(This is a picture of how I imagine the castle/courtyard.
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Dean pulls the dart gun of dead man's blood from the back of his jeans, heading straight for Velkan.
"You son of a-"
"Dean..." He reluctantly stopped at the fearful key of his brothers voice. Glancing over his shoulder to see Romanian vampires, morphing werewolves, defected demons, snake eyed cross mouths, and rouge Underworldling's, step forward from beyond the crest of the courtyard.
"You're just in time for the party." Velkan snickered wildly.
"Step aside, Velkan." Sam warns.
"Not a chance, buster." He barks, showing off his full, twitching, face.
"Where is Kyiah?" Dean demands. The vampire smirks, dripping elation from the corners of his thick mouth.
"Somewhere safe.."
"WHERE IS SHE?" Dean roars, clicking back the hammer of his firearm.
"You want the princess?" His arm and leg give a simultaneous twitch. "You're gonna have to get through allll of us." Velkan viciously dislocates his jaw, extending his talons. Dean fired a livid shot straight at the lunatic, only to have him transport. Reappearing upside down on the top of the castles entrance, spidering inside. Dean gives an audible growl, turning back to the charging armada, aligning himself with Sam. He whips out the demon blade, firing his first round with his opposing weapon into a soaring vamp overhead. Bringing it hurtling into the tile with a volumous splat, between them, and the invading forces. Another teleporting vampire appeared in front of Sam, who quickly diced its head from his shoulders as Dean takes out a demon to his right. The creatures swarm, coming from all visual corners while the werewolves plunge into view. Dean fires a silver bullet straight through one of the wolves heads, bringing him to a sliding stop, ramming into a herd of vamps. Sam slits another two vampires throats, side kicking a demon Dean's way. Who caught it with a jab in the back, doing a duck and slip to crouch beneath the swing of a crossed mouth and counter with a hook punch. Cracking the beings jaw with his fist, before sending a bullet through his chest. A tumbling werewolf speeds over and Sam swings his machete through a vamp before slinging through the werewolf's front leg. Leaping back out of its tumbling path, allowing Dean to end it with a silver round to the back of its canine skull. When a demon embraces Sam from behind, locking him into a choke hold. He sends his fist into its head, making it stumble for Dean to fling the demon blade into. A flying vampire came from over head, surfing down to grab Dean in it's open claws. He fired a few shots into it as it circles overhead, dripping blood along the battle.
"Dean!" Sam calls as a nearby underworldling tackles him. Scratching at the top of his chest with a powerful impact. Landing a split across his cheek. Dean coherently fired a triple shot and Sam rolls the body off him. Just as a vampire leaps onto Dean's back, ramming his face into his neck in an attempt to bite him. Dean drops, pining the beast beneath him and the tile and tosses his elbow back. Cracking its head enough to weaken it and flee from its grip. And just as it attempts to leap up, Sam's machete pierces its neck. Turning to deck a cross mouthed monster in the nose before smacking another. The circling vampire dives again, this time from behind, sliding its thick talons through Dean's shoulder as it glides. He fell forward onto his hands with a howling shout, feeling the blood pour through his layers. Hearing his brother's cry, Sam unplugged his blade from the corpse and turns, picking up the loose dart gun to fire shots into the vampire above. Watching as it spirals out of control and into the ledge of the courtyard. He runs over to Dean, fending off a handful of creatures who're racing their way towards him. He warily rises to his feet, putting his shoulder to Sam's back as they continue decapitating.
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