make it through this, she deserves an apology…from both of us.”

He gave her a stern look, leaning up and kissing her nose to diffuse any annoyance he might have caused. He sighed, flinching now and then.

Annabeth

Annabeth frowned when Sam stepped in front of her and stated that it was a trap. He didn’t trust her, but also wanted to keep her safe. It was reassuring, and insulting. She looped her fingers into his belt loops as they stepped into the school.

The silence was deafening as they walked, only the sound of Sam’s heavy boots making striking the ground in the empty hallways. The silence was broken by laughter, as they stepped around a corner. Annabeth gasped, as a man came into view, his bright white teeth glowing in the darkness, it seemed.

“Sam Winchester.”, the man chirped loudly, holding his hands out toward them, “…and his whore.”

“Sam…”, Annabeth whispered from behind him, pulling at the back of his pants, begging him to leave with her. She didn't want to be near demons, or potentially hurt him while using whatever powers she only just learned that she had.

“Aww. Let her go, Sam. Let her see what she can do…”, the man chimed in again, as his eyes shifted to black. Without hesitation, Annabeth stepped out from behind Sam, her mind instantly going to his safety, and stared at the man, “…Oh how cute is she?! She thinks she's going to protect the great Sam Winchester. From little old me?”

The demon's words angered Annabeth to the point that she stepped forward even further, removing herself completely from Sam, with her hand extended. When enough distance was between Sam and Annabeth to separate them, another, larger male came out of the dark corridor beside them, wrapping both his arms around Sam and dragging him back.

"SAM!", she screamed, turning and running after him, "Sam?!"

She chased them both, watching Sam as the lights illuminated his face at every window. Then, they turned down a corridor and disappeared. She turned in a circle, her eyes turning white as she panicked.

"You're so cute! It's no wonder they want you...I just want to eat you up.", the first demon spoke as he slowly approached Annabeth's panicked form. She threw a hand out to try to use her powers, causing the demon to laugh, and clap a hand against her throat, throwing her through the nearest door, where Sam was being held inside.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Dean Winchester

Dean scoffed at the girls insisting that he let them help him. Kicking back another glass of whiskey, He held his hands out, like a defiant teenager, motioning for the girls to do whatever it was they felt the need to do.

“Fine. It might be nice to not have to dig bullets or glass out of myself for a change. Just…tell Bobby I’m coming. I’m ready to go, now. He knows how she gets…”, he muttered, glancing up at Mika for emphasis.

He wanted to find out what this thing was that brought him out of Hell, sooner rather than later. But he knew that the only way they were going to find it was either pissing it off or calling it to them. Bobby was right.

“And whatever this thing is…It can most likely just snuff you, Mika. I can’t stop you from going, but if you go, stay out of the way. You hang back, make sure Bobby’s okay and let me handle it.”, he explained, his shaking having ended at this point, for the time being.

Annabeth

Annabeth nodded, understanding that Sam knew more about this stuff than she did. She also knew that if this was a demon, she could dispatch them with little effort, considering what she had done previously in the hotel.

“I’m ready. I got your back.”, she muttered, walking with him to the school. It didn’t take long to get there, and it all seemed a little too quiet as they approached the door. She looked around, noticing the vibration of power disappear from the school.

She defied Sam slightly, stepping forward to the door and shoving it on a hunch. It opened slightly, which caused her to raise an eyebrow and turn to Sam.

“They just left it open?”

Samael

“Ah, Hera…”, Samael quipped as he landed and straightened his jacket. He took a casual seat at the table across from her, and smiled warmly. He didn’t particularly need her yet, but she was rather…insurance for his plan to go perfectly. An in and out assassination, if you will.

“You are here to have some fun with the Winchesters. But perhaps…not yet. I have one where I need him. The other is about to get the shock of his life when he learns of our kind. And honestly, I need you…to make sure they stay away from the girl, after that happens.”, he explained, drumming up a glass of wine with his hand.

“So, for now. Go. Do whatever you want. But do not…touch the Winchesters. I need them to have security. And I want to see Sam Winchester’s face when all of this comes to fruition.”

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Dean allowed her to take his hands as she explained everything. He relived the nightmares all over again in flashes as she spoke. He tried to remember any clues that anyone was lying to him back in the days after she had…died. He reached down as she spoke and toyed with her fingers a bit, taking in every inch he could.

When she removed her shirt to show him her scars, he gasped a bit, shocked he had never noticed them before. It explained why most of their time together occurred under cloaks of darkness, regardless where they were. He reached up and gently ran his fingers over the scars.

“I’m right here.”, he whispered, leaning down to kiss her shoulder, “I’m right here.”

He sat in that position for a bit, just taking in everything she had just said. He still felt as if he was dreaming, or under some sort of spell. But, he also believed every word of it, because he had no evidence otherwise…and the scars.

Sighing once more, he turned her back to him, “Look. I’m not normally the move on from things kind of person, but I’m not…going…anywhere. Do you hear me? I’m not happy, about everything that’s happened. I mean…long con and all that. But this is a lot. I’m here. You’re here. You’re alive.”

Smirking, he cupped her chin in his hand and kissed her lightly.

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Dean stepped forward as she spoke, one tiny step toward her against his mourning brain’s will. He closed his eyes as she began to speak, letting the tears that had built up fall down to his chin. He wanted to tell her to hush. He wanted to hug her. But he was angry, and sad. These were emotions that typically led him to violence with anyone else.

“Um…Bobby didn’t tell me much. He just told me about what happened that n-night. This is insane…”, he whispered, clearing his throat after. He stepped forward another bit. Opening his eyes, he gritted his teeth and closed the gap between them, his hands coming up to hold her face in his hands.

It was a familiar stance, back to one of the worst nights for his anger. He trailed a hand down to her throat, running his thumb over the front of her throat as he pressed his forehead roughly against hers, “Mika…”

He whispered her name, almost as a control lever for his anger and grief. It was his brain talking him out of hurting her. Instead, another set of tears fell from his eyes, falling from his chin, and he simply placed a quiet kiss on her nose, his shaky hand leaving her throat.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean sighed, once again with his eyebrows raised at the confirmation, feeling like an absolute cry baby, as tears welled up once again. He then pursed his lips and shook his head briefly, holding up the necklace he still had wrapped around his shaky hand.

“Um…”, he said hoarsely, feeling a semi-unfamiliar wave of nervous nausea creep into his gut, “Actually…it was um-…It was Sammy, first. Sam’s a smart kid and…when he gets something in his head, he rarely lets it go.”

He took in her appearance, still not moving from his place on the bed, before setting the necklace gently on top of the book next to him. He blinked away tears and sniffled loudly, before slowly standing from the bed, his hands coming up in front of him as a defense, and to tell her he wasn’t going to attack her. Granted, they had been down that road…

“He um…finally got away.”, he spoke quietly, stepping forward a single step, “And in the midst of the scuffle with dad, he told me what I assumed at the time was something I just wanted to hear. I came here, and um…Bobby. Bobby cleared up the rest.”

He had no idea what the next move should be. Part of him wanted to choke her. Part of him wanted to run to her and wrap her in a hug. The other part of him, the part in control, couldn’t move from where he stood. So, he stood, tears in his eyes, silently taking in everything he had lost, standing right in front of him.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

I'll respond to the post after Furie has a chance to chime in to the rest of my post, as I don't want to spam the IC. And Cassifer should be online sometime this week. He's been super busy with convention crap, and I've only talked to him a couple of times, but he said he'll try to drum up some writing at some point.

The RP is about to get its first taste of Sam Winchester tears, I think lol. I haven't spoiled it for you guys, but I wanted to give warning that the puppy eyes are coming, most likely.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean opened the door to the room, looking around with another surprised sigh. It was Mika to a tee. The bed was not quite neatly made. The desk was littered with lore and makeup. There were photos, and mementos adorning the walls. He smiled a bit, tears still in his eyes as he stepped through, brushing his fingers against the furniture.

He touched the photos on the wall, a few of them depicting he and Mika together as kids. One caught his eye and caused a scoff to leave his throat, as he remembered the day fondly. They had been on a hunt, and he had managed to introduce her to one of his favorite movies. The night quickly devolved into chaos and playful fighting. In the photo, they were both smiling brightly, while he himself had several new stitches above his right eye from an accident. Good times.

He then found the closet, gently opening the door, another anguished sigh leaving his throat as he looked at the clothing inside. He picked up a sleeve of a jacket he recognized vividly, bringing it to his nose and taking a deep breath.

This was a lot to take in. It was a lot to come to terms with. It was his greatest loss, aside from his mother. In fact, it was possibly his first real great loss that he remembered the emotions from. It was the loss that had nearly torn his family apart, due to his inability to let go.

Closing the closet, he stepped over to the bedside table and picked up the book that laid there, his thumb brushing over the title, ‘Pride and Prejudice’. He laid it down on the bed, stepping over to the light switch again, and flipped the lights off, taking his place on the bed once again.

As he heard the footsteps coming up the stairs, he balled up his fists, trying to control his emotions as those familiar steps approached. He flinched when the lights turned on, his face doing its best to remain stoic.

“Hey Mika…”, he said softly, placing his hands on his lap with his eyebrows raised. His tears had mostly dried but his eyes were still slightly puffy as he stared at her, fully expecting her to run….again.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

<Snipped quote by AnnaBeth>

Technically Hera works with Heaven like a few Pagan gods. She would be working with Samael's agents to stalemate Castiel while they're the ones actually attacking and trying to get rid of him.

@ActRaiserTheReturned

That actually works too.
I need to find an excuse for him to be forced to leave after he gets to them. Plans, I have plans.

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

@ActRaiserTheReturned I'm not sure how effective you plan for her to be at dispelling angels, but she could actually make herself useful after the Samael interaction, by getting rid of him. We could tell you when lol