Since the Beginning

Hammer of the Gods

I stand outside of the ball room, listening in on the conversations. Of course, Odin and Zao Shen are arguing. Zao and his world turtle, I roll my eyes. I prepare myself to enter, its now or never I suppose. I fling the doors open and saunter in,

"Can't we all just get along?" Dean is surprised to see me and tries to say my name, but I silence him before he can blow my cover, "Sam! Dean... It's always wrong place, worst time with you muttonheads, huh?"

Baldur looks furious, he's always hated me,

"Loki."

"Baldur! Good seeing you too. I guess my invitation got lost in the mail?" I try and keep everything light, I can't be causing any fights.

"Why are you here?" Baldur keeps getting worse, maybe he's... No he can't be... Is he really jealous? He must be with Kali.

"To talk about the elephant in the room," Ganesh stands, indignantly, "Not you. The Apocalypse. We can't stop it, gang. But first things first," I turn to Sam and Dean, "The adults need to have a little conversation. Check you later!" I snap my fingers and send them to their room.

"Loki..." Kali stares at me in disbelief, I feel terrible about disappearing on her.

"I'll be right back," I snap and I'm in the room where I sent the Winchesters.

They don't realize I'm there.

"Alright, so what's our next move?" Sam asks.

"I-I-I... I don't know. Grab those poor saps outta the freezer, I guess? Bust 'em out? Gank a few freaks along the way if we're lucky?" Dean is clearly at a loss for what to do.

I interject,

"And when are you ever lucky?"

"Well you know what, bite me, Gabriel," looks like I pushed the wrong button with Dean.

"Maybe later, big boy," I tease.

"I should've known. I mean this had your stink all over it from the jump."

"You think I'm behind this? Please. I'm the Costner to your Houston. I'm here to save your ass."

"You wanna pull us outta the fire?"

"Bingo! Those guys are either gonna dust you, or use you as bait. Either way, you're uber boned."

"Wow, 'cause a couple of months ago you were telling us that we need to "play our roles". You're uber boning us!"

"Ohh... The end is still nigh. Michael and Lucifer are gonna dance the lambada, but not tonight. Not here."

"And why do you care?"

"I don't care. But," I blush, "me and Kali we, uh, had a thing. Chick was all hands... What can I say? I'm sentimental."

"Do they have a chance? Against Satan?" Sam, Sam, Sam, always worrying.

"Really, Sam?" Dean says, annoyed.

"You got a better idea, Dean?"

I stop their arguing,

"It's a bad idea. Lucifer's gonna turn them into finger paint. So let's get going while the going's good, hmm?"

"O.K. Great, why don't you just zap us outta here then?"

"Would if I could, but Kali's got you by the short and curlies. It's a blood spell. You boys are on a leash."

Dean answers, always with the stupid questions,