sinasterspeaks-blog

[sinasterspeaks-blog]

Fallen Beauty

Chapter 2. Chucks Decision

I kinda ship Jam so I'ma explore that relationship within this fanfic but I doubt it’ll end up being anything. Sorry if you don't like that. Follow me on Instagram @supernaturalstarrz 

Thanks for reading and please don't forget to vote and comment if you liked the chapter!

Amara's P.O.V

 I sighed happily as my brother and I sunbathed. After we left Earth, we decided that a nice vacation as the humans call it, was a nice way to solidify our slowly mending bond. My brother took me to a planet a few light years away from earth that was made specifically for a nice beach atmosphere.

 He was right, it was very calming and gave me enough time to recover from our earlier battle. I liked to test my abilities by stretching out my power to try and cover the vast expanse of universe my brother had created while I was gone. I had just made it past an unimaginable number of planets from human standards when a strange sensation flooded my senses.

 " Brother, do you feel that. " I asked, sitting up from the warm sand and tasting the raw, but faint power pulsing from somewhere beyond the galaxies reach.

Chuck sat up and gave me a curious look before closing his eyes, sensing the strange new Entity pulsing through our Universe. His eyes shot open in disbelief and I could feel the fear rack his body. Something was terribly wrong.

 " Brother. " I asked again uncertain and fearful of his answer.

He looked over at me with wide eyes and hands clenched into fists. I leaned in and placed my hand over his trying to reciprocate  the supposedly reassuring gesture humans do when they try to comfort their loved ones.

 " Amara, we need to prepare, gather as many reinforcements as possible, warn the demons and the angels, the biggest threat we've ever faced is on her way and she's pissed. "

Usually I would object to my brother's slightly bossy tone, but the seriousness and fear that powered his voice was enough to make me forget of such petty accusations.

 " And Amara, I think... I think it's time the Winchester's come home. "

Jared's P.O.V

 " Hey Jensen. " I greeted as I walked to the backstage lounge area of our panel.

Jensen looked up from his phone, twitter clearly pulled up. He smiled and turned off his phone; getting up to give me a hug.

 " Hey man, how'er you doing. " Jensen greeted with a large smile splayed across his lips.

 " I'm good, you. " I asked, releasing Jensen and sitting down across from his seat.

 " I'm great, did you hear how many people are out there though, it's a full house baby " Jensen exclaimed happily.

 " Ha-ha, yeah, It gives ya a very accomplished feeling when you have all these amazing fans showing up to support you. " I added as I settled into my chair.

Jensen agreed and took a small sip out of his juice box. They don't let us drink back stage anymore since the last time Jensen got too drunk and flashed Misha on stage.

 " Hey, you know when Misha's gettin' here, We're supposed to go on in fifteen. " Jensen asked as his eyes scanned the few other actors and actresses that will be going on after us.

Suddenly the door swung open with a very haphazardly looking Misha Collins stumbling in. He greeted and waved to a few colleagues before his eyes landed on us, the corners of his lips pulling upward to form a wide smile as he half jogged, half stumbled over to our very relaxed put together selves.

 " Uh, what happened to you Misha " Jensen asked, chuckling at his friends rushed behavior.

Misha quickly took the seat beside me and scratched his head sheepishly " Well, it's a long story that can be told for another time, but let's just say never strike up a conversation with an overly sensitive Italian who has some serious mommy issues "

We laughed at his explanation and settled back, making small talk while we waited for our cue.

*Twenty Minutes Later*

 " Good afternoon San Diego. " Misha shouted over the song Carry on my Wayward Son that was their entrance music.

I sat and waited while Jensen and Misha did their bit. Jensen was right, it really is a full house. I chuckled as Jensen gave Misha a piggyback ride. I moved my microphone closer to my mouth and laughed at their Antics.

 " I'm totally surrounded my children. " I stated, shaking my head as Jensen neighed and Misha pretended to pull off his imaginary hat, waving it around crazily.

 " Like you're any better. " Jensen laughed pretending to gallop around the stage.

 " True, True. " I laughed, nodding my head in agreement.

The fans cheered as Misha slipped and fell off, dragging Jensen down with him. Everybody cheered as they stood up and bowed to the fan who had asked if they could do a good horse and cowboy impression.

I was getting ready to open with a good joke about Jensen's daughter calling me earlier, but suddenly all the lights went out.

The crowd started murmuring in the dark and some people shouted a bit. I tried to talk to the crowd and reassure them, but my mic was off. I looked over to Misha and Jensen, who were shaking their head and pointing to their mic's with confusion clouding their eyes.

What the hell is going on.

Chuck's P.O.V

 "Sorry boys " I whispered and with a final flick of the wrist my magic world created solely for the Winchesters and their loyal Angel was gone.

In its place was reality. The cold, dark, painful reality.

Misha's P.O.V

 I gasped painfully and doubled over next to Jensen, who looked down at me panicked.

 " Misha... HEY! Misha.. What's happening, MISHA!

I strained my eyes and forced them to focus on Jensen but the second his face started to morph and clash with something else my consciousness faded away and Jensen's screaming went with it.

Jensen's P.O.V

I reached towards Misha, but stumbled and fell. Everything seemed to slow down in an instant, My head falling towards the hardwood flooring and the fans screaming, only amplified as time moved. I threw my hands out in front of me as a last attempt to cushion my fall, but in a split second everything around me changed. Instead of my hands hitting hard wood, they slid against something soft and warm, Misha's agonized screams faded as silence enveloped the strange but oddly familiar room we now inhabited.

I looked up from the bed I was lying on and gawked at my surroundings. This... This is Dean's bedroom in the bunker, but how is this even possible. That's just a show and this is real life. How the hell did I even get here.

My head snapped to the right as Jared sat up from the floor, groaning and holding his stomach. He opened his eyes and looked around the room before staring at me and frowning.

 " Aw dude, how come you got the bed "

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to speak, but somebody else beat me to it.

 " Hello Sam and Dean, it's been awhile, how are you boys doing "

I looked towards the door to see, what seemed to be Rob standing in... Well, my bedroom door. There was something different about him, though, he seems to have this glow or aura... kinda like what somebody has after sex.

 " Rob " Jared asked, shooting me a confused look.

 " Boys, I'm so sorry I know I promised you your normal lives but if I don't do this the world will end "

 " Excuse me " Sam said with the confused and slightly weirded out look.

Something is majorly wrong here. Whoever this guy is, he's no way in hell our shy, timid, but still hilarious, Rob. This man, whomever he may be, is dangerous and powerful. That much I know just by looking at him.

I backed up from the man slightly hoping he wouldn't notice as my hand itched for the gun hanging on 'my' wall.

Rob stared at us with a strange look before sighing, rolling his eyes and snapping his fingers.

In an instant everything changed. Memories that seemed to be locked away swarmed my head and burned themselves in my brain. Sam's screams were faint compared to mine but the pain only lasted a couple seconds. It was the final memory that gripped me tight and forced me into tears.

Past Dean    " Cas... it's gonna be okay.. we'll bring him back or- or bargain with The Empty, we'll figure something out " I said trying to soothe my broken hearted best friend.

 " No we won't The Empty will kill us all if we dared to awake him and you heard Chuck, he has no power there, nobody can save him and nobody can bring him back " Castiel sobbed, head in hands and tears streaming down his cheeks.

 " Cas... please man, I know how close you were with him, trust me, I loved the kid too but Jack is in The Empty now, he's sleeping peacefully " I reasoned rubbing Cas' heaving back gently.

 " I wanna forget Dean, this is too much for me, the only thing that could be worse than losing Jack is losing you and Sam, I can't handle anymore loss *hiccup* I wanna be happy again Dean " Cas wailed, tears starting to stain my shirt.

I opened my mouth to try calming the weeping angel when suddenly a bright light enveloped the room. I shielded my eyes until the brightness dimmed and in it's place stood Chuck.

 " Hello Boys. "

Sam's P.O.V

 Chuck snapped his fingers and with that small gesture a torrent of memories flooded my head. Emotions of every kind imaginable rushed through me in split second. Tears streamed down my face as my identity was pieced back together. Then came the hardest realization. Everything with my family and being Jared Padalecki wasn't real.

 My whole life has been a lie. All those good painless memories of my family and I aren't real. Just a made up story book that Chuck threw us into cause... oh god. Jack.

Now my heart truly hurt. His name echoing in my mind like a thousand pin pricks to my heart. Jack was... everything and now he's nothing. My final memory of Jack and I enveloping every other emotions.

Past Sam

 I laid on the hood of my bothers car, Jack laying beside me. Two cold beers in between us and the bright stars lighting the night sky. Jack was smiling innocently up at the stars, his eyes reflecting their light. I always admired Jack's child like innocence, he still thinks he's evil but I know better, Jack is good, truly and purely good.

Jack looked over at me with a wide grin and tilted his head cutely.

 " Hey Sam, can you tell me about the constellations " Jack asked sweetly before taking a sip of his drink.

 I raised my eyebrow playfully " Didn't I already teach you about them yesterday... and the day before that and the day before that " I said ready to go on and on but Jack quickly cut me off with a small laugh.

 " Yes but I wasn't listening then " Jack admitted sheepishly.

 " Oh really, why's that " I replied rolling my eyes.

 " Uh, the fireflies I guess, their beautiful " Jack excused, eyes darting to the fireflies that calmly lit our little moment up with a yellow hue.

 " Fine, I'll tell you about the constellations again but this time you have to really pay attention cause I won't do this again " I conceded, looking up to the stars and pointing at the little Dipper.

 " That's the little Dipper, you can tell because of the shape it makes- " I glanced down at Jack to make sure he was listening but instead he was staring deeply into my eyes.

 " Sam, do you ever get the feeling that you should be doing something but you don't know what that something is " Jack asked still staring.

  “ Sometimes, why what’s bothering you. ” I asked the fidgety Nephilm.

Jack seemed to be searching for something when he looked into my eyes but after a quick moment he looked away and stared attentively at the brightly lit stars. He tucked one arm behind his head and held his beer with the other, his eyes seemingly glued to the sky.

I copied his position and waited for him to feel comfortable enough to speak up. Minutes pass by, just us listening to the wildlife and staring up at the stars, occasionally sipping from our beers. Just when I thought Jack had possibly fallen asleep he speaks up, voice clear and questioning.

  “ Sam, you’ve always believed in me, you believe that I am good and being around you so much, it’s starting to make me forget about all the reasons I could be bad, it’s making me feel, well good ” Jack explained his voice strong but I could see the nervousness in his body language, the way his eyes kept darting to me and then back towards the stars, hands twitching every few words.

  “ Why...Why do you believe in me, how could you really tell that I’m not just another monster like dean had said ” Jack asked softly, eyes now completely on me.

Should I lie? Can he handle the truth. I sighed quietly and sipped from my beer before answering.

  “ The truth is I didn’t know, not until I actually spoke to you, in that jail cell, you just had this aura around you, it reminded me of your mother, and trust me your mother was a very good person ” Sam explained, smiling softly as Jack’s eyes watered at the mention of his mother. 

Jack shot forward and hugged me tightly. I smoothed his hair as he shook from holding back tears. In a way, Jack is like Dean. They both struggle internally and they both question their motives. Although Dean has progressed to complete self hate and loathing. I couldn’t completely pull Dean away from that dark edge, there’s no way in hell or heaven that I’ll let Jack fall into that same darkness. I’d rather die.

  “ Well, Well, Well, I never thought I’d see the day, a winchester, gettin’ down and dirty with a man... or more like boy ” 

I jerked away from Jack and snapped my head towards the tree line, just barely making out the outline of a dark figure standing a good twenty feet away. Jack quickly thrust his arm out illuminating the figure with an Amber glow.

I completely forgot about the intruders comment when I saw who it actually was. The corners of my lips tugged up into a bright smile as I jumped off the impala and walked towards Dean and I’s old friend.

  “ Benny, It’s great to see you man, how’d the milk run go ” 

Castiel's P.O.V

 " Father...why. " I asked quietly waiting for Sam and Dean to awake from their slumber.

After 'Chuck' gave them their memories he made them sleep so they could adjust easier to the onslaught of emotions they should be feeling right about now.

 " I told you Castiel, there’s a threat on it's way that could literally destroy our whole world with just the flick of her wrist, Sam and Dean have always been so good at saving our world, I figured maybe they could help some more and of course you Castiel, they would be angry if you weren't by their side, we all know how much the Winchester care about you. "

 " I understand but all I want is my normal life back. " I whispered quietly.

 " That was never your life Castiel, all of it is fake, it's not real, would you really rather live in a fantasy then live in the real world. " Chuck asked, big sad eyes staring at my soul.

 " More than anything. " I replied sarrowfully but persisted no further.

Instead I walked to Dean's bedside and sat beside him, waiting for my most trusted friend to awake and join me on our new quest to save the world once again.

A/N Thanks for reading guys and hopefully I'll see ya in the next chapter.

[sinasterspeaks-blog]

Fallen Beauty (Destiel)

Chapter 1: The Family Men

Jensen (Dean's) P.O.V

 " DADDY! GET UP, GET UP, GET UP " Justice growled in a deep, husky voice as she bounced on my bed.

 I groaned and pulled up my blanket, effectively pushing Justice away. Somewhere off to the right I heard small footsteps thumping towards me but before I could react two small bodies belly flopped onto my still drowsy self, A gasp escaping my lips as their combined weight knocked the breath out of me. Deneel walked out of our shared bathroom and stopped short, laughing at the sight of our kids practically mauling her poor defenseless husband.

I reached out towards Deneel with a pleading look set on my face.

 " Help " I whispered loudly as Zeppelin threw a pillow on my face.

Daneel chuckled and turned away " That's right kids, get daddy, just like we planned "

 " Traitor! " I shouted, slightly muffled from the pillow being pushed in my face.

Daneel laughed and walked towards our bedroom door, watching our little scuffle until finally calling the kids for breakfast. Justice and Zeppelin jumped off and made a mad dash for the kitchen, but Arrow paused and look down at me with a warning glare.

 " You better get up or else I'm gonna call uncle Jared and he's gonna come beat you up " Arrow threatened with her tiny fists raised.

I threw my hands up and gestured for her to put her hands down " Okay, Okay, I'm up " I conceded, watching with an amused smile as Arrow nodded her head once and ran out screaming for Daneel to save her some bacon.

I chuckled quietly and ran a hand through my hair before sitting up and throwing my comforter off.

Jared's (Sam's) P.O.V

 " Hey Hun, do you have your passport and bags packed " Genevieve asked as she kept checking things off her little makeshift list.

I chuckled and grabbed her waist, pulling her in for a backhug.

 " For the fifth time, yes, you know I'm not a child right, " I murmured with an amused tone.

Genevieve huffed and crossed her arms, " You don't want me to answer that and I'm only asking because I want your trip to run smoothly, last time I let you get ready by yourself you ended up going to comic con in my short shorts. "

I laughed and rubbed her arms comfortingly, " Yeah, well, I rocked those short shorts. "

" Ugh, you're impossible " She laughed, but still slipped out of my arms and returned to checking things off her list.

I shrugged my shoulders and walked into the kitchen looking for something to snack on. Thomas was sitting on the counter (A chair had been pulled across the kitchen so he good climb up) shaking his little body while munching on a giant cookie. He froze when I walked in but instead of scolding him I decided to join his little escapade.

 " Ooh, Cookies, can I have one " I asked as I sauntered up to Thomas.

He smiled and offered me a giant chocolate chip cookie. I pretended to tip my hat in thanks receiving a hushed giggle from Thomas. Austin suddenly stumbled into the kitchen holding a big card with scribbles decorating the front. He shuffled over to me and held up the card with a big smile.

 " What's this " I asked curiously as I reached down and plucked it out of his hands before picking him up and resting his small frame on my hip.

 " It's a goodbye card since you're going on a trip " Austin smiled and reached for my half eaten cookie.

 I chuckled and gave it to him before inspecting the card. The front had a small picture of what was supposed to be me holding onto Austin and Thomas's hands while Genevieve held Oddette and for some reason was floating above us. I flipped open the handmade card and read the small messily written message.

I love you daddy. We are gonna miss you lots. Have a safe trip and get back soon.

I smiled at the cute but simple note and slid it into my pocket before turning my attention back to my kids. Thomas looked like he was constipated while he took large deliberate bites out of his cookie and Austin was squeezing his cookie into a small ball of gooey doe.

 " Hey Honey, do you have- " Genevieve started, but stopped short as she walked into the kitchen and regarded the scene before her with surprise.

Thomas quickly jumped down from the counter and bolted out of the kitchen cookie in hand and Austin following suit. Geneveive put a hand on her hip and walked forward with a warning look in her eyes. I quickly turned, grabbed a cookie and held it out in offering, hoping to save my soul. She stared down at the cookie and chuckled.

 " Jared you naughty man child, you're just as bad as Thomas " She chided, but grabbed the cookie and took a bite anyway.

 " Awe you know you love it " I responded and tested my luck by stealing a bite out of her cookie.

 " Hey! Oh, you're in for it now mister, no dessert when you get back, you'll have to watch while everyone else gets ice cream " Genevieve stated, but her stern look broke into a smile as I gave her puppy dog eyes.

 " You wouldn't do that to me, you love me too much, " I said with a pouty face.

She laughed and shoved my chest slightly. " Jeez, it's like your trying to brainwash me. "

I laughed and leaned down, pecking her cheek and quickly stealing another bite of her cookie. Genevieve gasped and moved her cookie out of my reach with a look of astonishment set on her features.

 " Oh my gosh you are such a brat, go finish getting ready before I really get mad. " She ordered while shaking her head.

I laughed and jogged out of the kitchen, heading for our shared room.

 " Oh, and can you please get Odette from her nursery. " Genevieve shouted as I climbed the stairs taking two steps at a time.

 " Sure! " I shouted back.

Riiiing Riiiing Riiiing

I looked down at my pants pocket and quickly fished out my phone just as I reached the top of the stairs.

 Caller ID: Jensen Turdackles

Misha's (Castiel's) P.O.V

 " Misha, come on, you need to go or else you're gonna miss your flight " Victoria giggled as I continued to leave butterfly kisses along her neck and cheeks.

I grumbled something along the lines of 'I don't care' and dove in for another kiss, but I was quickly interrupted by West.

 "Ewwww, daddy, that's gross, mommy has cooties " West said, hiding his eyes behind his hands.

I laughed and let go of Victoria, who looked very miffed by her son's words.

 " Ha-ha, that's right West, mommy has cooties " I agreed, receiving a dark glare from Victoria.

Victoria huffed and turned to West " Sweetie, go get Maison, daddies leaving now and I want her to say goodbye "

 " Okay, mommy " West said and ran back inside the house.

I was currently standing on my porch, luggage surrounding me and a taxi waiting impatiently in my drive way. I was heading to comic Con for a supernatural panel and although I love seeing the fans and the guys I wish I could stay and be with my family.

I glance down at Victoria as she wrapped her arms around me in a sweet embrace. I smiled and hugged her back.

 " Have a safe trip okay and promise me you'll come back " Victoria asked in a small voice.

I pulled away and frowned at her words.

 " Why ask something like that, you know I'll always come back " I reassured.

Victoria looked down and bit her lip for a second before returning her gaze to me.

 " I know, ignore me I'm being silly " Victoria said, dismissing whatever thoughts she had.

I smiled reassuringly and placed a kiss on her nose.

 "Daddy! " West shouted, running towards me, Maison stumbling after him.

 " Heyyy. " I greeted, smiling and crouching down with my arms open.

West and Maison collided into me with a brutal force.

 " We love you Daddy. " West said as he snuggled into my arms.

 " Mommy, I wanna go with Daddy. " Maison whined, clinging to my arm.

 " Come on Maison Daddy has to leave now, maybe next time " Victoria said as she gently pulled West and Maison away.

I shot a thank you look to Victoria and turned away from my family, picking up my luggage and walking to the cabbie who had honked at least four times. I quickly loaded my luggage into the trunk and with one last wave to my family I slid into the backseat and settled in as the cabbie switched gears.

I sighed and watched the scenery outside my window slip away and with it my consciousness.

Word Count: 1,543

[sinasterspeaks-blog]

[sinasterspeaks-blog]

Fallen Beauty (Destiel)

Prologue

Author's P.O.V

 A young woman lay draped across her bed, sleeping serenely. Long, dark, golden hair, flowing down her body and piercing bright blue eyes, closed in a deep slumber. Light bathing her in a beautiful sunlit glow and causing her pale silky smooth skin to shine. Flowers grew out of the rough rocky walls, colorful petals open and reaching towards her. The sound of water trickling down a small waterfall and into an underground pond echoed off the cave walls.

The young woman dreamt of a colorful planet, full of long willowy trees and beautiful princes offering gifts and luxuries only the finest of women could accept. She ran down a lush grassy hill, songbirds singing to her and citizens of her kingdom bowing before the goddess, offering high praises. The woman practically bathed in the complements, her smile glowing brighter the higher she was praised. The woman spun herself in circles wildly with her arms stretched out towards the beautiful baby blue, sky and fluffy, marshmallow clouds.

Suddenly thunder rumbled in the distance, snapping the goddess out of her playful antics and alerting her to the distant cloud of darkness that crept its way towards her golden spired kingdom. The woman watched as the angry swarming cloud tore apart her farmlands and engulfed the green rolling hills. Her eyes widening as it moved closer to her kingdom and it's loyal citizens.

The woman focused her power on the storm, imagining large arms reaching out towards the enemy and spying on what lay within. The young woman recoiled quickly with a hiss as she glimpsed what lay within the storms center. A young child, almost human but still had the strange glow of an angel, forced his dark cloud of nothingness to cross into her kingdom.

The woman frantic and thoughts haywire, transported herself in front of the storm's path momentarily halting its advances. The young child looked down at the woman with a questioning glare. The woman swallowed the fear that had grown deep within her gut and steeled her strong voice before speaking out against her adversary.

 " Stop your advances at once, this is a place of holy perfection, only those of the highest devotion shall cross into my kingdom " The woman shouted angrily, eyes flaring into bright white pits, the promise of death warping her features.

The child smiled kindly and then spoke with pure power resonating deep within his core. Black smoke exiting his mouth as he moved, his true voice blaring loudly. The woman screamed in horror as she watched her kingdom fall to pieces, her subjects crying out in pain. The child laughed hysterically and clapped his hands as he watched the woman's hard work and innocent citizens crumble into a liquid-like goo.

The woman collapsed and sobbed messily as her world of perfection was wiped away. The child then raised his hands towards the woman but before he continued his gesture the child spoke once again but this time the woman could understand his words.

 " Your world will fall to my rule and my darkness shall wrap its greedy tendrils around everything that was once yours unless you stand up to me and fight for everything that lay within your reach " The child stated darkly before dropping his hands and sending a cloud of angry demons towards the weeping woman.

She screamed as her body began to slowly melt while the demons tore her limb from limb. She struggled and fought as bits of her own skin peeled off and large chunks of her flesh were torn from her body.

Castiel....Castiel....Castiel....Castiel

The woman whimpered as the name Castiel was whispered into her ears by a strange Demon with glowing red eyes and a bored expression set upon his smoky translucent face.

 "What do you mean " she screamed but her voice was lost in the angry flurry of groping hands.

The demon raised his wispy hand and shushed her once before disappearing into the cyclone of murderous demons. The dying woman fell limp, growled darkly at the demons and with the last of her strength vowed to eradicate the storm and the Nephilim child that hide within it.

Vowed to save her people and her kingdom of perfection.

Vowed to find the one bearing the name Castiel.