Absolute

Pt.1

Alarms start blaring at the crack of dawn and the bunk is wrotten with oders from the other soldiers, dry sweat and dust filled in Dean Winchester's nostrils as he made his self rise from his bunk and get ready for another attack from the Devilious .

"We have an attack from the east ward building! They're coming down heavier! Bundle up and get your asses down there!" Leader Chuck yelled on everyone.

"You okay Dean?" Deans bunk mate, charlie asked. She was spunky red girl, but ruthless to the bone.

"Yea just pre-game jitters..." Dean shakes his head coming out of his sleep and tying up his shoes. "Grab your guns and march out! This is war! For angelus! (ann-hell-ous) " Chuck made they're signature sign, four fingers over they're heart and led the troops east ward. Chuck was the founder, creator of the Angelus, him and dean are close and was good fighter. Recently he had to throw out his general , Lucifer. He's a wise man but a bit awkward for the job , other than that, he's hell of a a fighter.

Dean looked over the beaten buildings and sounds of bombs through the air, 'quiet but quickly' dean thoughts raced through his mind of his father teaching him and his brother combat. Sam, his little but tall brother, stayed behind but always wanted to stomp side by side with dean out in war. He worked with computers for city, the main person to go to for technical help.

The sound of a rushing bullet flew by deans ear which brought to reality. The battle zone , not a pretty sight. Gun men on roof tops, bodies lying on every side and the sound of a gun every where. Dean went next to a car for cover next to chuck ,"You take out Crowley!" Chuck yelled above the noise.

Deans eyes bulged out "What? That snooty king in out here?!"

Chuck nods "Your a great shooter, winchester.!"

Dean nods and makes his way to Crowleys, 'King' on Devilious, tank. Sneaking , hiding, shooting, all apart of deans knowledge. He went in an alley way to reload. "You there!" A low gruff voice called.

Dean slowly turned around and saw the man wearing a Devilious symbol on his arm, a scull with a star in the right eye. 'Fuck. I'm screwed.' Is all dean could think and quickly raised the gun at the Devilious solider . Soft blue eyes, dean noticed, trenchcoat maybe and its obvious he did not know what was going on, but there was something about this solider "Don't shoot , and I wont shoot!" Dean called .

The trench coat solider held down his gun and gulped hard, looking like he did not want to be there one bit... He was hiding In the alley. He was scared. He didn't even know how to hold up his gun.

Dean nodded to him and went back out . Dean ran, ran with all his heart but.. He felt a pang in his chest he stopped and looked down and noticed blood , he fell down.