Supernatural Part 1: Playing Your Roles
By Shawn T
A 1967 Chevrolet Impala rolled into the parking lot of an old, decrepit, abandoned building. The engine stopped. The headlights went out. It was almost midnight when Sam Winchester, along with his older brother Dean, stepped outside.
“You think it’s a trap?” Sam said.
“It’s always a trap,” Dean replied. “Although this time it’s a trap for that no good son of a…”
“Whoa, easy there tiger,” Sam said and shot Dean a troubled glance.
“Well, it’s good you boys came.” They both turned around and saw exactly who they wanted to see.
“Gabriel, well if this isn’t…”
“Can it you arrogant schmuck. We finally have your consents, so if you wouldn’t mind to step right up here. Dean Winchester, Sam.
Before the final battle will begin, I just thought you should know that from the very beginning, ever since dad flipped on the lights here and created you hairless little apes, we always knew it was going to end with you.
“You are the descendants of Cain and Abel, the first murder, and –“
“Hello, brother.” Sam said. But it wasn’t Sam; it was the original Choirmaster of heaven and King of Hell.
“Hello, Lucifer,” Gabriel said. Dean had a shocked look on his face. “Now, Dean are you ready to step up and play the part destiny has chosen for you?”
To Be Continued…
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