Hammer Of The Gods

8

While Gabriel worked on getting the Winchester's blood back, the siblings decided to sneak toward the kitchen to try and help the people escape.

Instead of having Sam use his lockpicking skills, (Y/n) chose to try due to her lack of fumbling while under pressure. Though the hands of the trapped people pounding against the glass didn't help the steadiness and focus she needed.

They should've known better than to hope for the gods staying in the ballroom.

Zao Shen grabbed both Dean and Sam by the shoulders and threw them into the metal racks behind them. (Y/n) whipped her head around, only to be pushed up against the metal door, the Chinese gods' hand around her throat.

Thankfully, Dean came to her rescue by shoving a wooden stake into the gods' chest, stopping him momentarily.

"Where the hell is Gabriel?" Dean looked at his sister for an answer.

(Y/n) suddenly hissed, bringing a hand to her chin, examining a new cut that didn't come from the Zao. "I think you know the answer from this..."

-

Three gods were pushing the Winchesters right back into the ballroom, slamming them in three seats next to the archangel, who looked very annoyed.

"How's the rescue going?" Dean asked, earning a quick sarcastic smile from Gabriel.

"Well, surprise, surprise." Kali gained everyone's attention, looking around at her fellow gods. "The trickster has tricked us."

Gabriel looked up at her, shaking his head. "Kali... don't."

The goddess lowered herself to meet his eyes, "You're mine now." She slowly slid her body into his lap, making the archangel look incredibly uncomfortable and earned a growl from (Y/n). "And you have something I want." She trailed her hand down from his chin down to his chest, taking an angel blade from the inside of his jacket. "An archangel's blade. From the archangel... Gabriel."

The gods looked back and forth between one another while Kali rose from Gabriel's lap. This was a surprise to them all.

"Okay! Okay!" Gabriel threw his hands up in surrender. "So I got wings! Like Kotex. But that doesn't make me any less right about Lucifer."

Kali looked down at him again, hurt and betrayal clear in her expression. "He's lying. He's a spy."

The archangel narrowed his eyes at the word. "I'm not a spy. I'm a runaway." Kali rolled her eyes. "I'm trying to save you. I know my brother, Kali. He should scare the living crap out of you." He turned to face the other gods. "You can't beat him. I've skipped ahead-- seen how this story ends."

"Your story-- not ours," Kali corrected. "Westerners-- I swear, the sheer arrogance. You think you're the only ones on the Earth?" Her voice began to break as her speech continued, tears forming in her eyes. "You pillage, and you butcher in your God's name. But you're not the only religion. And he's not the only god." Gabriel's gaze met the floor. "And now you think you can just rip the planet apart? You're wrong. There are billions of us. And we were here first." She walked towards the archangel, bringing her free hand to his cheek. "If anyone gets to end this world... it's me... I'm sorry."

(Y/n) made a strangled sound as Kali drove the blade into Gabriel's chest. Dean and Sam looked at their sister in fear, watching tears fill her eyes as the archangel's mouth and eyes lit up while he screamed... finishing him off with a bright light in his chest.

'I promise you that I'm not dead.' Gabriel's soothing voice echoed through the hunter's head, slowly calming her down.

"This is crazy..." Mercury whispered as he stared at Gabriel's body.

Kali moved away. "They can die." That was all she said. There were no other words for the betrayal that had taken place. "We can kill Lucifer."

Dean sighed and took in a deep breath, standing up from his seat. "All right, you primitive screwheads. Listen up."

Sam snapped his gaze to his brother. "Are you out of your mind?" he whispered.

"I'm out of options," Dean whispered back. "Now," he turned to the gods and goddesses, giving his best not-at-all-nervous smile. "On any other given day, I'd be doing my damndest to, uh, kill you, you filthy, murdering chimps." He looked down at Gabriel's body, thinking about how this has affected his little sister. "But, uh, hey... desperate times.

"So even though I'd love nothing better than slit your throats you... dicks..." He made his way over a cart that presented whiskey. "I'm gonna help you." He poured a bit of whiskey into a free glass. "I'm gonna help you ice the devil. And then we can all get back to ganking each other, like normal." The gods and goddesses exchanged glances at his words. "You want Lucifer? Well, dudes not in the yellow pages. But me, Sam, and (Y/n), we can get him here."

Kali raised an eyebrow. "How?"

"First, you let those main courses go. Then we talk." The goddess looked taken aback by the fact of him trying to negotiate when it wasn't the smartest idea. "We can either take on the devil together, or you lame-ass bitches can eat me." He ignored Sam's eye roll as he brought the whiskey glass to his lips. "Literally."