Freedom Without Wings

0.9: Silence

-

1 Month Later

-

Kyleigh's Point Of View

-

'The apocalypse began.  Lilith was the final seal, we were doing the inevitable, the end.  Tabris was screaming at us not to do it, but we ignored the Angels' warnings.  Cass told us that, Tabris told us that, I'm pretty sure Zachariah said that as well.  We should've listened, but now.  Lucifer walks the earth, it's our fault.  Sam and Ruby, the demon that he trusted, killed Lilith.  Dean and I were late to the party.  Sam holds Ruby in place as Dean kills her, but it's too late.  The light from the fallen Archangel's cage, blinding all of us.  This is how we kicked the apocalypse off.'

Congrats Team Free Will, we became Team Free The Mother Frigging Devil.

The light started to get brighter, if possible.  I couldn't look away, this was.. interesting.  His aura was bright, not evil, due to his Archangel status.  "The Devil isn't a short man with horns and a tail, and a pitch fork, he's a beautiful Angel because he was God's favorite." I mutter the words as I felt the aura calling to me, first time in a long time since I spoke.

I blink one more time and saw that I wasn't in the chapel, I was on a plane.  My clothes, clean from blood.  'Wait, we were just there.' I thought, looking at my window.  "The plane will be landing shortly, we advise you to buckle your seatbelts."  The woman on the intercom says.  'Well fluff.' I think.  'Tabris, if you're there, can you please teleport us down?'  I got silence.  'Screw you too.'  I rolled my eyes.

Soon we found our cars and began driving to Chuck, the prophet's house.  'I became a part of the fandom.  Honestly, I like his writing, but he could tone it down on the drama.  For example, this sentence, "They looked soulfully into each other's eyes, and forcefully pushed the button."  Honestly, as an ex-author, I will know that it is  his style, but tone it fluff down.'  The two cars pull up on the once cluttered house, to see it has been destroyed.  'Well, shit.' I thought, rolling down my car window.  Chuck says "Castiel has been, well, exploded like a water balloon of chunky soup." 

'I totally needed that information.' I signed to the man, with a look saying 'Why did you say that?'  "Hello," Zachariah says with his tiny ass legionaire of Angels.  "Oh, go screw a lamborghini!" Tabris tells the Angel, my hand on my hip.  "Nice to see you too, Kyleigh, Tabris.  Do not ruin what has been foretold."  The dick says in a voice belittling the both of us.  "Dean, you are the vessel of Michael and you are destined to fight Lucifer."  He looks at the younger brother, "You are the vessel of Luci-"

"Okay you little, and I mean little piece of crud!  You will not force two brothers two fight again!  And I, for one, is sick of our family fighting every couple millenia!  You idiots keep nearly ending the world on multiple levels!  I mean, look how much you ruined Dad's creation!" Tabris snaps. "You guys kicked my favorite brother out for having his own opinion!  Which is idiocy!  This is coming from an Angel who wanted freedom in Heaven!  All our brothers in Heaven were fighting, you keep saying 'As it is above, it must be below,' but no, we're becoming just like the monsters that took so many lives."

'Well, hot damn.'

I was shocked, 'You pissed them off.'

'No!  I spoke what's on my mind!'

'And pissed them off.'

"Learned this from my friend Cass, you sons of bitches."  Dean says, putting a bloody palm on the sigil he had made with his own blood.  I get ready for the impact, unsure if I'd be effected.  I was still in my scared position as I see the Angels are gone.  'Tabris?'  I ask in my mind, waiting for an answer.  "Let's get to our motel, we don't want other Angels to track us." Dean says, walking out of the ruined home.

I walk to my truck and start it up.  "Kyleigh~" I hear a teasing voice.  I turn around to see if anyone was there.  I close my door in panic.  I began to play my CD's, trying to calm myself down.  "Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in the church corridor, and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words, 'What a beautiful wedding!  What a beautiful wedding!' says a bridesmaid to a waiter, 'But what a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore!'" I rock out with the music, not saying a word though.

I smile at the happy memories Sam and I had made, she always would wear this purple and black 'Panic! At The Disco' shirt.  I look through my messenger bag as I hit a red light.  "So long since I've used this thing." I quietly say, looking at my homemade CD.  'I LOVE YOU' was written on it.  I gave this to Sam on our two year anniversary.  It was a bunch of cheesy love songs.  I changed the disc out for Sam's disc.  "These are the eyes and the lies of the taken, these are their hearts, but their hearts don't beat like ours.  They burn 'cause they are all afraid for every one of us."  'The World Is Ugly' starts to play.

"I'd say this experience is interesting, but it really isn't." I hear the teasing male's voice say.  I turn around to see no one.  I hear beeping and began to continue driving.  "Besides, you're my little sis' vessel."  His voice became more childish, which annoyed me, but eyes on the road.

I arrived to the motel, but the voice didn't stop.  I grab my messenger bag and began to enter the motel room.  I hear the two grown men talking about something, most likely how we're going to get info, 'cause, damn, I love information.

I see Bobby talking to Sam, angrily.  Bobby then storms out of the room, seeming like he didn't want to work with Winchesters plus two anymore.  Which I get, if I had be an information dealer and had to deal a Demon blood junkie, a vessel of Michael, a mentally ill kid, as well as a hyper Angel, I wouldn't want work was with us either.  We're all one hell of a mess.