Chapter 9

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  "Hello, Uriah"

"Victoria"

"So, No help from my favorite little brother?"

Those engravings!

I should have paid attention during those stupid 'lessons' Michael used to do with me.

"I could just kill you right now"

"Yeah, sure, guess what Uriah, I am an Archangel, A fancy sword won't kill me."

"This one can. Man, you really were a terrible student, I guess the stories were true."

He charges at me, sword in hand.

Come on, Victoria, remember!

"I'm sorry about this then" I say as I throw him into a brick wall.

"You will regret that" He gets up running back at me.

I don't want to kill him, but looks like I might have to.

He throws a punch at my face and it lands, splitting open my lip.

I kick him in an attempt to get him away until I can run and or figure out what those fucking engravings mean.

Sadly I bought myself 5 seconds exactly.

As we continued fighting, I slowly realized something was making him more powerful then me, and that at this rate I had no chance at winning.

He grabbed my neck and pushed me into the wall, as I tried to get him away for a second so I could breathe, he brought up the sword and stabbed me in the stomach, as I fall down to the ground, he runs, leaving me alone.

I bring my hand up to try and remove the sword before realizing, It's stuck.

I'm  dead.

I move to grab my phone from my pocket as I scream out in pain.

I debate who I should call before settling on Dean.

He will know what to do.

Hopefully.

"Hello, I have my suspicions about my grandfather-" Dean said.

"I hate to interrupt you but-" I get out before needing to catch my breath.

"Victoria" He said worried "I'm putting you on speakerphone"

"I need help, I turned my location on my phone, please, hurry."

"Okay"

"Sam, track it." I hear him say.

"Please-" Is the last thing I remember before passing out.

~oOo~

"Victoria, Come on wake up" I wake up as I was laid flat on the ground.

"Cassie" I say struggling to open my eyes.

"Yeah, it's me, Vickie." He says brushing the hair out of my face.

As I try to sit up I hear Dean say "No don't, we need to get the sword out and then we need to go."

I shake my head.

"This is going to hurt, alright?"

"I'll be fine"

As he grabs onto it Sam says. "Dean, let me, I'm soulless, It will be easier if I do it."

Dean steps to my side and grabs my hand holding it tight as Sam grabs the handle.

"Here we go. 1....2....3"

He quickly pulls it out as I scream from the agonizing pain.

I saw a look of worry on Dean and Castiel's faces.

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