Supernatural: Reclaimed

Chapter 1

(If you've never read my stories before, just know that this is the sixth installment of my series! The fifth is Supernatural: Betrayal!)

Then

They saw Cass's body explode and watched hundreds of black shapes fly through the water in several directions. This lake was the source of public water. Now those things, those Leviathans, were in the public water supply along with Castiel's dead body.

Now

The four of them stared at the lake in horror.

"Nooo," Faith screamed, running towards the lake's shore. Dean ran to her side and restrained her from running into the lake. She collapsed in his arms, tears running down her face. Sam slowly walked along the shore line and found something he didn't expect. Castiel's beige trench coat was floating in the water by the shore. Sam bent down and picked it up. As the water ran from the jacket, he noticed that the jacket was covered in black goo and blood. He wouldn't show this to Faith. He ran over to Bobby and hid behind him.

"What the hell," Bobby said.

"Don't move Bobby," Sam commanded.

"What is it," he asked. Sam quickly showed the trench coat to Bobby and then placed it back behind Bobby. Bobby understood what he had to do.

"Don't move from behind me," Bobby told him. Bobby and Sam watched Dean drag Faith away from the lake while holding her while she cried. Dean eventually told her to get herself together. As she wiped her tears away, she noticed Sam holding something behind Bobby's back.

"What's that," she asked Sam.

He shifted uncomfortably on his feet, "It's nothing."

"What is it," she screamed, her eyes glowing red. Sam sighed and handed her the trench coat. She took the coat, her eyes returning to gold, and waved her hand over it. The black goo and the blood disappeared. "We should go home," Faith said, through tears. Suddenly, they were back at Bobby's. They were outside in the salvage yard when Dean noticed that his car was gone. Sam ran into the house, but stopped in the doorway and pulled out his gun.

"Who are you," he yelled. Dean and Faith ran over to the house to find Death standing in the foyer.

"Death," Faith said.

"Faith Winchester," Death said, "I see your personality has changed since we last met."

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"So much for cleaning up your mess," Death said, pulling out a hot dog from his paper bag. Death was sitting at the kitchen table with Faith and Dean standing up in front of him.

"How did you know about that," Dean asked him.

"Who hasn't heard about it? Leviathans have taken up vessels ever since Castiel exploded," Death answered. Dean noticed Faith tense up.

"What do you know about them," Faith asked Death.

"What, the Leviathans," Death asked. Faith nodded her head. "Long before God created angel and man, he made the first beasts, the Leviathans. I personally found them entertaining, but He was concerned that they would chomp the entire Petri dish, so he locked them away. Why do you think he created Purgatory? To keep those clever, poisonous things out. Now, they're in the wind, taking up vessels as we speak," Death had finished his hotdog and was slurping his drink.

"So what do we do," Dean asked.

"You find Kevin Tran," Death said.

"Who," Dean asked.

"How would a prophet help us," Faith asked.

"Because there is a Leviathan tablet; find the prophet and he will lead you to the tablet," Death said.

"I'm sorry; I didn't sign up for the mythological studies class, what is a prophet?" Dean asked.

"Prophets are the mouthpieces of God. They are awoken by a single event. Only one prophet can be activated at a time. They can read the tablets written by Metatron," Faith said.

"Metatron, like the transformer," Dean asked.

"No, that's Megatron. Metatron is the scribe; he's an angel God plucked out of obscurity," Death answered.

"So, Kevin Tran, where is he" Faith asked.

"I don't know. He's hidden from the horsemen, but the kid is human, so find him," Death said. Death then got up and threw his trash away. Dean went to go upstairs; Faith was right behind him until Death stopped her. "You're experiencing hallucinations, aren't you," Death asked her.

"How did you know," she asked.

"I'm the one Crowley commissioned to put up the wall in your mind," he answered.

Faith stared at him, "Is there anything that can stop the memories flowing?"

"At this point no; have you seen him yet?"

"Who," Faith asked.

"Lucifer," Death clarified.

Faith sighed, "Yeah, back at the lab. He was choking me."

Death smiled, "Even in hallucinations, Lucifer can beimpetuous." Death then walked out the door and disappeared into the night. Faith sighed and walked up the stairs into her room.