The Winchester brothers and Hale sisters have a new threat to face: Lucifer.
Locking him back in his cage will become their number one priority, on top of dealing with the Angels, the horsemen, and their own personal lives.
Sounds easy enough, right...
While the brothers had been transported into yet another TV series, Camryn and Madelyn had tried to wrap their heads around just exactly who they were dealing with.
They, along with Castiel, knew that this being was way more powerful than just an ordinary trickster, and he seemed to have taken an interest in the boys. What business would he have with them if he could create alternate dimensions to live in forever? Could he possibly know about the brothers being Michael and Lucifer's vessels, and if he did, why would he care so much about something that he had no business caring about?
Unless the Trickster wasn't a Trickster at all, but something more powerful.
Michael and Lucifer, two brothers and archangels out of four - possibly even seven - not that the sisters have met the others.
If memory served them correctly, there are another two archangels that are alongside Michael and Lucifer, who are more powerful than Castiel or any other angel - with their uncle Raphael being one of them. Raphael was one of the archangels that Dean and Camryn have encountered and that Madelyn hadn't met.
That meant there was only one other archangel and brother left.
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Dean shrugged on his jacket before he pulled out his cellphone and dialed Sam's number. After having woken up and found his little brother to be nowhere in sight, he found it strange. Sam wouldn't just up and leave without a word.
As the number dialed, he grabbed his car keys and walked out to the Impala only to reach Sam's voicemail.
With a heavy sigh, the eldest Winchester climbed into the Impala. "Sam. It's me. Where the hell did you go?" He asked, leaving the younger brother a voice message before he snapped his phone shut.
"Dean?" Sam called out, grabbing his brother's attention, but his voice sounded odd.
"Sam?" Dean called as he looked around the car. "Where are you?"
"I don't know." The youngest Winchester replied.
Frowning to himself, it was then that Dean had noticed a red light on the dashboard that flashed in time with Sam's words.
"Oh, crap. I don't think we killed the Trickster."
With an irritated sigh at the revelation of his brother's words, Dean had turned the key in the ignition and put the car into gear before peeling out of the parking lot and taking down the road.
"Okay, stake didn't work. So, what, this is another trick?" He asked.
"I don't know." Sam responded. "Maybe the stake didn't work because it's not a trickster?"
"What do you mean?" The eldest hunter asked.
"You heard Cas and the girls. They said this thing was too powerful to be a trickster." The youngest replied.
