Risen Angel: This is for the Supernatural contest, which was to depict what you think would happen after Lucifer has broken free or how the Apocalypse would occur and how the boys would deal with it. Well I’m dealing. And if you haven’t watched the season finale for Supernatural Season Four, then I suggest you leave immediately!!! No joke, this contains spoiler beyond spoiler!!!

The Revelation

Dean stared at the white light with large eyes. The blinding light reminded him of the many times he saw Castiel being summoned. He turned his head slightly to Sam and he saw the fear of the unknown written all over his face. “Why?” he asked and Sam looked at him.

“That’s what we’ve wanted! We’ve wanted Lilith dead for forever!” Sam yelled back and looked back at the white light, it was getting bigger and It seemed to be searching for something, or someone.

“That bastard is Lucifer!” Dean yelled and pointed at the angel. Where was Cas? Was he even still alive?

The white light launched itself at the two and enveloped them both in light. The light blocked both of their sights and neither could tell what was going on.

~*~

The light diminished slowly. Leaving Sam standing and Dean on the floor. Sam looked at Dean and saw a golden aurora around him. Dean’s eyes flashed open and they were the same. Sam backed away from him and watched as Dean slowly got up.

“It’s definitely been a while,” he said and looked at his hands. “Such torment. It’s beautiful.”

“Dean?” Sam asked and gulped.

He looked at Sam and cocked his head to the left, raising his brows in interest. “Dean?” he asked and laughed. “That’s my host’s name!” he exclaimed and laughed manically. “Your wrong boy. Who you thought was your brother, is now me. God’s almighty first fallen angel!” Dean’s voice was a growl and there was a hiss to his voice.

Sam stared at Dean and shook his head. “No. No! It can’t be!”

“What can’t be? That I live?”

Dean walked closer to Sam, who backed up quickly and shook his head in a turrent. “It’s not right!”

Dean laughed and asked, “Why won’t you ask who I am?”

“Who are you?” Sam asked and looked around, Ruby was laying on the ground, as was Lilith. The demons in the hall were dead as well.

“Finally! I am Lucifer!” he exclaimed and spread his arms wide. “I am the first fallen angel! The one to create the first demon! I have created all that you hunt!”

Sam gulped and backed out the door. “And what about the other angels? What about the ones who did redeem?”

“Then they will be converted. Especially that Anna. Dean had a thing for her,” he answered and laughed. “Castiel shall be rewarded.”

“What about Cas?”

“He protected my host. Got him away from vicious angels. He shall live. I shall bring him back.”

“What happened to Cas?”

“Why do you call him by a nickname? He fought off many angels, he’s sitting in Hell at this very moment, because he was killed and he sinned.”

Sam bolted out the door and heard Dean laugh. He hadn’t ever heard Dean laugh in such a manner before. No way was he possessed by an angel! It just couldn’t be!

“You can’t run!” Dean yelled as he appeared in front of Sam. Sam gasped and turned down another hallway.

Laughing echoed in the church. And no matter where Sam ran to, he saw Dean’s face, his face in a contorted laugh. Sam stopped and pulled out his cell phone, pressing the single number that would get him to Bobby’s home. He saw a window and busted through it, rolling onto the ground.

“Sam?!” Bobby asked, surprised and confused.

“Bobby! Thank God!” Sam yelled and slid into the drivers seat of the orange car that he had driven up here. “Dean’s possessed!”

“By what?”

“Lucifer!”

“You idjits let him out! I thought that killing the bitch would stop it!”

“No! Killing her was the final seal! Dean is totally unresponsive. He’s not strong enough to stop Lucifer!”

“No shit! Come over here and we’ll figure something out. Where’s Dean’s little angel?”

“Lucifer said he was killed.”

“And you’re going to believe that bastard?”

“Said something about vicious angels, and that he protected Dean.”

“Just get here! Don’t stop for anything!”

“Got it Bobby!” Sam said and hung up, flooring the car. The engine roared and it launched forward.