The Rise of Dawn - Dean Winchester

Chapter 23. Caught in the Crossfire

Five of them travelled to Bethlehem for almost two days. If it weren't for them almost getting into a car crash due to Dean falling asleep behind steering wheel, they would probably be there sooner, but Niamh made him stop the car at the motel 16 hours into driving to take some rest, since he didn't want anyone else to drive.

They stopped the car in front of a 52-store skyscraper towering over all of the buildings and houses in town. As they looked up, they saw a bright blue light coming from the windows of the penthouse, assuming Michael is there enchanting his monsters before unleashing them into the world to devour humankind and all of Earth's and God's creation.

"How are we going to do this?" Sam asked, looking up at the sky starting to form thick and dark clouds fighting over the position closer to the ground, resembling the fight which would team soon take up on.

"There's no splitting up this time. We need to stick together at all times." Dean demanded, looking everyone deep in the eyes, his reflecting anger and fear.

"Good luck guys, keep yourself and others safe." Niamh ended the pep talk, sending them a assuring nod and a hopeful smile.

They all snuck up to the penthouse, slaughtering the monsters Michael put up to keep guard, making their blood pour and squirt all over the hall's walls and over their own bodies.

"I can't wait to finish this and wash this awful goo and blood out of my hair." Niamh complained with a grossed expression on her face, separating the sticky strands of her hair, drenched in werewolf blood.

They finally knocked on the door of the penthouse, weapons in hands.

Their hearts were beating fast as they were so close to Michael as ever.

One woman and one man opened the doors, revealing their fangs as they smelled the hunters blood. Niamh and Dean both brought their machetes up and sliced them along their necks, making both of their heads roll toward the middle of the penthouse, dribbling blood on the white and shiny tiles.

Michael stood with his back turned to them, staring out of the endless window that peaked over Betlehem's streets with an evil smile on his face, reflecting in the window's surface.

"Welcome," He spoke and turned around.

He was using a vessel of a middle-aged man in his 40s, his blue tie was unloosened slightly. He took few steps forward while adjusting the cuff links on his grey striped suit.

"Don't move," Dean growled and moved the angel blade he was holding closer to Michael, trying to intimidate him with a weapon.

"Oh Dean, that cannot kill me."

"But it can hurt you enough so I can."

"What brings you to the party? I see you have some new company," Michael said and turned his gaze over into Niamh's direction. "Basset."

"That's right."

"How convenient. The only female child in Basset family and I get to kill her. What an honor." He snickered and took a step closer to the huntress.

"Not unless I kill you first." Niamh answered back, gripping her weapon tighter and squeezing her eyes to shield the fear rising in her.

"And how are you planning on doing that?" Michael smirked and with a simple brush of his fingers sent all of them flying across the room. He walked closer to Niamh, never taking his eyes off her. "I think I will kill you first, just so your friends can watch and enjoy the show."

Dean managed to put himself together and charge after Michael, hitting him with the blade across the back. Michael grunted in pain and stumbled to the side, turning around to catch Dean by his throat.

"You know, I hated using you as a vessel. You were always so squirmy and fighting me all the time. I will make you obey and surrender yourself to me completely."

Dean's face started to get redder, choking on his own breath as he desperately tried to reach the floor with his legs, to ease the pressure on his throat. Niamh notices Jack squirming in his place, his eyes started to glow slightly, and she knew what he was thinking about.

He got up from his place of falling, eyes brighter than ever, lifting his hand up and creeping towards Michael and Dean, ready to unleash his power and kill Michael.

But Dean was getting into his way.

"Jack, no!" Niamh shouted and jumped from the floor to stop him.

She ended before him, as Jack released the power out of him.

It hit her hard and was slowly travelling through her body towards the heart, griping it tightly with golden strands of his power, making it beat slower until it completely stopped.

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A/N

I killed my MC again lmao

i am awful :D

HOW WAS THE CHAPTER? WAS IT GOOD?

 it was short tho... next few chapters are tense so i wanted to prolongue the tension as much as I could

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