Leverage crossover, rights belong to creator.
(dream)I was in our old house, Dad was in the recliner and Mom was upstairs. It was weird because I felt no distress, I knew what this dream was. I quickly ran upstairs and slammed open the door, surprisingly no one knew I was there. I saw Azazel over Sammy's cradle, he bled into Sammy's mouth. Once Mom yelled from downstairs, all the pent up rage came flowing out like old friends. I hurled myself at Azazel, knocking him over, but Mom was still on the ceiling, burning.
Instantly I woke up, jolting up out of the bed, sweat covered my face. My blue eyes wide and my breath ragged. Danyel was the only one in the room. "Well sleeping beauty, how'd you sleep?" "Dandy" I spat out, clearly irritated about the dream I had had. "Woah, Stirling take a chill pill! Dude what's wrong?" "I think it's the Mark." I groaned out, holding my left forearm as it burned and stung. "Do you want me to call Cas?" Danyel asked worriedly. "No, No I'm good." I breathed out. Danyel looked at me with worry in her eyes. "So what is this Mark of Cain?" I looked at Danyel. "Wait... Cas didn't debrief you on it?" "No, he said we needed to find a way to take it off, two Marks in this world would cause conflict between the Angels and Demons." "Great. The guy who bore this Mark is probably dead, seeing as this crap is biblical." I ranted, pacing the room. "How long have I been out?" I asked, looking up , well, rather down at Danyel with my fingers on my jawline, a serious look on my face. "About 3 days, Cas wouldn't leave you, but Dean found a case nearby. "Ok what is it?" "a few killings in a neighborhood a few blocks from here, they just left." I jumped into the shower. After that I put on my suit and tie. And bolted for the crime scene. I arrived just in time,seeing Cas and Dean there, Sam was probably already inside the house.
Dean turned around and spotted me. "Hey! How was the rest?!" he asked and hugged/squeezed me, "Well, a few nightmares, but ok." I said, my voice strained "Alright I'm going in with Sam, you and Cas talk to the parents, K?" " Right on it" I said while punching in the address for the parent's house. We took my car (thankfully Bobby had brought to us the day before) and drove over to the house and holy crap was it big! It wasn't quite a mansion but it was big. We buzzed in through the gate, I held up my badge in front of the camera. "This is Agent McCartney and Agent Starr, we want to ask you a few questions." The gate buzzed open and I drove in.
Cas and I got out of the car and walked to the door. I knocked on the door three times. The door opened to reveal a short man, about 5'9 with long brown hair. "Is this Sarah and Dwayne Spencer's house?" I said looking down at the man. "Yeah, I'm Elliot Spencer, nice to meet you." he said taking my hand and shaking it. "Come on in! We have some drinks in here for ya, and I'm happy to answer any questions you have for me." I cocked my head sideways. "Aren't your parents home?" "No, they passed a year or so ago." we sat down on the couch, Elliot took the one across from us. I put my elbows on my knees and laced my fingers together in front of me. "Did your sister have anyone who might want to hurt her?" "not that I can think of, sweetheart." he said smiling, I cringed. He was handsome, but not my type. "Well, if anything comes to mind, Call me or my partner." I said, handing him mine and Cas' cards. He took them and looked at them. "Cool, Yeah I'll keep in touch". I caught sight of a journal, leather bound. "What's this?" I asked Elliot,"Oh it was my Pop's, gave it to me when he died, there's some crazy stuff in there, I'll tell you that." I opened the book and saw scribblings that looked to be a foreign language soon recognized as Enochian. I read it as if it were English. "The dead shall rise again, and the Angels of balance shall be cast from heaven." I said "What in the heck was that?" Elliot asked. "I can sense you are a hunter, Elliot." he looked at me with astonishment. "And the prophecy, I am one of the Angels of balance, Death in fact, but don't worry, I only kill if God commands it." I raised my right hand slightly. "Alright, where do we start?"
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Supernatural Fanfiction pt 2
أدب الهواةHow much loss can Stirling take before going mad? How much love is in the air? What can Danyel do to save her family from the unknown?