Warping to Destiny - A Supernatural FanFiction

Chapter 86 - Finish Line

Sam and Dean

They returned to Tarsa with jittery nerves. They were close, now, so close, to getting this finished and going home to Katie and Maggie. Dean was on edge and more snappish than usual, even for him. Tarsa wanted them to rest and eat before going back out, but neither of them would hear of it. "Let's get it over with," said Dean, testily.

"As you wish," said Tarsa, and presented them with some heavy clothing to wear. "It's very cold there, we know at least that much," he said, and sent them off to get the very last crystal.

It was amazingly cold when they arrived, and they were happy for Tarsa's foresight. But they weren't very happy looking around, as all they saw was snow, for miles. They were in the mountains, they could tell that much. But as in the jungle, they had no clue as to which way to go.

"Let's get the others here," said Sam.

"Go," Dean responded. "And freaking hurry."

The four heroes who had accompanied them to the Jungle were all waiting at the tele point. Sam told them to hurry and get warm clothing, but Stoney said that wasn't necessary, he could keep them all warm. True to his word, he cast a warmth spell on each of them when he got there.

They discussed how to approach the problem, and soon Bicky Welsy was once again airborne, using various spells to move around up there. He returned in about fifteen minutes and said, "I don't see any signs of life, towns or otherwise. But there is a cave. What did you say the name of the protector was for this place?" he asked.

"Hart," Sam informed him.

"Well then, I think we need to go to the cave, since it has a large heart carved above it in the stone."

"How far is it?" asked Dean.

"In this snow? Thee maybe four hours."

"Then let's get to it," said Dean, irritably. "Lead the way."

The trek took closer to five hours, with Dean grumbling nearly the whole way. Thankfully, no one paid him much mind. They could see the cave about thirty minutes before they actually got to it. And right to the side of the cave, wonder of wonders, there stood a tree, obviously the last one they needed.

"That's pretty amazing," said Sam, and everyone else agreed.

When they finally reached the cave, exhausted and hungry, Sam walked over to the cave and examined it. The entrance was covered with a magical field, and he looked around in puzzlement. "Well this sucks," he said. "We're going to need the key to get into it."

"Wait!" exclaimed Lemmie, the Earth mage. "I think I see something magical in the rock beside the cave." He got up to examine it more closely. "Yes!" he said. "Everyone stand back."

Using his magic, Lemmie blasted away at the rock, and soon chunks of rock were flying, revealing a cubby hole that had been cut into the rock face. Sam went over and discovered a scroll tied up in twine and the small box that held the keys they were used to finding by this time. He opened the scroll, and read to his companions…

'I am Tannis Hart, last of my line. I will soon depart this life. If you are the Chosen Ones you will know what to do with this. If you are not, put it all back and leave, or face the wrath of the gods. I have planted a tree here. I hope it grows. If not, you will find others farther down the mountain.'

Sam and Dean each took hold of a side of the box to open it, and then took out the key. They held it to the magical barrier and, as expected, the barrier lifted.

As they were about to enter the cave they were suddenly attacked from above, and ran quickly into the cave. The mages all went to work casting spells, some that Sam and Dean recognized and some that were new to them. "Nephs," said Sam, "Taking a last shot maybe."