Broken Things (A Supernatural FanFic)

Chapter 42: The Most Intense Vision

            I woke up and felt different, but not different at all. I sat up on the bathroom floor in the calmest state I have ever been in, but something was weird. I looked up to see Cas shouting at me. But his voice didn’t seem to penetrate my mind. I held my hand to his forehead and his eyes closed as he fell into my arms and I barely felt his weight. It was like I was numb and I couldn’t seem to hold onto anything. No feelings seemed to stick to me. I stood slowly and carried this old friend over to the hotel bed. I set him down with as much love as I would have been able to muster.

            I leaned down and kissed his forehead. I watched his small chest rise and fall. I felt a warm tear roll down the cheek. I turned from him and seemed to hover toward the door. I couldn’t think of going over to that other room. I couldn’t look at them. I knew that my appearance was still the same as it had been when I had passed out in the bathroom. I knew what was happening to me.

            I walked out of the room and down the stars. I didn’t feel the cold night air. I didn’t seem to feel anything. But I felt drawn to something. I walked along the night until I blinked and found myself out in the middle of an ocean. The waves were silent and I was on top of the water without a second thought. I turned to see the man I had been looking for this whole time.

            Lucifer held his arms out to me with a giant smile. “I love the makeover.”

            “Me too. Because I finally unleashed what I was always capable of. And I finally have the power to stop you.” I matched his wide smile and crossed my arms over my chest.

            He dropped his arms and just stared at me. “I am confused. At this point you should be on my side. Is this some joke?”

            “Oh no. This is not a joke. I am going to end you, Lucifer. And when you are over I am going to hunt down and torture every last angel who turned to your side. I am going to bring hell upon all of your little friends.” I stepped toward him.

            He looked panicked. He tried to step back but I shook my head and he didn’t move. His eyes widened at me. I looked at him with a tilted head and walked toward him slowly. “Any last words? I don’t really have time to torture you. I want to get this over quickly and then get back to the little families that need my help.”

            Lucifer growled and tried run at me but with the wave of my hand I sent him shooting back. I blinked and we weren’t on the ocean anymore. We were standing in the same woods that I killed my first monster here on earth. Only it was vacant. I had Lucifer pinned to a tree. I snarled and felt my rage boil. I saw all the innocent people of the world start burn in my mind and it fueled my anger.

            “Good. Get angry. It fueled me when I fell from heaven.” Lucifer laughed softly.

            I shook my head with a grin. “Joke is on you. I am not longer an angel. I fell. And I will never ascend back to heaven and I am not sure I want to. Not until the day that Dean goes. And then maybe I will think about. But right now, I think that I have a ticket to the pearly white gates with your death certificate.” I held up my hand and clenched my hand into a ball.

            Lucifer screamed as I crunched the heart of his vessel. As I was doing it I felt a sting on my arm. I looked down to see scratch marks start to wear on my arm. Before my eyes I saw it was a message. I thought and deducted that Dean or Sam was trying to contact me. I opened my mind and heard their calling. I watched my arm patiently and saw words start to form.

            Come back. It read. Blood started to pour down my arm. I just stared at it as Lucifer screamed in agony. It was a part of me that was starting to feel again. But the numbness was still flowing around me. I looked up at Lucifer, into his eyes, and saw the man that I used to trust. I remembered when I used to look at Lucifer with admiration, and now all I felt was hate.