Seal of the Betrayed

Join My Merry Band of Outlaws, Won't You?

Ch. 17

Percy Jackson sat in a park overlooking a soccer field as he thought about his first meeting with Lucifer. He knew it was coming but he couldn't deny he was a little worried about the future. Lucifer was not someone to toy with and if he managed to get his hands on Sam, it could be the end of Percy if he wasn't careful. Inside his true vessel Lucifer was most likely as powerful if not more powerful than him and Percy knew it.

Then there was Michael to worry about. He was just as powerful; if not more powerful than Lucifer and that was something to fear. Percy still had the upper hand; he had their vessels and had no intention of letting them fall into the hands of his fellow archangels.

But with Lucifer free and walking the earth, all the demons once loyal to Percy could no longer be trusted. They considered Lucifer their father and creator and served him before Percy leaving him only the handful of ones he created or resurrected in the case of Abaddon. This meant he would have to be careful and keep his plans close to the vest. He had no intention of letting Michael and Lucifer have their showdown; that would be the end of world and this world belonged to him and he planned to keep it that way.

The new and improved Anaklusmos appeared in his hand as he felt the presence of something powerful approaching.

"Perseus." Castiel said as he appeared beside him.

Percy raised an eyebrow, "Well if it isn't my own jailbreak partner himself, what can I do for you Castiel?"

"I wish to talk." Castiel said as his eyes drifted to the blade in Percy's hand. "Preferably without the sword in your hand."

Percy shrugged as the blade vanished, "Fair enough, not like I couldn't end your existence without it anyway. Now what is so important you would risk your life by coming to me?"

Castiel nodded but looked anxious, "Sam and Dean, I want to know where they are."

Percy let out a small laugh, "You and every other angel in existence. Unfortunately for both Heaven and Hell I don't plan on sharing that information with you or anyone else."

Castiel shook his head, "I am not here on the behalf of Michael or any of the other angels. I wish to help you in keeping them away from Michael and Lucifer."

Percy raised an eyebrow, "What makes you think I need your help?"

"You lack allies. Lucifer has all of Hell behind him and Michael almost all of Heaven."

Percy smirked, "Touché. But I find your sudden interest in helping a bit too convenient. Whatever game you're playing, it's not going to work. I have half a mind to smite you for trying to deceive me. Dean and Sam trusted you and you want to turn them into pawns in..."

"That's not what I'm doing." Castiel snapped cutting him off. "I am here because you need help and a handful of demons is not enough. You need allies. I am offering to help you, you should be grateful for the offer."

Percy was a little surprised but still shook his head, "And how does one angel turn the tide?"

A small smile appeared on Castiel's lips, "It won't but I have some ideas that will help our chances and increase our allies."

Percy raised an eyebrow in question.

Castiel's smile grew a bit, "What are your thoughts of likely suicide missions?"

Percy grinned, "Well when I was a human they were my specialty; you've got my attention now, I'm listening."

Line Break

Dean leaned back against the iron doorframe as he listened to his brother's cries of pain and pleading for freedom. He had been at it for over a day now and Dean was just forced to sit and listen, keeping his own brother a prisoner as he worked the demon blood out of his system.