A montage of images flashed while Lucifer narrated from his cage in the Apocalypse World: The Andromeda Galaxy, the Orion Nebula, The Horsehead Nebula, mountain peaks, The Grand Canyon, "The Devil's Throat" at Iguazu Falls, the sky with a golden glow at the horizon, yellow flowers blooming in melting snow, a rainbow.
Lucifer spoke. "I got plenty of gripes with the old man. His self-righteous narcissism, his "my way or the highway" quirk. I gotta hand it to him. He had a couple of great seconds when he banged out the universe. Guy had creative chops. And optimism. I'll give him that. And despite his pissiness and his massive lack of irony, he did give mankind a good turn at bat and a chance to live in paradise."
Lucifer was trapped in a person-sized cage, Michael's hand on his head.
Lucifer continued. "He ruled. He smote. He parted waters. Worshiped by creatures who made God in man's image. And then, he got disappointed. Or worse, bored. Picked up all his toys and... left." Michael removed his hand and Lucifer seemed confused. "What was that?"
"Hitched a ride on your temporal lobe," Michael replied. "Saw your world. That paradise you left behind? Believe I'll take up residence, lend my guiding hand."
"Ah, of course. 'Cause you've done such wonders with this place."
"While I was in your head, I saw what you're afraid of–being locked up again, like you were in the Cage. So after I'm done, you'll be left here, alone, in agony, forever."
"Okay, bro, could you do me a favor?"
"Hmm?"
"Eat me."
"Hmm." Michael grabbed the bars of Lucifer's hanging cage; it was lined with spikes, and he jerked the cage, impaling Lucifer on the spikes. Michael watched, then left the room.
"Aah!"
Lucifer screamed.
The screaming continued.
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Dean entered, bringing coffee and tea to Sam, the former of whom was working on his laptop.
"Anything?" Dean asked, handing the coffee to Sam.
"Oh," Sam said. "Thanks. Not yet. I put out an APB to every single Hunter we know. But... Jack's off the grid."
"Kid was pretty spun out. We'll find him. I mean, there's gotta be a sign at some point, right?"
"Yeah."
"Kid can cause a tsunami with a hiccup."
"I don't know. Maybe he's covering his tracks."
Castiel entered the room from the opposite side Dean did. "Or this apparent dearth of evidence is, in fact, the evidence."
"The evidence of..." Sam trailed.
"Of some horrific misadventure that's befallen him, like being dragged down to Hell by Asmodeus. Or..." she sighed, "I don't know, possibly worse, being hijacked to Heaven by angels."
"Yeah, but isn't he too fast and furious for angels?" Dean questioned.
"Maybe. Maybe not. That's what I'm gonna find out."
"Find out from who?" Sam wondered. "From – from the angels?"
"Yes."
Dean stood. "All right. Well, let's go."
"Dean, you can't accompany me. My contact is already anxious about meeting and won't speak in the presence of a stranger."
"So introduce me. Then I'm not a stranger. I'll bring a six-pack."
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Wayward Angel
Mystery / ThrillerA new threat emerges for the Winchesters, unbeknownst to them, and it's no supernatural creature. And, as if things couldn't get worse, a Nephilim comes into being and his birth will affect those closest to him. Between a new relationship, another c...