[IC] Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

[JustAnna]

Dean Winchester

Feathers. Chains. A splash of blood on the face. More chains. A splash of blood on the face. Bright lights. Roaring. And...

Darkness.

Dean gasped as if filling his lungs with air for the first time. Everything was dark. There was no air to be breathed, wherever he was. His ribs ached. He felt dead. That's when he remembered: he WAS dead.

"HELP!", he attempted to scream. But the sound that came out was dusty and quiet. He had no voice, "HELP!"

Pulling out a lighter, he illuminated the "room" quickly realizing it was a coffin. Panic nearly took over, at that point. He had been buried alive. Those idiots had buried him alive! Punching at the top of the coffin, the moist boards finally gave way, sending what seemed like an ocean of soil pouring down onto his chest, "Son of a bitch...C'mon. C'mon Dean..."

After digging for what felt like a lifetime, his hand met fresh air...sunlight. Dean hoisted himself out of the box, through the small hole, pulling at the grass blades like tiny little ropes. That's the first sign, other than being buried shallow in a wood box, that something scary was going on. Turning a full circle, he took in the sheer amount of damage around him. It was like a nuclear bomb had landed on his grave. What kind of demon had that kind of power?

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Annabeth / Cason

"He is risen. He is risen. Beware."

Annabeth sat straight up from her bed, gasping for air. It seemed to take forever to fill her lungs, her hair sticking to her dripping wet face. A bright flash of light pierced through her mind, causing her to cry out in pain as overlapping voices took over her thoughts.

"Sam Winchester. The King. He's our only hope. Only hope. This is our only hope...This is the end. It's the end..."

"Ahh!" Annabeth screamed out, shaking her head.

"Babe? Hey...what's going on?", her boyfriend Cason asked, sitting up from the wet bed beside her. He peered around the room, seeing the sheets dripping onto the floor with sweat, and furrowed his brow, "Annabeth. It's happening again, isn't it?"

Nodding with tears in her eyes, Annabeth turned to him. It was the first time he had seen it, and his face fell, eyes wide.

Her eyes were clouded over. They were solid white as she cried.

Not panicking, he simply held out a shaky hand, "T-tell me what they said this time..."

[FuriePhoenix]

MIKA,NATALIA AND SAM

Ever since Lillith's hellhounds took Dean as the due payment for bringing Sam back, Mika was a wreck emotionally which made her a complete livewire when it came to hunting. Her and Sam did all they could for two months to try and bring Dean back, tried making deals, killing anything that got in their way and didn't give them answers that they either liked or needed and sent far too many demons to Hell out of pure spite. Mika had lost Dean once because of the wendigo attack almost damn well killing her and going into hiding as Bobby brought her up, she wasn't prepared to just lose him yet again. Yet no matter what tactic they used, nothing worked and they had to begrudgingly accept that he was gone. A brother, a partner, a friend. Sam soon went off on his own, leaving not only Mika alone with Bobby, but ignored every bit of contact with them completely and didn't even acknowledge his half sister Natalia either. Mika became lost and kept hunting when she could, even though it didn't quelch any of the pain she felt, if she ever felt anything at all. If she was too numb feeling she remained in her bedroom and didn't leave for days at a time, stacks of plates regularly always piling up with uneaten food, but always there was empty beer bottles. She always told Dean that she would come back to and for him, and now here she was on the other side of that promise. The side where she was probably feeling everything that Dean felt as a teenager when she was proposed dead, and then pretended she wasn't her every time they bumped into each other on hunts. She was certain she would never get over his death.

Natalia on the other hand was still hopeful that Dean would somehow return. She may only be the half sister that only came into their lives a couple of years ago, but that didn't mean she didn't care about the boys. She refused to give up and although it wasn't always the first thing she did, she did still keep an eye on what Sam was doing and check in with Bobby about Mika to see how she was coping. She remained on the road, similar to Sam except she wasn't sleeping around in hotels like Sam was. Alongside picking up any hints or clues to trying to bring Dean back, she got on with her life as a hunter. Right now she was in a hotel just outside of Sioux Falls, fully intending on just sleeping in after a night of hunting vampires.

Sam was also in a hotel albeit different to Natalia and not nearly as close to Bobby's as Natalia was, with a dark haired woman. He didn't particularly care for the woman but she was company when he craved it and that was just fine for him. He had changed so much from Dean's passing and as much as he liked Mika and Natalia, he couldn't deal with being round them any longer. Mika's grief got too much to handle when he was dealing with his own and Natalia in his eyes just couldn't understand what either of them were feeling being only the half sibling. His grief made him blinkered and hardened in his soul, distancing himself for his own sanity.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Benjamin, Mika, Natalia and Sam
The witch was unsure how he was going to react to all the attempts on his life ever since the death of Azazel. Knocking on the door, he decided he was going to just meet up with Sam and the others as an "ordinary" psychic. He gave the door three hard knocks on the door. "Please open the door. I'm looking for someone named Sam? He's dropped something on the ground out here." The voice had a British accent of a young man. The man would get ready for a fight if he needed to. As he understood it through his clairvoyance, Sam and Dean had both been through intense traumatic experiences. Benjamin was ready to defend himself, but he was hoping to just ask some questions. Get Sam's trust and then help him re unite with his brother, and aid the two in getting rid of the threat on his life.

[JustAnna]

Dean Winchester

Dean walked for what seemed like a million miles in the hot sun. He finally reached what looked like an abandoned gas station, breaking his way inside in search of water, food, money, anything helpful. He found all of these things, while running around, as well as a newspaper.

Holding the newspaper in front of him, he stared at the date, "September?"

"I've been gone four months...", he thought, taking a bite from a protein bar he had just swiped. Shrugging his shoulders, he stepped behind the cash register and popped it open. As he dug the money out of the register, the TV behind him clicked on. He turned and carefully pressed the power button. It turned back on, along with the radio, the sound getting louder at every second. Realizing he wasn't alone, he began casing the joint. Salt, he needed salt. Finding the salt, he popped the top and began spreading it on every window...just as they blew out in his face.

The buzz was deafening. His eardrums felt as if they were melting, and just as fast as it came on...it disappeared.

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AnnaBeth

"I found it.", Annabeth shouted, signalling Cason to come and look at her laptop. She had found the gas station the mysterious man in her dreams had entered.

"So, what's your plan? You've never actually chased one of these visions, and now? The voices said this dude was dangerous. They told you to go find this...Sam...Winchester guy." Cason paced while holding a piece of paper, names and images scribbled across it.

"I have a hunch. What if this guy knows something about my visions? What if the visions are happening because of him? Shouldn't I at least check him out? He dug himself out of the ground. I would say that sounds interesting."

"Interesting?" Cason asked, pinching the bridge of his nose. "This isn't interesting. This is scary. He DUG HIMSELF OUT OF THE GROUND!"

"Yes!" Annabeth shouted back, "And we're going to find him."

She snatched her car keys off the counter, snatched the paper from Cason's hand and ran for the door. As he heard the engine of her old truck rev, he rolled his eyes and punched the air. "Dammit!"

[Wolvena]

Esme Stirling

Esme had somehow found herself in Illinois after taking on a Shapeshifter the day before and ghosts the day before that and early this morning. Now exhausted and sleep deprived, all she wanted to do was find a place off the highway she could pull over and have a small nap. Sleep deprivation had somehow blocked her from seeing exactly where she was in Illinois, but what she knew was that this road seemed to go on forever with little in sight. After what seemed like hours of fighting sleep and slapping her face to stay away, something had finally popped up in the distance. “Finally.” she groaned. She looked down at her gas gage briefly. She still had a quarter of a tank of gas, so she didn’t really have to worry too much about that if this place ended up not being a gas station. As she got closer, she slowed down to get a good look at the building. “Geeze, is this place even going?” she questioned, looking at the small building with blown out windows. With a bit of reluctance, she drove on ahead, not really trusting the place. A little way up the road, she found a place to stop that looked a bit more promising, even if it was still on the side of the road but could still get a suitable distance between the road and her car. Parking as far as she could from the road's edge, she cracked a couple of windows and locked the doors, then made herself comfortable in the front seat for a catnap.

[FuriePhoenix]

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam heard the knock on his hotel door and wondered who it was as it couldn't have been the pizza delivery he ordered for himself as it was far too soon for that. Then he heard a young sounding British accent come through the door asking for him in particular making him raise an eyebrow in curiosity. He shoved a shirt on and went to the door, making sure he had his handgun in the back of his jeans waistband just incase knowing very few people would come searching for him and use his real name unless they either friend or foe and he certainly hadn't been in touch with any family or friends lately. He then opened the door cautious and stood in the doorway looking at the young looking guy standing on the outside. "Whose asking?" he asked, looking around the area to make sure the guy was alone and it wasn't some kind of ambush from something that went bump in the night or another demon.

MIKA CHAMEBRS

Mika had finally decided to get out of her room and walk down the creaky stairs of the Bobby Singer household, heading straight to the kitchen without even greeting her uncle in the process. She headed for the fridge and pulled out some food that she was finally agreeing to eat and stepped outside to get some fresh air. From where she was, she could see her own '66 chevrolet impala parked, gaining a little bit of dirt and in need of a wash despite not having been used for long periods of time. She refused to use the car due to it always reminding her of Dean's own '67 model that Sam had comodeered. She had spent too many days wishing that a sign would just come out of nowhere to say Dean didn't really end up dying and going to Hell and this was all just a weird horrible nightmare that she couldn't wake up from.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

Sam
"Sam, is it."
"I'm a Psychic, not a pizza delivery boy, sorry. I decided to lie just so I could get a foot in the door."
"I need your help. My life is in danger." He then stated honestly.
"Demons. Demons are everywhere I go, and they just keep coming." Benjamin stated. "I came alone, I promise."

[Chulance]

The attempt to communicate with Dean Winchester had failed, he was sure that Dean was capable of speaking to him directly. After all of any human was capable of both listening to and seeing his true form wouldn't it be the eldest winchester?

He watched with curiosity as the newly revived hunter seemed to be elated to be back on earth. Who wouldn't be more then happy to escape ever lasting torment in the after life? There seemed to be no price that was worth your eternal soul, the greed of ao many humans among other emotions always confused him. But he was a soldier of the greatest army to ever exist fighting the most important war to ever be fought. Trivial things such as emotions of these walking sacs of dirt & blood made by the father wasn't his focus. He had a mission to carry out and no matter what he intended to achieve it. It had been so long since he'd walked the earth, basking in the warm rays of the sun.

Of course he wasn't in a physical form yet, he was still working on that. The focus had been lifting the chosen one from the pit, while the rest of his flight was still in search of a proper host for him to use to truly walk the earth like men. In the mean while he was fully focused on establishing connection with Dean. His force attempt to say "can you hear me" had caused an ear shattering noise to Dean. He decided to "lower" his volume and spoke once again. "Listen to me Dean!" The Being called out to the hunter. Of course the words he spoke from his heavenly body were not heard by Dean in english. "Listen!!" He raised his voice causing the entire inside of the gas station to shake. A violent bright light filled Dean's vision briefly, and every window in the gas station shattered. The tv sparked violently before shattering from electrical sparks. The very ground the hunter stood on shook violently forming some cracks in the earth. This was all from him raising his voice which of course was something the newly revived human could not hear.

@AnnaBeth

[JustAnna]

Dean Winchester

"What the hell?", Dean asked to no one, standing from the ground carefully. His arms were now full of glass and the gas station looked as if it had been obliterated by some sort of bomb. He looked around, making sure he was still alone, despite the explosion. "Bobby..."

Staring out the window, he caught a glimpse of a payphone in the parking lot. Sprinting to it, he quickly grabbed the receiver and fed it some coins. The phone rang once, before being answered, "Yeah!"

"Bobby. It's me."

"Who's me?"

"Dean...", *click*

Bobby hung up on him? Bobby never hung up on him. What the hell was wrong with him. He tried again. One ring and another answer.

"Bobby listen to me. It's Dean!"

"Call here again and I'll kill ya...", Bobby answered grimly, hanging up the phone once more.

Staring at the phone, Dean took a deep breath. Did Bobby truly think he was dead? Shrugging his shoulders, he walked over to the only car in the parking lot.

"Please work...", he whispered, opening the door and searching for the box under the steering wheel. To his surprise, the vehicle started up, successfully taking the hot wire. With a smile, he jumped into the drivers seat, revving the engine, before peeling from the parking lot. The drive to Sioux Falls seemed long, and it was...but deep in his thoughts, he "appeared" in Bobby's parking lot. Who knows how long he had been there? He was zoned out, and the car was no longer running. Shaking himself from the feeling of exhaustion and deep thought, he shuddered, ready but not ready to face Bobby Singer.

Staying low to the ground, he snuck to the front door of the house, straightening himself and flattening the front of his shirt once he had a finger on the doorbell. His shaky finger pressed lightly, letting the bell linger for a few seconds. The door, however, swung open violently. God, he was happy to see that face. His father. His idol. The one face he needed to see, other than Sam's right now...if Sam was even alive.

"Hiya Bobby...", he muttered. But the look on Bobby's face wasn't that of happiness...

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AnnaBeth and Cason

Pulling into the dusty parking lot of a tiny gas station, AnnaBeth looked around. This made no sense. It was a burned out gas station. It didn't look like it had been used in months. Furrowing her brow, she looked around for any sign as to why she was there, or what was going on. She stepped out of the truck, followed closely by Cason.

As she reached for the door handle of the station, her brain began to flash, and she groaned loudly.

He's not there. You are late. Late. Bobby Singer. Sioux Falls. He'll be back. He'll...Back. Hotel. 235 South Riverdale...

When the voices stopped, she opened her eyes, now on her hands and knees. Cason cradled her as he breathed heavily, "HEY! What's going on!"

"He's not here...but...He'll be back. I have an address." she whispered, laboring to breathe.

"So back to the goose chase. Do we even know who this guy is?"

"No. But I NEED to find him.", she whispered once more, wiping at the stream of blood falling from her nose.

[SirensCall]

Ruby

This place was an absolute dump, but it was workable for the time being. At least that was her line of process. There was still so much to do, and so little time. She couldn't help but to get lost in her thoughts, she had reunited with Sam Winchester, after begrudgingly taking over the body of someone who was already dying. She didn't understand why it mattered what the meatsuit was, but a person who was on a table dying in the hospital certainly seemed to confuse the hell out of the doctors when she sat up. At least that was funny.

She typically didn't zone out in times like this, but she couldn't keep her thoughts straight. There was still so much to do. So much.

The knock at the door caused her to turn her attention to it, but Sam answered it. She rolled her eyes and opted for a shower herself. Hopefully this dump had better water pressure than the last. All she needed was to have shampoo stuck in her hair and making this meatsuit itchy again. She didn't bother to say anything to Sam when she went about her business. Things were already in motion, he was already doing so well in what she needed him to do. This would work... She had to keep telling herself that.

Bobby

That phone call was an absolute insult. Who the hell did they think they were to try to impersonate Dean? Bobby ran a hand over his face and almost entertained the thought of disconnecting the phone for a little while. He couldn't do it, he knew, too many people called needing his help for one thing or another. He had a wall of them labelled different things at this point, so he could keep up with what he needed to now. His eyes travelled out to Mika who was just standing there staring at her car. He couldn't say he blamed her for being so broken, even now. It has a harsh reality to deal with.

He sighed and headed outside himself for a moment, beer in hand. He wasn't about to mention the phone call to her. Her already fragile state when it came to things like this made him worry all the more. She was his daughter. Maybe not blood, but what did blood matter anymore? He still barely knew what to say, he barely wanted to believe that all of this had happened. That Dean was gone... It made his blood boil at the thought of the call again. He wanted to say something, but he was at least glad to see her out of her room.

Bobby went back inside a few moments later after patting her shoulder, gently. Things needed to start coming together and soon. He walked over to his desk, getting out of the kitchen for a while, and he was reading over something another hunter had asked him to look into. So much in the world was going to shit, it was crazy, that was certain. The bell rang, and Bobby walked over to the door. The figure he saw caused him to whip the door open and his face turned angry.

"Who are you?" he nearly growled at the person. This was a sick joke. They certainly looked like Dean, but how could it be?

[Wolvena]

Esme Stirling

Esme woke with a jump from her catnap. Those horrific images had yet again disturbed her sleep. Sighing heavily and still feeling exhausted, she sat up with a yawn and stretched, then positioned herself behind the wheel of her beloved car. Placing her key into the ignition, she gave it a turn, and the car roared to life. She then pulled out onto the road, not really knowing where she was headed at that moment. Reaching for the radio, she turned up the volume, hoping the loud music would keep her awake for a while and get her thinking of other things. The current song playing was fading, and a good one too. It wasn’t long before the next song started, Here I Go Again by White Snake. It caused her to sigh heavily, but she sang along. She felt she could relate to the words in a way, but that could be because she had been alone for so long.

Esme missed the interactions with others. She craved it. The small interactions here and there weren’t enough, but in times like these it was hard to find someone you could really trust. She had thought of getting a dog, but her living situation really wasn’t suitable for one. So, here she was spending most of her days alone, taking out things of nightmares and pretty much living in her car. During her long trips, she often wondered if she’d ever come across other hunters that would want her help, since in the past it hadn’t quite worked out. Then again, she had sadly become used to doing things on her own and knew that one day she would come across a hunt that could be her last.

Esme slapped herself. The loud music wasn’t working as it normally did. She had still gotten lost in her thoughts. Perhaps it was because she felt more exhausted than she ever had. It looked as if she was going to have to find a motel after all and knock herself out with sleeping meds to get a somewhat decent sleep. Even with that, it was hard to get a decent sleep. Finally, after what seemed a long while, she came across a motel. It looked pretty shoddy and not a place she’d normally stop, but her exhaustion was overtaking her, making her give in. Pulling in, she parked, then ran in to get a room for the night. With a room key in hand, she hopped into her car and drove to the other side of the place, then parked in front of her room. Killing the engine, she got out and walked to the trunk, popped it open and pulled out her bag, and slung it over her shoulder. Esme closed the trunk and walked back to the driver's door, closing it after making sure she locked it. Then she headed to her room.

[JustAnna]

AnnaBeth and Cason

“This is the address.” Cason whispered, looking around, “Did they give some sort of sign as to what we are looking for?”

“No. But I feel like I need to get out.”

“Get out?! I don’t even know where the hell you are going! Annabeth listen to me!”, Cason cried out, as she put the truck in park and opened her door. With no answer, she exited the vehicle and took off across the parking lot, “Dammit!”

With a huff, he exited the truck, catching a glimpse of himself in the dirty truck window. His eyes were black, almost as if out of control. Closing them tightly, he took a few deep breaths. He couldn’t afford her seeing him, this way. Not yet. She would run.

He chased the swung open door, growling as he struggled to blink away his black eyes. With every blink they flashed back and forth. She was already in the elevator and the doors were shutting in front of her. Such a reckless idiot…

“Annabeth, what are you..?!”, he yelled, sprinting for the closing elevator doors. He was too late. The doors were closed and the elevator was moving. Growling once more, he peered around until he found the stairwell, bursting through the door and up the stairs. Luckily, he could hear her, as she talked to herself. He could hear her footsteps. He could teleport to her, but she would panic.

When he heard the elevator stop and open once more, he exited the stairwell, quickly grabbing her on his way out the door. Pushing her against a wall, he shoved his body weight against her.

“Stop this! Enough is enough. I’m not letting you show up, half cocked, following voices to find some guy we don’t even know. Let’s just go home…”, he whispered, his breath warm against her nose.

“No, Case. I can’t. The visions are getting worse and maybe he knows what they are. Maybe he knows what to do with them. Get off me…”, Annabeth whispered, shoving at him. She slipped below his arm and up to the door behind him, her target. She raised a shaky fist and placed it against the door, before knocking three times, “Sam Winchester?”

[FuriePhoenix]

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam wasn't in the slightest bit bothered that Ruby decided to go for a shower in his hotel room, even though he didn't fully realise she was even Ruby at this stage and at this moment in time, he was more focused on this guy at his hotel room door. At the information of there being demons wherever this guy goes, Sam couldn't help but smirk and step back, letting him inside the room. "If you don't want demons after you, then I'm the wrong person to hang around with." he told him. He really had become cold hearted since losing Dean and he just didn't think anything of it, it was just how it was in his eyes.

MIKA CHAMBERS

Mika was aware of her uncle coming to where she was and nodded her acknowledgement of his presence near her. She knew he would be just happy that she was even out of her room and she was quite frankly happy that he didn't try and make her speak or open her heart out to him to make her stop bottling everything up. She had heard the phone ring in the distance but she really didn't want to know who it was. If it was someone wanting help on a case, she didn't want to know, she felt too burned out to go on hunting, especially as it was yet another one of those days where Dean's abscence was too much to bare. Some days she could handle it, other days she couldn't, and this was definitely one of those days. She patted his hand back when he patted her shoulder, a silent way of saying 'I'll be okay sometime'. As he decided to go back inside, she remained outside, making the most of the air but it was when the door bell rang and she heard a voice at the door that made her get curious and walk inside. She headed straight to the door and stood behind Bobby, but the face she saw on the outside was not one she would have ever thought she'd see again. She almost didn't want to believe it was truly Dean and if Bobby wasn't believing it, then she knew she shouldn't either. She instantly grabbed the silver letter opener off the side table for all their car keys and post, there was no way she was going to take any chances. "You've got some bloody nerve coming here with his face" she sneered.

NATALIA WINCHESTER

Natalia was enjoying the moment of peace and hadn't long woken up feeling absolutely starving which made her get up and go to get changed into a fresh vest and get her boots on again so she could think about going across the road to the diner to grab some food. Yet all of her plans were shattered when she heard a knock on the door which made her groan in annoyance. She grabbed her handgun off her bedside table and took the safety off before walking to the door and looking through the spyhole seeing a young redhead outside. Her curiousity got piqed when the girl seemed to be asking for her half brother, but it was also a curiousity that made her wonder if it was someone after him for nefarious reasons so she opened the door ever so slightly but kept her gun hidden behind said door. "There's no Sam here, what do you want with him?" she asked.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam wasn't in the slightest bit bothered that Ruby decided to go for a shower in his hotel room, even though he didn't fully realise she was even Ruby at this stage and at this moment in time, he was more focused on this guy at his hotel room door. At the information of there being demons wherever this guy goes, Sam couldn't help but smirk and step back, letting him inside the room. "If you don't want demons after you, then I'm the wrong person to hang around with." he told him. He really had become cold hearted since losing Dean and he just didn't think anything of it, it was just how it was in his eyes.

@FuriePhoenix

Benjamin
The man looked interested. "I knew that in order to escape the demons I needed to come see you."
"My name would be Benjamin."
"I am a Psychic."
"Thank you for letting me in."

[JustAnna]

AnnaBeth

"I...um. I don't know.", Annabeth answered the woman honestly. Her eyes showed her worry as she attempted to peer into the room around the woman's head. "I don't know if you would believe me if I told you why I'm here."

She stood back a bit, folding her arms across her chest, before sighing. Suddenly something dawned on her, "But you do know him. Don't you? Where is Sam Winchester?"

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Cason

Cason stood, hand on Annabeth's elbow as the woman cracked the door. This was the exact thing he was worried about. He glanced from the woman's face, to the center of the door. There was a gun pressed against the other side. He could feel it. She was a hunter.

"We should go. This was a bad idea. He's not here.", he spoke quickly, his voice shaking as he realized the mess he was in. As he begged Annabeth to leave, his eyes flashed black a few times. Luckily she wasn't looking at him. "Please..."

[Chulance]

Castiel - Following Orders

A Vessel, from a devout man none the less who prayed for this. It felt weird to walk the earth again, something he had’t done in years. It was never something he’d ever questioned or even dared to question.

But now thanks to this new host, Jimmy Novak he was here again. He had promised the man that he would take care of his family in the trying times to come. That was one of the few stipulations Jimmy had requested when he agreed to angelic possession. The concept of which seemed foreign to him as popular media in this world made it seem that control of a human being was something limited to demons & other evil forces.

Now that the angel was up to date with the intricacies of human media & television. No he didn’t get CNN, Fox, AMC or any other channels in the holy realm he came from. He was standing out in a park allowing the breeze to brush against his face and push the strands of his newly acquired hair. Then he went to adjust the trench coat that now sat on his shoulders, before looking on at some children playing.

“Just look at them, there barbaric honestly. Those little things have no idea of the world that exists around them. Of the truth of existence itself, they have no concern for the great battle ahead. Perhaps in some ways I can understand why he fell, when asked to bow down to them, to recognize them as the supreme.” A black man in a dark black suit who appeared to the angel’s left spoke, the angel’s name was Uriel. “What do you think Castiel?”

“I think nothing of it except that I am here, we are here to follow our mission. The war that’s brewing is one that was foreseen eons ago. As angels of the Lord there are things we do not understand, but perhaps we were not made to understand those things. We must defeat the enemy to preserve this world, and all the beauty of it. I see you have managed to obtain a host so that you may interact with this world the same as me.”

“Of course, as you said there are some of them who strangely enough pray for this, but you as said we are soldiers, not philosophers.” Uriel said in response to Castiel still gazing at the kids playing at the park. As the two soldiers of Heaven spoke both were currently invisible to the naked human eye.

“That is correct, and right now I must move forward with my mission. Earlier I mistakenly tried to interact with “him” in my native form figuring he’d be one of the few who could perceive and hear my true visage without pain but I was wrong. None the less enough time has been wasted, as we speak the seals are being broken, I must find Dean Winchester.” Castiel spoke matter of factly, the fluttering of wings could be heard while behind him the dark shadowy imprints of his wings could be seen.

[JustAnna]

Dean Winchester

He stared at Mika with wide eyes, attempting to read why she was so angry. He knew the answer, but he still felt confused. Hell, this entire day was confusing. His eyes shifted back to Bobby.

“Surprise..”, he whispered, pushing past him into the house, as he stammered to find words. He thought to hug Mika first, but instead shifted away from them both, “I don’t understand either, but…here I am.”

What happened next wasn’t unexpected.

Bobby lunged at him with a silver knife, which he deflected last second, raising his arm above his head and holding him still. With his opposite hand, Bobby backhanded his nose, causing him to stumble into the kitchen.

“BOBBY it’s ME!”, he screamed.

“My ass…”, Bobby yelled, lunging at him again past Mika. As he did so, Dean grabbed a kitchen chair, holding it in front of him with his hand out.

“Your name is Robert Steven Singer. You became a hunter after your wife got possessed and…and you’re the closest thing I have to a father!”, Dean yelled, “Bobby, it’s ME!”

Bobby glanced at Mika with wide eyes, before turning his gaze back to Dean and kicking the chair out of the way. Dean flinched, as Bobby placed a hand on his shoulder. Suddenly Bobby lunged again, “I’m not a shapeshifter!”

“Then you’re a revenant!”, Bobby yelled, as Dean disarmed him and held the knife out in front of him, almost swinging it at he and Mika both, “Mika…help me here. If I was either, could I do this, with a silver knife…”

He lowered the knife to his forearm, slicing it with a grimace, his eyes on Mikas.

[FuriePhoenix]

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam raised an eyebrow at the young man who now introduced himself as Benjamin. He folded his arms across his chest as he heard the shower still very much in use by Ruby. "a psychic huh? Met a few, quite a lot just proved themselves as fake." he pointed out curtly. "I dunno what else to tell ya, I'm not teaming up with people right now" he then added, really not in the mood to babysit anyone from demons, even though he could quite happily kill any demon or send them to Hell just for the sake of it. He wasn't even staying in contact with his half sister Natalia or Bobby and Mika, so what made this new guy who just turned up at his hotel doorstep think he was going to help him?

NATALIA WINCHESTER

Natalia couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the girl's comment about being certain she wouldn't believe her for why she wanted Sam so badly. "I'd believe anything" she replied back, knowing that not only was she a hunter that had seen some serious shit, she had been through a serious amount of crap even before she became an official hunter. She thought the girl was going to give up as she seemed to sigh and step backwards, but then came the question that always got her back up. This girl was sensing she knew Sam, which made her be the one to now sigh and put the safety back on her gun behind the door and place it in the back of her jeans waistband. She opened the door properly and saw the man beside her who she could hear talking and begging to just leave. "He's my brother and I don't know where he is. We headed in separate directions a while ago, now I ask again, why do you want him?" she replied as vaguely as possible.

MIKA CHAMBERS

Seeing Bobby lunge for Dean made Mika go on the defence just incase and tried to keep back, like her uncle she didn't trust this could truly be Dean. THE Dean, HER Dean. She listened as Dean tried to keep convincing them both that he was who he says he was, feeling so incredibly conflicted about what to think and do. On one hand she wanted to fight the guy alongside her uncle, on the toher she wanted to stop Bobby and believe Dean. When he looked at her in particular asking for help to convicne Bobby she remained firm in her spot, watching him take the silver blade that he had in defence and slice across his forearm to prove he's not a shifter. She grabbed the nearest whiskey flask that held her holy water and threw it at him to test if he was a demon, but nothing seemed to happen either, just Dean getting wet. "D..Dean? It's really you?" She questioned in disbelief, shocked that she was staring at the one man she had wanted to bring back more than anything in these last four months. The one man she thought she would never ever see again outside of photos on her phone. "But how?" She asked, managing to find that she could still move her limbs and flung herself round him to hug him tightly.

[ActRaiserTheReturned]

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam raised an eyebrow at the young man who now introduced himself as Benjamin. He folded his arms across his chest as he heard the shower still very much in use by Ruby. "a psychic huh? Met a few, quite a lot just proved themselves as fake." he pointed out curtly. "I dunno what else to tell ya, I'm not teaming up with people right now" he then added, really not in the mood to babysit anyone from demons, even though he could quite happily kill any demon or send them to Hell just for the sake of it. He wasn't even staying in contact with his half sister Natalia or Bobby and Mika, so what made this new guy who just turned up at his hotel doorstep think he was going to help him?

@FuriePhoenix

Instead of being frustrated with Sam, he merely decided he could try something unconventional to convince him. Remembering that technically, telekinesis could be seen as psychic, he would prove himself.
"Sam Winchester. If you must know my psychic abilities extend into telekinesis."
Benjamin slowly levitated off the floor, just high enough to be a couple of inches under the ceiling.
"I can move things, and myself, with just my mind alone." Smiling, he slowly floated back down to the ground.
"I also have psychometry and telepathy."
"If you want I can prove my power with both, just as I proved to you I have telekinesis. I can understand your reluctance to believe me. After all, ever since the Miss Cleo debacle, a lot of us have gotten a bad name."
Telekinesis was technically a psychic ability, right, this should get Sam's attention.

[JustAnna]

AnnaBeth and Cason

“I…um…I hear voices. I know. It sounds crazy. But your…brother, Sam. They talk about him. They say he’s the one to save us.”, AnnaBeth whispered. Peering into the woman’s eyes, to see if any of this sounded familiar or intriguing.

“Stop it. She said he’s not here…Let’s go.” Cason pleaded, not wanting to be this close to a hunter.

“And Dean. Dean Winchester? He’s saved.”

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Dean Winchester

Dean flinched at the water hitting his face, and spit a little on the floor in front of him. He then smirked nervously as she questioned him. His eyes teared up a bit, feeling relieved that she seemed to believe him, “That’s what I’ve been trying to tell ya…”

When she hugged him, he instantly felt calm. It was familiar, warm, everything he needed at the moment. He quickly threw his arms around her lower back, clutching her shirt so tightly his knuckles popped. Pushing away from her, before he ended up falling asleep on her shoulder, he placed a hand on each side of her face, his thumbs running across her cheeks. He gave a relieved sigh, before squinting, “I uh…I don’t know. I just, popped up. I thought I was dead…”

He turned to Bobby, who was still standing in shock, “Where’s Sam?”

Bobby gave a small exasperated sigh, and threw his hands up, “Kid don’t wanna be found…”

Dean then looked back to Mika, “What?”