𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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They had a plan. A simple plan that was in no way foolproof, but it was something. They sent in Castiel first, since he could easily be sensed by Michael, and therefore create a distraction.
The others waited in the office, on edge and ready to fight, their weapons in their hands. Outside the office, it was silent, deafeningly silent. Until they heard the bangs and grunts of Michael fighting Cas. Or more like Michael beating up Cas. Their fight went on for what felt like forever until Michael barged through the office door, throwing Cas onto the floor of the room.
That was their que. Jack, Sam and Lexi made a move from where they stood behind the door. But they couldn't even take one step before Michael turned and raised his hand towards them.
Suddenly, pain shot through Lexi's body. She dropped her blade and gripped her heart. She couldn't breathe through the pain. Her legs crumbled as she felt to the floor, Jack and Sam doing the same. As their pain wore their bodies down, that's when Dean attacked.
The closet door barged open and Dean ran for Michael, the spear in his hands. He didn't even manage to nick Michael as the archangel turned, and dodged.
"You got it." Michael said. Despite how compared the archangel always seemed, there was a hint of shock in his voice.
"I sure did." Dean smirked. He then made an attempt to pierce Michael with the spear but he was too fast.
Every move the hunter made, every attack he composed, Michael dodged it was ease. As Lexi watched from where she laid on the floor, she realised there was no point in fighting him. Even with the spear, Michael was too quick. They were wasting their time. Well, they always had plan B.
Michael used the spear in Dean's hands to hit him in the nose before sending a knee to his gut, then untimely throwing him back into a wall. But Dean got up, he always got up. He made another move to attack Michael, but yet again the archangel blocked every hit. He blocked each attack until Michael gripped Dean's throat, lifting him off of the floor.
"I'm so glad you could make it tonight." Michael spoke, looking up at a struggling Dean. "I know you hate me Dean, but don't forget...you let me in." He hissed before throwing down to the floor by Castiel. Michael stepped towards Dean as the man tried to sit up, "And now you get to see it. Everything your mistake will make possible, all the bloodshed, all the death, all on you." He smirked down at the mad as he slowly raised his hand.
"Dean!" Sam snapped, sliding the spear across the floor to his brother, who swiftly gripped the weapon and swung it around towards the archangel. Somehow, Dean managed to cut Michael. As his defence was down, Dean managed to stand up.
