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elizabethrobertajones · 3 years

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Saw you've been sucked into the MMO life in the form of FFXIV and I was wondering if you had any input into the debate I've been having about what class archetypes tfw would play. I think Sam would be most likely to tank because it requires a reasonable amount of leadership and is also more of a quiet, backbone type role compared to dps. Dean seems more the type to be singularly focused on the big damage hits tbh. He also tends to take more of the charging in and fighting role in their normal life with Sam being the one reading up on everything more carefully and being his backup. Which leaves Cas as healer which may just be me projecting because I play healer/support at every opportunity but literal angel healing aside I think that sorta fits too, he cares a lot for them and tries to keep them safe and shield them as best he can in their adventures? Idk half formed thoughts please completely contradict me if you want I'm genuinely curious about other people's opinions here

Heyooo :D It is less sucked into and more like I’ve returned to the warm cushiony nest of MMOs lol

If you’d asked me back when I was a WoW player I’d have fully agreed because you could only have one class per character and these are definitely the snap decisions that the fam would make when on the character screen. Dean would grab the sexiest DPS, Sam the stoutest tank especially as he’s the one who has read into the classes and strats beforehand, and Cas would ask what to do and be given the healer role because the other two in this scenario would know better about the game and sort of lump it onto him like, oh, we need a healer and you can do this.

(In my own gaming journey, this is what my friends and brother did to me, as they needed a healer to round out their party... I took druid because it was spoopy, and discovered in WoW that while you can’t change classes you can pay gold to respec your character’s role within that class... Promptly re-specced to a melee dps/tank feral druid instead of the healer one, and had a lot more fun :D)

In FFXIV you can take all the classes on your character (which I have done, natch) and it’s a much more interesting levelling approach, especially seeing how my friends playing the game have gone when it comes to taking classes as they level and why they claim to have tried and then rejected others. It’s an enormous personality test, even for peeps like me and my brother who have all the classes up at max level, which ones we prioritised and which ones we sort of struggled with or found a bit meh.

Hm so in the scenario that Charlie comes bursting into the Bunker demanding that she needs some friends for dungeons and raids and they’re all sitting on their asses scrolling the internet between a case, they can bloody well play final fantasy with her for a bit, let’s go for some headcanons :D Long because FFXIV has become my current obsession and I have the same in-depth feels about it as I do about SPN but I just never get to write about them with anyone...

First off, Sam of course has deep nerdery about it and will ask Charlie a ton of questions about what the right class to play is and do the same thing as we’ve already discussed and go for Paladin (which starts as gladiator), and also take all the crafting and gathering side classes because he’s a nerd and you learn nonsense lore while doing it. He’s also in the same starting zone as Thaumaturge which transitions to Black Mage and I BET he’d be tempted to have a little safe witch!Sam emotional release on the most un-Sam class. It’s the big unwieldy spell caster whose literal class quests and stuff make fun of how you’re small and squishy and will be standing in a very bad spot debating whether to finish a long-cast spell and get hit or stop DPS and run for safety. I think he could do with the perspective and learning to be selfish either way to blow off steam from tanking and also learn to prioritise himself IRL :’D Also the paladin quest is WEIRDLY pro-cop from 30 onwards for some reason until the writers saw sense and just. stopped. doing paladin stuff and went back to the Gladiator storyline for the class quests, so idk if he’d enjoy that or start to question other things. Whatever it is he’s getting challenged XD

At 60 he grabs Gunbreaker because it sounds more cool and is thankfully way less emotionally stressful tanking as it’s entirely about being a badass bodyguard and sick flips. This is far more aspirational for Sam, especially as he could just tie a knife to a sawn off shotgun and do these moves for real in his day job. He won’t, but like with black mage, the thought that he COULD is very emotionally satisfying to him.

He might also have decided to check out scholar to see how healing is but idk if he would be able to handle Dean teasing him for having a fairy follow him around so he’d only dabble with the nerd class on the side :P

Now, Dean can’t take ninja until level 10 or machinist (gun shooty DPS class) until 50, so his start point as DPS would either be pugilist (eeeey brass knuckle class!) or the other DPS classes to start with are Thaumaturge/Black Mage, Arcanist/Summoner, Archer or Lancer. Now. He’d probably think the first two are sissy because magic is for girls/arcanists literally only have a book as a weapon. Archer becomes bard and I think is ultimately a place he’d be very happy as it is a very supportive class to the whole party and basically the mom friend class. But I would love if he went lancer/dragoon because the level 50 class weapon is (folklore inspired name) “Gae Bolg” and every time I equip it I can’t help giggling at the name even though I know it’s a real thing and I shouldn’t. But. Like. It’s the class about waving enormous lances around. It’s got Implications, and Dean is drawn to those.

He’d probably, however, take rogue/ninja as soon as he could because stabbing things with knives, and the class trainer is the kinda guy who’d have wild gay tension with him while they both try to boast about women to each other, were they to meet irl. Ironically, the rogue trainer (a womanising charmer) and the ninja trainer (an intense, honourable guy bad at social cues even among his own people who ends up falling from grace and choosing to stay in the vicinity of said rogue trainer) are an interesting pair of NPCs to teach Dean about where to stick knives. :)

He’d go back and power-level dragoon once he starts Heavensward though, because Aymeric is also super intense with messy dark hair and big blue eyes that see right through you. :D He’s getting that gae bolg for him, you know?

If they’re going to bully Cas to be their healer, he’d probably get really dedicated to the discipline especially as he can stay up all night to play and doesn’t need to take breaks to pee so he’d probably level conjurer/white mage (nature healing) and scholar (ancient book lore with a class quest which mixes ancient curses on a whole people, family drama and a bit of interspeciesish love) and then also pick up astrologian, which is good because it’s spooky star and making your own fate magic. The storyline for that is garbage in the sense that it’s really weakly written, but my favourite character randomly picks up AST in the latest expansion, and has an absolutely fucking wild subtextual romance with another character, including SPN level adopting of a random child who matches Jack in many respects, with said character. And in many respects emotionally they’re Cas and Dean but without any of the personal baggage between them specifically so they really are just chill and married, whatever else they’re stressed about (I say, dreading the next patch is going to finally bring up some questions about what is going on with them as it’s getting weirdly conspicuous while still utterly unsaid). So I would hope if Cas started projecting onto an astrologian character it would be him :P

Cas also would get into summoner as the other branch of scholar because honestly those two classes are about as close to the random sigil drawing and reading things from books etc analogy to his own occult magic, except you can summon cool dragons and elementals to fight for you.

they’d buy Jack a boost to 60 and he’d pick up dark knight and white mage probably just to subtly fuck with Dean

(I am still not over Dean trying to test him to see if he was evil or not by whether he chose devil or angel cake)

#Asks #ffxiv #pfft #I'm sorry #I'm like #in the rabbit hole #I'm so in deep in the rabbit hole I've memorised all the lore #I did every quest #I am as forensic about it as I am about SPN but it's all just in my head!!#AAAH why is the fandom for this game small and uninterested in talking about subtext!#[edit to add: if you know where the fandom I'm seeking is and it's on reddit #I'm not going there and you can't pay me to for all the thancred headcanons in eorzea]

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demonologist-in-denim · 4 years

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“Oh, you’re right – just let me wave my magic wand and bibbity-bobbity boo the bastard away!” – Crowley, probably

Crowley’s version of spellcraft would be adapted to life on the road, to limited resources and patience, and indifference towards the craft of magic.

Given his history with witches, Crowley would not be disposed to intensely study or use magic. He would be adept at it only because of its usefulness to him and to the boys. And he would be hesitant about relying on it too heavily, preferring instead to use his wits to obtain his goals. Only when the circumstances required it, or it would have proven more efficient in hindsight, would Crowley bother to rifle through magical texts and lore for useful spells. And he would carry only the most basic of spell ingredients, preferring to use whatever came to hand at the time. There’s no time or interest for in-depth study of herbology or biology. His version of spellcraft would directly reflect the life of a demon-turned-demonologist on the road with a pair of flannelled hunters: straightforward, course, bare bones.

This grimy, practical sort of spellcraft would be lacking in dramatic flair. That sort of nonsense would be reserved for striking fear in an opponent, or delighting a layperson. No, Crowley’s sort of spellcraft – if it could even really be called that – would be brusque, irritated, and impatient. (Which might occasionally cause some mishaps. Oops.) And he would have little qualms about using spells or hex bags on victims or allies, if it moved the case along, or offered necessary protection, or avoided violence. For Crowley, hunting would be one small part of everything he and the Winchesters were attempting to accomplish, and individual cases – while worth their while – would still be somewhat of a nuisance. If magic was the quickest means of resolving a case, he’d make use of it, but never relish spellcraft for its own sake.

Crowley would askew most spell ingredients, be more comfortable with common components, use whatever came readily to hand on the road. Graveyard dust, chalk, the stub of a candle. He would carry a battered tin with the most basic of herbs, salt, and the like. No long hours spent over the mortar and pestle for him. His hex bags would be made of thin swatches of old flannel shirts and worn jeans that could no longer be patched, stained oil rags, and paper napkins collected from all the diners and coffee shops along the road. Along with his angel blade and the demon knife, Crowley would always carry a pocket knife, clean and well-sharpened, to slice a palm with. And needle and thread – not specifically for working magic, but one never knows when such things might come in handy.

He would also carry a flask and a lighter. Not a flask containing whiskey or tea. No, this flask would contain blessed water or holy oil, for spellcraft or expelling demons. All well and good, until one night he’d confuse that flask with his whiskey flask, not knowing he was taking a good, long pull of blessed water until it was too late. (Ouch.) To ensure against future mishaps, Dean would suggest “labelling the damned thing,” and Sam, in an attempt at still slow reconciliation, would commission a flask engraved with “Blessed Water: Do Not Drink, Idjit” on the leather encasement. For a while, Crowley would carry books of matches scavenged from motely motel rooms and beer halls. Then one day, in a grimy consignment shop that occasionally peddled supernatural trinkets, he’d come across a shiny, gleaming zippo lighter. Not a scratch on it. Salt and burn, he’d think ruefully. Crowley would carry it separately in its own pocket, where he could reach in, flick open and then snap shut the top. He would hold the lighter in his hand as he stared out the window on long drives, enjoying the sharpness of the sound it made, the way it would irritate Dean in the driver’s seat in front of him.

Crowley would keep a journal, too. Oh, not for magic or anything like that. No, the journal is entirely separate, and will be written about again, at another time. But he would keep a thin, flat notebook of a sort to scribble in. Half his spells would be frankensteined together from work by the grand masters of magic, and his notebook would be full of mad calculation and annotations. Crowley would otherwise prefer to write with ink pens, but – having learned a little something from the Russians – would carry only pencils, worrying them down to nubs with his frantic, irascible scribbling, as he cobbled together spells while wraiths and other threats raged around them.

Crowley would carry it all in a battered leather or canvas messenger bag, something that had seen plenty of wear and tear. The bag itself, in Crowley’s opinion, would be worth more than all the spell ingredients in his tin, and only slightly less than his engraved flask and angel blade. It would be the only bit of spellcraft he was proud of performing. He’d learned a thing or two from Mary Poppins as well – anything that could fit into the opening of the bag, the bag made room for inside. Entire libraries of lore could disappear into its depths, and be called forth by simply reaching inside. Weapons, medical supplies, supernatural artifacts, iron knuckles, summoning bowls, a change of clothes, car parts, packed lunches, once an entire elementary school class. All without adding an ounce of weight. It would be fair to say there would be a time or two that that bag, and what it contained, would save the world.

Crowley wouldn’t care much for spellcraft, and whether or not he was adept at it, whether or not he was a natural, wouldn’t be of much interest to him. What would matter is that magic would be one of the means by which Crowley felt like he was pulling his weight among the boys. One of the ways he contributed, made the world better, made himself of value. And on the very rare occasions another Winchester prank war broke out, would likely prove to be very useful indeed.

Thank you to @additionaladdams for suggesting a witch!Crowley mood board. As I tried to decide on what images to use, I began to think about how Crowley would use untraditional ingredients and implements for spellcraft that were better suited to life on the road and his own distaste for magic. And that led to all this wonderful character development, which gave me a great deal of insight for my Bergamot & Sulphur series, as well as my One of the Boys series. The bottomless messenger bag has been with me a very long time, well before I actually began to write spn fanfiction, and I’ve always imagined Crowley – as one of the boys – would utilize it. The bag actually has quite a bit of backstory that, like the journal mentioned above, I won’t bore you with here.

The non-quote at the top is what I imagine Crowley snarking back at the boys with after one of them suggests using magic to take out some opponent that they are ill-equipped to defeat. I think it sums up his opinion of spellcraft – and occasionally, the Winchesters – rather well.

#crowley #hunter!crowley #demonologist!Crowley #one of the boys #character analysis #magic #mood board #i suck at moodboards #ask #crowley's wardrobe

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incarnateirony · 5 years

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Scifi weapon design

A conversation that spawned off a mix of combat and smithing conversation from our resident nerds, smiths, and trained weapon-folk into a discussion about angel blades. Leaving a few early anchor points with names you might not recognize, but it’ll get there in a few sentences. The conversation initially started in people not understanding combat at all, and a bunch of us watching Forged in Fire on the regular, some of our history in trained blade combat IRL, or in our own weapon design, etc, but I’ll trim it down to the most relevant parts.

TLDR: Angel blade design was terrible for their use.

Final call: Castiel should have a Karambit, period, and if you don’t read all the nerdery, watch the video at the end and think about how he fights and that’ll tell it all.

CastielToday at 12:39 PM

I think that's what fascinated me about Castiel tbh, Cas fights like a Santhis without blades

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:39 PM

GOOD FIGHTERS HAVE A RHYTHM

CastielToday at 12:39 PM

yeah but I also mean his footwork and shit

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:39 PM

Yep

CastielToday at 12:40 PM

he just unfortunately has a really inefficient blade due to show design the angel blade's shape is almost like... stupid, that's for if you're dealing with heavy armor enemies wtf

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:40 PM

It's a fucking pike blade. It's meant to be on a POLE Like I get that it's the largest it could be in order to be summoned from the armpit dimension BUT STILL

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:41 PM

I laughed so hard when it was introduced It’s barely even sharp

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:42 PM

Like. I see what they were trying to do with it But they failed

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:42 PM

are y'all really complaining about magic blades

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:42 PM

TES Yes

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:42 PM

Yes we are

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:42 PM

it looks nifty that's enough for me

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:42 PM

facepalms

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:42 PM

magic realism vs Magic Realism™

CastielToday at 12:42 PM

like no seriously

CastielToday at 12:43 PM

it's the least efficient design they could have given it

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:43 PM

IT LOOKS NIFTY

CastielToday at 12:43 PM

IT LOOKS STUPID

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:43 PM

no u

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:43 PM

TEAM UP BLADE DESIGN GO

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:43 PM

don't make me stab cas with it again

CastielToday at 12:43 PM

What they SHOULD have done is given a lore where the angel blade is somehow attached to the will of the angel and can change form

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:43 PM

*RE-DESIGN HELL YEAH

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:44 PM

too much budget

CastielToday at 12:44 PM

not really

Dean WinchesterToday at 12:44 PM

less recognizable less marketable

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:44 PM

Shhhhh

CastielToday at 12:44 PM

it's the recognizable/marketable aspect but it wouldn't cost much more

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:45 PM

They were going for this

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:45 PM

And they failed

CastielToday at 12:45 PM

LMAO shea

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:45 PM

It would explain the archangel blades Like If you wanted to go for less variety, it could be determined by the class or rank of angel

CastielToday at 12:46 PM

I can tell you right now with Castiel's battle style that is ABSOLUTELY not the kind of blade he should be using

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:46 PM

It's a four edged sword that was used for a VERY VERY VERY short period of time because GUESS WHAT IT WASN'T FUCKING EFFICIENT

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:48 PM

They thought that sharpening four edges instead of just two and keeping the blade flat would allow for better stabby ability, when, in truth, it made for a MUCH weaker sword in hand-to-hand and much more likely for the opponent's blade to slip past the guard.

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:52 PM

Re: swords I would love to see more varied weapon use in spn buuuttt it’s ending. So I get my fix here. Lol

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:53 PM

Look Blade design is something I critique very heavily inwardly. I have personal favorites that I love seeing used. I personally think the Angels would have been given a lot more justice if they were given something like a Xiphos or something like that. Still not a big blade, but MORE EFFICIENT THAN A SILVER TOOTHPICK

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:55 PM

So, like, if I hypothetically write anything with sword/knife combat (in roleplay) you’d tell me if it was dumbass stupid

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:55 PM

Sure. LOL This is a Xiphos. Very simple in make but EXTREMELY efficient as a short-range weapon

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 12:56 PM

Okay, looks similar to Bilbo’s sword in the Hobbit How effective is the guard? It looks a bit small

Sam WinchesterToday at 12:58 PM

You...You don't need a guard for that kind of sword Because you pair it with a shield That sword isn't designed to catch another. You do something that my trainer lovingly referred to as "turtle up." Which is where you get behind your shield and only swing when there's an opening

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:00 PM

Ahh

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:00 PM

FYI I'm horrible at sword and shield fighting.

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:00 PM

WHO DIDN'T GIVE BILBO HIS SHIELD

(edited)It seems like more multitasking

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:01 PM

Look One of the biggest critiques I have In Lord of the Rings Is their use of short-range weapons

MaggieToday at 1:01 PM

oooo sharp and pointy end talk

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:02 PM

I'm trained in this baby right here.

Mostly.

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:03 PM

1) feel like they just gave the hobbits short range weapons and called it a day lol(edited)

CastielToday at 1:04 PM

Before I try to resume writing I'm sitting here trying to think what kind of blade would best serve Cas. His habit of blade flipping makes me think he needs something that handles in reverse efficiently Also his movements Would make fantastic slashing motions with an edged blade

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:05 PM

2) Even though the grips wouldn't work well and blade design contributes a lot to the functionality of it.

CastielToday at 1:05 PM

And his habit of blade-blocking with his toothpick

Dean WinchesterToday at 1:05 PM

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:05 PM

This is my baaaaby

CastielToday at 1:05 PM

Honestly? A blade like that would be better by Cas, yes, minus the donkey bone and curse

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:05 PM

SAVE IT

Dean WinchesterToday at 1:06 PM

Cas MoC arc when

CastielToday at 1:06 PM

what kind of blade would you give Cas, Shea like specifically for his combat style

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:06 PM

Min

CastielToday at 1:06 PM

is that a khopesh

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:07 PM

Says it's a scimitar but I know better I just can't remember the name It's basically

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:07 PM

I don't think that's a Khopesh? At least not a style I've seen

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:07 PM

The Romanian version of the scimitar

CastielToday at 1:07 PM

yeah I guess it's not scythelike enough for a khopesh A kilij? but yeah scimitar is right, or even something of similar design and a little smaller if we wanted to keep him CQC

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:08 PM

I WAS JUST ABOUT TO TYPE THAT Kilij

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:09 PM

They're usually more curved than that one. I guess it COULD qualify as like... a really slim scimitar because of the angle of the curve Lord I gotta get out of the ridiculously curved blade swords. They're meant for slashing from horseback Lets you dodge your horse easier

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:10 PM

Looks like a short sword kizlyar

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:11 PM

Yeah that's closer But it has just the right about of curve to be more effective when reversed to ride along the arm

Aryn Prime #TokenStraight😘Today at 1:12 PM

CastielToday at 1:13 PM

A bebut would be good for Cas, it's like a 17 inch blade

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:15 PM

You know what would be REALLY good for Cas, though? And it looks like a piece of grilling equipment

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:15 PM

CastielToday at 1:15 PM

...when ur husband likes bbq but u a warrior

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:16 PM

NO DO YOU REALIZE HOW FUCKING DEADLY CAS WOULD BE WITH A FUCKING SPIKE?

Dean WinchesterToday at 1:16 PM

Dean giving suburban dad a new meaning

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:16 PM

THAT IS A WEAPONI TOLD YOU IT LOOKS LIKE GRILLING EQUIPMENT BUT IT IS A WEAPON

CastielToday at 1:16 PM

Honestly yes and no, I honestly feel like a curved dagger with a slashing edge and a piking tip would be optimal for him Because of the way he sweeps

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:16 PM

Obviously Min A four inch spike Would not be his main weapon But he needs one

CastielToday at 1:17 PM

oh as like a side yeah but then you have the angel blade which is theoretically the same just inefficiently designed

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:17 PM

That's the kind of weapon you use to drain someone's sinuses through the base of their chin

Dean WinchesterToday at 1:17 PM

what

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:18 PM

Another personal favorite

CastielToday at 1:18 PM

and suddenly we're in alistair territory

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:18 PM

I have one at my Dad's house somewhere nah Cas wouldn't use something like that but DAMN if it's not one of my favorite combat weapons

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:21 PM

I have never once in my life Ever thought To throw a push dagger OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

MaggieToday at 1:22 PM

i wouldn't have either, if i hadn't seen other people do it.

CastielToday at 1:22 PM

Cas could fuck some people up with that

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:23 PM

That shit would turn every hand motion you made into a deadly blow holy shit I NEED IT

MaggieToday at 1:23 PM

dude, Cas with that would be terrifying.like, more so than normal.

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:23 PM

Mom MOM MOOOOOOOM IT'S ONLY $36 CAN I HAVE IT

CastielToday at 1:23 PM

can it ship in less than 5 days

MaggieToday at 1:24 PM

so, they've shown that angel blades can be melted down to bullets. can he melt down his blade and reforge it to that?

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:24 PM

Ships within 3 FUCKNOT ENOUGH TIME Portland agenda. I will own that

CastielToday at 1:24 PM

hey shea remember how in the rp ellie was talking about melting down Cas' archangel blade to make it into a totem for the new way of binding him. That blade. Hooked eagle design

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:25 PM

>___> Ooo

Sam WinchesterToday at 1:26 PM

OH THIS FIGHTING STYLE LOOKS FAMILIAR

youtube

#supernatural #spn #angels #angel blades #weapons #castiel

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mirkwoodshewolf · 5 years

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Return of Macavity; Supernatural x sister reader

*Author’s note*

Okay guys now this idea was buzzing around my mind for several weeks after seeing all the nice comments from pt. 1 “The chain” so I decided to make a pt.2 to this and eventually just maybe either during Thanksgiving break or once I am done with school this semester, I will write up a third and final part with Alt. endings as to what happens.

Now there is the typical SPN warning of swearing, violence, fight scenes, guns (I EXPRESS THIS ESP. AFTER WHAT HAS HAPPENED NOW THAT I AM POSTING THIS) but there is fluffyness in this as I have offically caught up since 2 wks. before the s.14 premiere of SPN. Okay so now that that’s out of the way I leave you guys to enjoy pt.2 :)

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I was running through the darkness. I ran and ran as fast I could but I couldn’t get away. I also kept hearing his dark and sinister laughter echoing through the darkness. Suddenly I tripped on something and when I looked down I found roots starting to coil around my ankles. I tried to free myself with my magic but nothing was working. It was then I felt a foot collide with my chest and there standing over me was the demon Macavity.

His laughter and dark face glared down at me, his piercing yellow eyes sent shivers down my spine as I felt him press his foot harder against me. I tried to scream but nothing came out……

I was screaming Bloody Mary as I tossed and turned in my bed when I felt someone shaking me gently. My eyes shot open and there stood the newest member of our little family and recently turned boyfriend Jack Kline.

“It’s okay (y/n), it’s okay, you’re okay”. I panted before looking down sadly still panting. He brought me close to his chest, my ear resting right over his heart. His gentle heartbeats calming my nerves as I tried to match my breathing with the beats of his heart. It was then my brothers and Cas came barging in shortly after my brothers with their guns out and Cas with an angel blade in hand.

But once they saw that I was just having a nightmare and Jack was trying to soothe me, they lowered their weapons and knew right away what my dream was about.

“Him again?” asked Dean not even in a question format. I let out a frightened whimper answering him.

It had been 2 years since that day I came back from Hell under Macavity’s imprisonment. For those that don’t know, I was taken after a case gone wrong and for nine months I was tortured and forced to become his ultimate weapon. For nine months I was brainwashed, whipped, scarred, and manipulated into hating my brothers until I unleashed my inner powers.

Nine months after my torment, he thought I was ready to finally to carry out my mission; to terminate and take vengeance on my brothers. But as always, they saved the day and finally set my mind free from my brainwashed state and with lots and lots and I mean lots of TLC, angel therapy from Cas I was semi-back to normal. But even now, 2 years later today, I still get PTSD that he’s still watching me and I can hear him telling me that he is disappointed in me telling me that I failed him.

He tells me that he’s planning on finding me and taking me back to where I belonged and this time he was going to make sure I stayed his perfect weapon, right after he killed everyone I loved and forced me to watch.

I felt the bed dip beside me and I took notice that Sammy now sat beside Jack. I was then transferred to my brother’s arms who wrapped his arms around me tightly rubbing my arm softly as he rested his chin on top of my head.

“He’s gone (y/n), he can’t find you here. You’re safe here. You’re with your family. It’s okay sweetie, it’s okay”. I sniffled and buried myself into his chest. His hand soothing rubbed my arm up and down comfortingly as I kept whimpering fearfully.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Jack staring right back at me. He leaned forward and gently touched my nose with his before leaning his forehead against mine. I took in his strength and felt my fear slowly slip away.

“I would like to be with (y/n) alone for a moment, if that is alright” Cas stated.

“Do what you gotta do Cas, help our little sis in any way you can. Come on Sammy, we gotta look into how we can kill this Macavity bastard”. I felt Sam kiss the top of my head before he left my side leaving Jack and I still on the bed. As my brothers left, Cas turned and looked to Jack telling him that he needed to leave. I felt Jack grip my hand tightly but I placed my other hand on top of his and we spoke through our telepathic bond.

‘Please Jack, I don’t want you to hear what I’m going to say’.

‘I’ll be right outside. I won’t be far, as soon as Castiel’s done I’ll come right back, I promise bunny’. He kissed me softly before wiping away a stray tear and soon he left my room shutting the door behind him, leaving Cas and I alone in my room. He slowly approached my bed and sat down at the foot of it and he said.

“What happened this time?” I shook my head and said something that I have been dying to get off my chest.

“Six months. Six months this is happened to me every night Cass and it’s not getting any better!” I choked out.

“Don’t worry (y/n), we’re starting a trail right now on how to finally end this. He won’t ever get you back”.

“Who are you guys fooling? You know as well as I do that nothing not even Lucifer has been able to kill him!” I snapped. I turned away from the angel and I continued, “Oh Cas, while I’m grateful he’s made me unlock my true strength, I—” I began to trail off as more tears began to stream down my face and my voice began to crack as I cried out, “I wish—I wish he had just killed me!” I brought my face into my hands as I wept hysterically.

I soon felt Cas’ arms wrap around me as he brought me close to his chest. He gently kissed my forehead and I even felt his wings wrap around me as I kept crying until I had cried myself to sleep.

*3rd Person POV*

Shortly after (y/n) had fallen asleep, Jack came right back into the room to see his father holding his girlfriend. Castiel looked to Jack and Jack nodded softly. He then slowly got up trying not to wake (y/n) up and transfer her into Jack’s arms.

Jack slowly leaned up against the headrest of the bed while holding his girlfriend in his arms. He noticed the tearstains on her cheeks, the dark hollowed bags under her eyes and the still stress-like features that plastered across her sleeping face.

Even though he had been told briefly of what Macavity had done to her by both her brothers and Castiel and sometimes by (y/n) herself, he still didn’t know the trauma that still came with what happened to her. But he vowed to himself that if this Macavity ever came back for her, he’d kill him for hurting the woman that he loves and make sure that he never hurts another person again.

He summoned out his wings and they curled up around (y/n) protectively. His pure white with hidden bluish tint wings wrapped around her almost as if shielding her from the darkness of the world and hoping that he himself was her guiding light in her dark torment.

Castiel walked towards the war room of the Bunker where Sam and Dean were doing some research on Macavity’s weakness. When the brothers noticed Cas’ return, Dean said.

“How is she?”

“Not good. She wishes that he had just killed her instead of turning her into his weapon. For the past six months it’s gotten worse, I fear that he may be coming for her”.

“Like Hell we’re going to allow that!” Dean snarled.

“I just wish there was something, anything I don’t care whether in Lore or the Book of the Damned that could help us find a way to finally kill him” stated Sam.

“Well right now we need to focus on one thing. What can we do to help (n/n)? She hasn’t been at her top game and she can’t keep going on like this, she’s only getting worse” said Dean. The three men began to ponder on what they could do to help the youngest of their team (well minus Jack but anyways).

“Maybe a change of scenery would do her good”. Suggested Castiel.

“But what if Macavity is tracking her down? We can’t really ward off a beach” said Dean.

“I might know somewhere that’s safe and we’ll be able to protect her”. Suggested Sam. Dean and Cas looked at him and Dean immediately knew who and where his brother was suggesting.

“Make the call”. Sam then picked up his phone and called the number that he wanted. He waited for two rings when the phone was picked up and he said.

“Hey Jody, it’s Sam. Listen we need to ask you a favor…..”

*My POV*

The next thing I knew I woke up to see white feathers wrapped around me. I recognized who it was by the bluish tint hidden within the wings, that and I could feel his body under mine. I looked up to see Jack looking down at me and he said.

“Good morning”. He said with a soft smile.

“Morning” I croaked out.

“How are you feeling?” he asked as he tilted my chin up to look him in the eye.

“A bit better, did you not sleep at all last night?”

“No. I wanted to watch over you in case you had another nightmare. In case he—he hurt you again”. I smiled at him lovingly and I said to him.

“Jack, have I ever told you, you are an angel?”

“Well I am half angel” he said like it was a blunt fact. I chuckled softly and said as I cupped his face.

“I mean that you are literally the sweetest guy I have ever met”.

“Oh”. I smiled and leaned up and kissed his lips with mine before I got out of his wings and took his hand and led us to the kitchen to have some breakfast.

Once we got to the kitchen, I saw Dean with his cup of coffee and Sam at his computer.

“Hey, look who finally decided to wake up” Dean teased. I sent him a bitch face and that’s when Sam said.

“Oh that’s good you’re up. Pack your bags (y/n), we’re going out of state”.

“What do we got a case already?”

“Nope, even better. Now go quickly vámonos chica!” Dean said in a hurry as he separated me from Jack and pushed me out of the kitchen.

“Geez hold on a sec! Can I at least have some breakfast first?”

“Ugh fine! Eat up then pack your bags!” I then took some of my brother Dean’s famous scrambled eggs and toast and ate up my breakfast.

Once I got done, Sammy took care of the dishes and I went up to get dressed as well as to pack up my bags.

“How much clothes will I need?”

“About a week’s worth” said Sam. As I put in some clothes as well as my bras and underwear, I then asked.

“Is there any chance I could ask where we’re going exactly?”

“Sorry sweetie, that’s a surprise” he said. I groaned and finished packing up my bags and once that was all done he picked up my bag and we both headed out to the car.

Mine, Dean’s and Sam’s bags went into Baby’s trunk and I got in my usual spot right behind Sammy with Jack in the middle and Cas behind Dean. Dean then turned on Baby’s ignition and her purrs soon started up and we drove out of the Bunker to Chuck knows where.

As we drove on, Dean looked at me through the rearview mirror and he said.

“Hey baby girl, I know you haven’t been sleeping well on your own, why don’t you catch a few z’s it’s gonna be awhile before we reach our destination”. I looked at him and squirmed in my seat hesitantly. I wanted to tell him that I feared to go to sleep because I knew that Macavity would show himself and taunt me as he does every time I close my eyes. It was then I felt a hand at my knee and I turned to see Jack.

“I’ll protect you while you sleep” he said as he looked deeply into my eyes. I smiled softly at him and he whispered softly, “Come here,” he brought me close to his chest and I nuzzled myself into him as I felt his hand rub up and down my arm.

“Now you listen kid, I better see those hands through this mirror, any lower and I’m pulling this car over and you’re walking the rest of the way, understood?” Dean said overprotectively.

“I would never take advantage of (y/n) while she sleeps” Jack stated.

“Dean leave him alone and eyes on the road and not in the backseat, besides how many times has dad told you that line every time you had a girl in here”. I snapped which made Sam try to suppress a laugh to which Dean looked at him with a bitch face telling him to shut up.

I then turned my attention back to Jack and I cuddled close to him and his arms went further around me bringing me even closer to him. He pressed a light kiss to my forehead and rested his head on top of mine, he even softly hummed me one of my favorite 80’s songs “Take on Me” by Ah-ha which sent me off to sleep almost instantly.

I found myself in a dark forest once more all alone. Sam, Dean, Cas and even Jack were nowhere to be found. I looked around paranoid when I heard his laugh again. That haunting, maniacal, deep laugh that always sent shivers down my spine.

Suddenly I found myself pinned by my throat and there standing before me in all his crazed infamy was the mad demon psychic Macavity. His wildly, madden reddish-brown hair hung around his face much like a lion’s mane, his hypnotizing yellow cat-like eyes that can make anyone fall under his spell whether they be man, woman, monster, angel, demon, whomever.

Even with these traits, his face still appears to be the most handsomest man any woman would love to bed.

No one can resist the hypnotic trance of Macavity. The true Napoleon of Hell.

“Oh my precious little Winchester,” I gripped onto his hand that held my throat trying to free myself before I blacked out. “You think you can escape from me? I know where your brothers and those angels are taking you. And I’m coming for you my sweet. I promise, this time when I fix you, you won’t ever turn back”.

“Please…..just kill me” I begged.

“Oh my dear you would wish that wouldn’t you? But you are just too good to kill, that’s why I turned you into my weapon. You could’ve taken your revenge, finally ended the endless hell that your brothers have put you through, yet you failed me. Your humanity just had to pop out all because of a song. Well this time that won’t happen again”. Suddenly I felt his hand go right through my chest and that’s when I felt myself jolt up awake.

I let out a gasp and gripped tightly onto a soft, fabric blue jacket and that’s when I saw Jack still beside me and he said.

“You were trembling in your sleep, I thought it best to wake you up before anything else happened to you”. I leaned up against him and hugged him as tight as I could.

“Hey (y/n), good to see you’re up. Come on we just got here, everyone’s waiting to see yah” Dean said as he peeked in through the window. Jack opened up his door and got out first before holding out his hand for me to take.

I took his hand and he gently pulled me out and I was soon staring at a very familiar house with some very familiar female faces that I had not seen in forever.

Welcome to Jody Mill’s hunting home for Wayward Sisters.

Jody, Patience, Claire, Alex, and Donna. The founding members and probably the five most badass chicks besides myself that go into the Hunting business. They all greeted me with cheers or simple waves and I was truly surprised.

“What? How did—you guys did this?” I asked turning towards my brothers.

“We felt like you could use some time off away from the Bunker, but we knew you still needed to be protected just in case so—we called Jody up and she’s allowed us to stay for the week” said Sam with a smile. I looked at my big brother and trudged up to him and hugged him as tight as I could.

“I love you yah big moose”. He chuckled and rocked me slightly before I turned towards Dean and hugged him as well. He proceeded to lift me up and give me a small kiss on my head. I then did the same for Cas and Jack knowing that they were also involved before I raced up to the girls.

“Come here sweetheart” Jody said as she hugged me motherly. Ever since the first few cases we’ve helped her with, Jody has become the mother I never really had (I’d really rather not talk about my birth mother just know there were a lot of booze and drugs) I’ve looked up to her for womanly problems and she was always there to lend me a hand when it came to girl stuff.

As we separated I was suddenly picked up and twirled around by Sheriff Donna. Ever since that case with the weight losses monster scam, she’s basically kinda loved me and my brothers then once she found out the truth about monsters, she really became like the fun aunt that you just want to hang out with for me. She’s definitely a hugger but you learn to get pass her hyperness because when thing get serious, you never want to be on her bad side.

I then moved to the girls who were around my age or slightly older or younger than me. First I set my eyes on Alex; The once kidnapped girl and forced to become a sort of “Vampire trafficker” for a nest. But the moment my brothers, Jody and I came to save her, she did the right thing and ever since then she’s been trying to clean herself up and she’s done a pretty good job at that.

Sure there were some ups and downs like one of her victims coming back to kill her and everyone else she loved but we put a stop to those dicks and I even got to comfort her of her broken heart since her supposed boyfriend only went out with her because he was told to ever since he was turned.

“Hey Alex, how you been?”

“School still sucks but at least I’ll be graduating soon”. I smiled at her and we both hugged each other. It was then my eyes soon set on Claire.

Ahh yes, Claire Novak. The daughter of Castiel’s vessel Jimmy Novak. But ever since that day when Cas was booted out of Jimmy, that turned everything around for her. This girl has been through so much crap that I’m surprised she didn’t end up either killing herself or going mad and be put in a mental institution.

Sure she’s got a mouth on her and can be a real bitch sometimes but when push comes to shove, she won’t hesitate to kill anyone who threatens her family. I stood before her and I said.

“Hello bitch”.

“Hey whore” she said to me. I smirked at her and we both clapped out hands together before bringing each other for a brief hug. “So demon messing with you head huh? Been there before”.

“Claire!” Jody hissed. I waved it off telling her it was fine and I said to her.

“Yep, same psycho bastard that made me become Hela basically”.

“Gotta admit though, that does come in handy”. I nodded in agreement. I then turned to the newest member of the Wayward sisters, Patience Moseley.

Patience is actually the granddaughter of Missouri Moseley, a psychic that once helped out my brothers over 10 years ago before I met them and long story short we ended up saving her from a wraith that was killing psychics. Apparently her dad kicked her out because of her visions so Jody gave her a place in her home and adopted her as another daughter.

After the whole Dreamwalker incident with Kaia (Chuck rest her soul) I ended up on a random highway alone and that’s when I was found fortunately by Donna whom I explained everything to and I sent the call to Jody. We all met up and rescued my brothers from the bad place, and from that moment forward, the Wayward Sisters were born. I hugged her and I said.

“So you getting your powers down at all since I last saw you?”

“Visions come up every now and then, thankfully they come up at the right time during hunts. I’ve been able to prevent more deaths from happening each time”.

“Alright way to go Raven Baxter” I teased her with the nickname.

“Okay what do you say we get you all set up into your rooms and I’ve got some steak and potatoes just cooking in the kitchen”. Jody said as she picked up my suitcase.

“Oh yeah Jody I love you right now!” my brother Dean proclaimed as he hugged her. Jody smiled and patted his back and we all soon gathered inside Jody’s place.

I was sharing a room with Claire and as I unpacked my stuff she was currently laying on her bed and she said.

“So that new guy that’s around you guys, he the one you banging?” I choked on air and I looked at her in shock and said.

“Claire what the hell!? No!”

“Hey I’m just askin. He’s been following you like some sappy puppy and he’s not bad looking, kind reminds me of a young Leo DiCaprio”.

“Yeah I guess he kinda does. But it’s too soon for all that, we’ve barely reached our 1 year anniversary”. I said. Once I finished unpacking my stuff in Claire’s room, we both went back downstairs to see everyone sitting at the table ready to eat. I sat between my brothers and for the first time I ate a proper dinner meal.

I happily ate the steak and mashed potatoes along with a couple of Hawaiian rolls and some green beans. Once dinner was done, Sammy and I helped out with Jody cleaning the table up and putting any leftovers in the fridge.

It was then Patience, Alex and Claire took me outside for a little teenage girl quality time. We were outside listening to some loud music and dancing around like we just didn’t care. It then progressed into a dance off battle between me and Patience vs. Alex and Claire.

Alex had just gotten done with her epic routine and who would’ve thought that girl could dance so good, guess she got a secret spot on the dance team at her school or something. Now it was my turn.

The Black eyed Peas “Let’s get it started” soon came on the stereo and I just let go and let the music take control over me. From all those years watching Youtube videos of hip-hop dancers or even watching the BEP music videos watching some of their moves I danced along to the song.

As I ended my dance with my hands crossed over my chest and tilted my chin upwards very quickly taunting both the girls telling them that while they had skills, they didn’t have my skills. It was then I heard an applause behind me and I could hear Dean cheering and whistling.

I smiled at them and bowed as the grownups plus Jack applauded at me. But that’s when the trouble truly started.

(A/N: TRUST ME WHEN I SAY YOU’RE GONNA WANNA HEAR THIS. This will give you an idea of Macavity’s laugh)

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Suddenly the stereo went berserk and let out a loud screeching sound and suddenly the entire place as well as any house nearby went completely black.

“What the hell was that?” asked Jody.

“Maybe blew out a fuse, stereos tend to do that”. Suggested Dean.

“No it can’t be, that stereo was recently bought last week”. Suddenly a sinister laugh echoed through the darkness. A laugh that I knew all too well.

Sparks from the electrical wires sparked and the stereo made the crashing sounds from the speakers once more and I exclaimed.

“He’s here!”

“Who?” asked Claire.

“Macavity! He’s found me!” I said fearfully. I held my head in my hands and started feeling my chest become too tight as I could barely breathe properly. I soon felt Sammy’s arms wrap around me and he said.

“Don’t worry, we won’t let him get you”.

“Alright everyone arm yourselves and get ready” stated Dean.

The entire backyard was now pitch black, no lights were seen for miles. Everyone circled around me protectively and I could hear either guns being cocked or knives being taken out of their sheaths. Macavity’s haunting laugh soon echoed through the night once more but he still wasn’t making himself known.

I whimpered fearfully as I tried to wake myself up thinking this was all a dream but I knew I was kidding myself. I felt Sam stroke down my hair trying to calm me down as the circle of hunters and angels got tighter and tighter as they waited for Macavity to show himself.

Suddenly in a flash of light, Macavity appeared on the roof of Jody’s house laughing manically. He held his hands outward and I knew immediately what he was doing because I could feel his magic affecting me too.

He had everyone of us paralyzed with our arms outward almost like we were begging for forgiveness before being smite down by God. He soon levitated down towards the ground and some of us were even forced down onto the ground in submission.

His wicked smile spread across his face as his laugh pierced the night sky before suddenly disappearing from our sights. Once he was gone, we were all suddenly free from his power and panting softly.

“What the hell did he just do to us?” demanded Dean.

“His hypnotic paralyzing spell. With just an outspread of his hand, he can force an entire stadium of people to keep their eyes on him and become his temporary puppets while he completes a task” I explained.

“Guys….Jody’s missing!” proclaimed Donna. It was then we finally began to notice that Donna was right. Jody was nowhere to be seen.

“Jody?”

“Jody!?” We all cried out.

“He took her” I stated shakily. Everyone turned to me and I said, “He told me he’d take everyone I held most dear, he probably had his goons take Jody while he had the rest of us under his spell”.

“Well we can’t wait around forever. Jack take the girls inside, Sammy you me, Cas and Donna are gonna scope out the area for either Jody or this Macavity bastard”. Said Dean.

“Oh hell no! Jody is out there missing I am not gonna stay here and hide like some helpless mouse!” exclaimed Claire in an extremely pissed off tone.

“Claire, Macavity is not like any other monster you’ve faced. He could easily end you or torture you like he’s done to (y/n). I won’t let you be affected by him too” Cas said protectively. Claire looked at the angel and swore that she saw bits of her father looking back at her.

“Besides Claire, (y/n) is gonna need every bit of protection she can get. If you won’t do this for us, then do it for her”. Claire then turned towards me and I looked at her and she groaned and said.

“Just please bring her back safe and alive”. My brothers nodded and soon Jack, me and the girls all got inside the barn right next door to Jody’s place.

We warded off the entire barn with every signa we could think of that would hopeful ward off Macavity but I knew deep down he’d find a way. He’s been able to make both Crowley and Lucifer his bitches if he wanted to. I was sitting on top of a pile of hay when I felt Jack sitting himself right beside me.

“He won’t get you now”.

“He’ll find a way. He always finds a way. So long as I’m still connected to him as his weapon”. I lowered my head into my arms and could hear his voice in my head taunting me. Soon I felt two hands cup my face and I was soon looking deeply into Jack’s eyes. His eyes soon phased to gold and my mind was put at ease no longer feeling fear or anxiety.

Just warmth and peacefulness.

I smiled softly and thanked him and he smiled back like a puppy and leaned forward and kissed my nose. Soon my brothers, Donna and Cas came back into the barn and Alex said.

“Did you find her?”

“No, trails cold. There’s not even a single footprint to even track”. Soon Macavity’s laugh was once again heard through the darkness and I heard Dean growl.

“God I’m really starting to get annoyed with that laugh of his!”

“No shit” I heard Claire say. Suddenly a knock was heard. We all looked towards the door and a voice called out.

“Guys it’s me, Jody. Let me in!” My brothers cautiously walked up to the door, Sam held his gun in place while Dean slowly unbolted the door and soon standing there on the other side was Jody. “Thanks guys”.

“Jody what happened?” asked Sam.

“Well when Macavity had you all under whatever it was that he did….I was suddenly grabbed by these cat-like demons and taken away deep into the woods. Luckily I managed to beat the hell out of them and make my escape”. She explained.

The girls soon all came up to Jody hugging and crying happily for her safe return.

But something didn’t sit right with me.

My body became tense and I started getting fidgety and only one person in existence made me this shaky. Jack turned to me and said.

“(Y/n), what’s wrong? It’s just Jody. She’s alright”. I suddenly sat up and summoned a battle axe in my hand and Dean said.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa take it easy baby girl it’s Jody! Remember?”

“Everyone get away from him!” Donna looked at Jody concerned and that’s when Alex said.

“(Y/n) it really is Jody”.

“Yeah, I can even sense that this is Jody’s aurora” Patience said. I charged and forced all the girls to back away from ‘Jody’ and charged again to make sure Donna was clear out of the way.

“(Y/n) what’s wrong?” asked Cas. My whole body was shaking with both fear and rage as I finally worked up the courage to jump onto Jody’s back and I roared out.

“I’LL SHOW YOU!!!” The two of us then were spinning around and around and around until suddenly a flash of light came through the barn and I held the disguised skin of Jody Mills and everyone was screaming out one name.

“MACAVITY!!!” I rushed towards my brothers who both kept me behind them as they withdrew their guns and fired as many shots as they could. But of course for any demon, these bullets did absolutely nothing to Macavity. He merely smirked at my brothers and lifted his hand to blood bend out a whip.

He then whipped Alex and Claire across their faces sending them down just for the hell of it and not once taking his eyes off my brothers.

“The famous Dean and Sam Winchester. I’ve heard so much about you from my prized weapon. Especially you Sam. The one who let her go and brought her to me”.

“You shut your damn mouth you sick son of a bitch! What I did—what happened was an accident and I’ve learned from that. But what you’ve done to our sister…..you deserve so much worse than Hell”. Sammy growled venomously. Macavity smirked and merely said with a shrug.

“Pity, I find Hell to be quite a paradise”. He then pushed my brothers away leaving me completely defenseless. He suddenly appeared right in front of me gripping my throat tightly and he said right in my face. “I told you I would find you. You can’t hide from me my prized weapon”. I was now flung over his shoulder and I was thrashing wildly like an animal.

I screamed, kicked, scratched whatever I could I even tried to summon a weapon but thanks to him, he was forcing my powers to go dormant so I couldn’t fight against him.

I felt a grip at my hand and I soon saw Castiel gripping onto my wrist tightly trying to pull me free from Macavity’s grip. Soon I ended up like a rope as I was being pulled between Angel and Demon. I gripped onto Cas’s sleeve as tight as I could and tried to pull myself towards him but Macavity had a strong and powerful grip on my ankles.

Suddenly I was caught and held bridal style by none other than Jack. He carried me away and raced off holding me as close and tight as he could as he fled from Macavity.

Cas stood between us and Macavity and he sneered at the sorcerer Demon.

“You. Will not. Go anywhere near her again!” Macavity chuckled darkly and said just before sending a strong punch across Castiel’s face.

“And just who is powerful enough to stop me?” With his angel grace boiling inside him and his protective nature for the Winchesters shined through, Cas’s wings soon came out and his eyes sparked blue and he said.

“Me”. He then punched Macavity hard across his face, which ended up literally dislocating his jaw.

He looked at Castiel in shock before he snapped his jaw back into place with a loud crack which made all of us cringe and he said.

“Finally, a real challenge”. Cas revealed his angel blade and Macavity summoned out an angel blade as well that he had acquired after torturing and killing an angel himself.

The two deities proceeded to circle each other staring each other down waiting for the other to make the first move.

Jack brought my head close to his chest so that I wouldn’t have to look at what was about to unfold as I felt his wings wrap protectively around me, shielding me from what was to happen.

*3rd Person POV*

Both Castiel and Macavity stared each other down, both glowing with pure and raw power and finally they charged at each other leaping in the air like a true demon and angel fight.

Macavity made the first strike right into Castiel’s shoulder with the angel blade which made Cas groan in pain but he quickly made a strike right for Macavity’s face, giving him a nice long scar from his eye down to his chin. Both deities landed on the ground and as Cas gripped his shoulder in pain, Macavity chanted a spell and suddenly turned into a large snake.

He wrapped himself around Castiel squeezing his neck tightly trying to choke the angel but Cas managed to stab him with his angel blade making Macavity coil back and writhe in pain on the floor. Cas gripped his angel blade tight as Macavity soon began to shapeshift back into his normal form.

He then charged right at the demon and that was when Macavity picked Castiel up and not like a simple choke-grip but like a wrestling move pick up holding the angel vertical for a good moment before literally tossing him across the other side of the room.

Everyone called out Cas’s name in shock or horror wondering if their angel friend was alright. As Castiel slowly pushed himself back onto his feet, he was sudden scratched across the face by cat-like claws across his face before suddenly going under some hypnotic trance.

Macavity was now trying to get inside Castiel’s mind much like he had done to (y/n) all those years ago through months of torture. He wanted to put Castiel under his spell so that he could have a second hand weapon to handle the hunters while he would retrieve his long lost weapon.

But strong willed, Castiel managed to break Macavity’s spell which surprised him since no one had been able to resist his magic. The two of them went a couple of rounds with nothing but raw and powerful punches at each other but it was then Macavity went to stab Castiel with the angel blade.

Just before the blade went deep enough to kill Castiel, suddenly a powerful force stopped Macavity midway through his attack as well as sending Castiel away from Macavity’s grip towards the other side of the barn. Some of the girls came around Cas and soon Macavity’s eyes turned towards Jack.

His eyes glowing as he was using his power to now crush every bone in Macavity’s body. His rage growing at the fact that this demon not only tried to kill his father, but he was now staring down the very same demon who had for years tormented and tortured his beloved (y/n).

“So it is true—the Nephilim spawn of Lucifer himself” Macavity mocked.

“You hurt my family. My friends. My. Love!” He tightened his hand which made Macavity crumble down to the ground in pain. He smirked at Jack and started to slowly rise up which shocked Jack because so far no one has been able to withstand his powers.

He then pushed Jack back using his own powers against him but even then Macavity was starting to feel weak. Which was a good sign for the hunters.

Dean leaped into action and stabbed Macavity in the back with the demon knife and he sneered in the demon’s ear.

“That was for my sister”. Macavity punched Dean right in the face sending him down to the ground. Donna, Alex and Patience soon got in and fired a couple rounds into Macavity with their shotguns. Once they ran out as he began to back away injured and barely able to boost up his magic, Claire then came out with silver tiger claws that she herself fashioned and gave a few good deep scratches into Macavity’s side and thigh.

He then began to retreat as fast as he could. Dean and Sam both immediately race after the demon as he was now on the top level of the barn reaching for some hidden cable wires. He connected them together which created a powerful electrical light which ended up shocking everyone in the barn.

When they all came around after having the shock of their life, they were surprised to see that Macavity was gone.

*My POV*

“(Y/n), (y/n) come on baby wake up”. I opened my eyes to see Jack standing over me and my brother Sam holding a flashlight onto both of them.

“Sam? Jack?”

“Oh thank god you’re still with us (y/n)”. Jack said as he held me close. I embraced him back and I turned towards Sam.

“Is—is he…..”

“He got away. There’s no sign of him at all, it’s like he was never here”. I sighed solemnly and I said.

“Well that’s Macavity for you, whenever crime strikes again, Macavity’s not there”. I then looked ahead to see Claire and Dean sitting on either side of Castiel. I raced over towards them and knelt down in front of Cas and saw the damage Macavity had done to him, all because of me.

“(Y/n), this wasn’t your fault”. I heard Cas say. He groaned in pain and continued as Jack came over and healed his wounds, “None of this was your fault, I couldn’t stand by and watch as he took you again and tortured you as he once did. Along with your brothers, you mean too much to me and if anything happened to you—” I stopped him by embracing him.

I felt him embrace me back and I helped Jack heal Cass up and once our beloved angel was fully healed from his injuries I turned to face my brothers. I walked up to them and they pulled me close to them and I held onto them with all my might.

“I thought he’d—”

“Shhh, don’t speak. We’re here, alive and still kickin ass” Dean said. They both kissed the top of my head and we stayed there for a moment before I finally said.

“But what about Jody? She’s missing because of me”.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find her. And we won’t stop looking until we do” said Sam.

“Perhaps I can help with that”. We all turned around and through a flickering lamp Lucifer suddenly appeared.

“What the hell?” Dean muttered as everyone drew out their weapons and Dean continued, “You got no right being here!”

“Whoa, whoa take it easy Dean-o, I come in peace baring a gift”. He then snapped his finger and soon spearing right beside him was Jody.

The real Jody.

“Jody?” gasped Claire. Jody turned towards us and nodded at us. Soon all the girls ran up to her and they embraced her and she hugged them back all of them crying in happiness. I turned towards Satin himself and I said.

“Why would you do this?”

“Sweetie-pie those minions of his are completely spineless, they roll over and show their bellies at the first sight of someone higher up than they are, you of all people would know that”. I glared at him giving him my best demon-interrogation stank eye before he continued, “Alright, alright enough with the stare already. Dad it even sends shivers up my spine and I’m supposed to be Big bad daddy of Hell. That Macavity bastard has gone too far already, not only has he refused to share magic which rightfully belongs to me, he’s messed with my favorite toys. Only I get to mess with you Winchesters, I’ve been messing with you way before he ever came into the picture. So I tell you what; if I can help you find a way to end that feline bastard once and for all, would you let me take first cracks at him”.

“First of all how do we know we can even trust you?” Cass stated defensively.

“You don’t, but like I said you all have been searching what—2 years on how to kill him and have come up with nada? That’s because he rarely makes attacks on humans physically, this is the first time in over 5 millennia’s he’s ever physically attacked human beings on Earth. So, do we have a deal?” I looked at my brothers, Cass and Jack.

I knew this was crazy, we’ve teamed up with Lucifer before and it always ends with him stabbing us in the back but now—this seems promising even more so than with the Darkness. I could tell Lucifer hated Macavity just as much as I did so I spoke up.

“Deal“.

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