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Title: steel’s kiss and satin’s touch
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for “Lazarus Rising”
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 730
Point of view: second

 

He doesn’t remember Hell. He remembers dying, the pain and the fear. He remembers waking in a box beneath half a foot of dirt. But what came in-between—a blank.

You’re thankful for that.

o0o

Tell us, Lord, your demons whisper. What next?

Find me Lilith, you command. You’ve been saying the same thing for three months, ever since you embraced Azazel’s curse.

They hurry away, like they have every night, but another approaches you. Ruby in her newest body hovers at your shoulder.

Leave us, you tell her. Go make sure Dean is safe.

With a pout, she goes. You watch as the stranger comes ever closer, and then you realize it is no stranger at all.

o0o

No demon would bargain with you. The devil’s gate wouldn’t open. You had power and will, anger and despair, but none of it mattered. Nothing worked, and Dean’s body rotted in the ground because you refused to burn him.

You are Samuel, a deep voice said two months after. Samuel, he who is Azazel’s chosen.

I am, you responded, raising your head from a tablet older than Christianity.

A shadow manifested before you. You seek to reclaim your brother from the Pit.

I do, you said. And I will.

If you swear to aid me in a single endeavor, Samuel, the shadow promised, I will return your brother to his body, healed and whole, with no memory of what he suffered Below.

Who are you? you demanded, hope causing you to be curt.

My name is unimportant. I can do what I say.

You’d tried everything else and nothing worked. So you agreed.

o0o

I kept my word, Samuel, the shadow says.

Yes, you reply. So you have. What do you ask in return? What endeavor do you want my help with?

I have been a warrior for longer than this planet has existed, Samuel. Make me a general in your army. The shadow coalesces into a masculine form. I am weary of the politics that plague Above. I tire of trumpets and pearls.

You stare at him, the shadow who gave you back your brother. You told Dean the Lord had work for him.

So you do, Samuel.

You throw back your head in a laugh. Very well, Castiel, you say. Destroy Ruby for me and you can take her place.

He nods and fades away.

o0o

Tell us, Lord, your demons whisper, begging at your feet. What next?

Seek out those receptive to our cause, you say. No matter what title they have or what form they wear. You watch them stream away, filling the sky with black wings only you can see.

And I, Lord? Castiel asks, standing at your left.

Go to Dean, you command. Watch over him, keep him safe. Lilith still wants him.

He nods and goes.

o0o

Alone, you sink to the ground, loosening your muscles. Closing your eyes, you center yourself.

Lilith is still free and that cannot be allowed. Ruby told you that you wouldn’t be able to track her, but Castiel said you could.

Lilith was one of the first of His creations, Castiel murmured, watching Dean watch you, invisible to all mortal eyes. That charlatan whose place I took could never track her, and so wouldn’t know you could.

Dean’s gaze flicked to Castiel in the corner, then shook himself and went back to pretending to watch Oprah.

Your brother is special, Lord, Castiel said.

I know, you replied. And until the war actually starts, you will keep him safe.

As you will it, he said, and you knew it was good.

o0o

You hunt Lilith, placate Dean, avoid Bobby, and command a force of demons. Slowly, steadily, that force grows, swelled by vampires and werewolves, ghouls and rakshasas—everything you’ve ever hunted and more.

It is no wonder when a handful of angels join you. Castiel greets them by name.

Your mark is on them all.

o0o

A year to the day Castiel gave you back Dean, four of your fallen bring you Lilith. She is diminished in both presence and power, and before your army, you completely destroy her.

They all roar and howl, and the war will soon begin.

o0o

Tell us, Lord, your acolytes and soldiers whisper. What next?

Your gaze turns skyward and you smile.

On your left, Castiel’s wings flare in preparation.

On your right, Dean says, Christ is mine.

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Date: 2008-09-22 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noybusiness.livejournal.com
Oo, creepy delicious.

Have you listened to those pieces from the Doctor Who Proms?

You know, it's interesting the similarities Supernatural has/has developed with Hex.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-23 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] noybusiness.livejournal.com
You're welcome!

You're sure to like at least some of them, there's quite a range. Maybe you'll like them all!

Hex is a British series that ran for two seasons, 2004-2005. It's a supernatural drama set in a private school in Medenham. There's explicit sex and violence, and relationship drama.

The main antagonist is Azazeal (sound familiar?). His son Malachi is an Antichrist figure, like Evil!Sam. The main witch character Cassie is a bit like Sam too. Her ghost best friend Thelma is like a lighter version of Dean in many respects. Cassie dies in the second season, and the replacement main character is a witch named Ella. Ella's angel advisor Raphael is bad news. Conversely, Malachi's demon advisor Mephistopheles goes good (helping Ella's boyfriend Leon) and is punished for it.

It's been compared to Buffy, with Cassie or Ella as Buffy, Thelma as Willow, Leon as Xander, and Roxanne as Cordelia, but the comparison is not that accurate. The headmaster Tyrel and literature teacher Jo are also interesting characters.

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Date: 2008-09-23 03:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] soxykitty.livejournal.com
Oh wow that's awesome... I'd love it if the show went in some direction like that!

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Date: 2008-09-23 06:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grand-sophy.livejournal.com
This reminds me of Dean's fear that Ruby wanted Sam for her very own "Anti-Christ Superstar". Now I want the musical version.

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Date: 2008-09-23 10:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] coell.livejournal.com
Good one!

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Date: 2008-09-23 02:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rei-c.livejournal.com
Oh, brilliant. Love the wordplay Castiel used. *Grin*

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Date: 2008-09-23 02:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dazzlebug.livejournal.com
Holy shizzlesticks. So creepy and DARK!

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Date: 2008-09-23 03:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] caley-w.livejournal.com
I really liked this. In the back of my mind, my first thought about Castiel was that he was lying, but you never know. I liked your take.

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Date: 2008-09-23 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] creepylicious.livejournal.com
Oh...your writing gives me goose bumps every time.
On your right, Dean says, Christ is mine.
That's just so powerful.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-23 07:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sadelyrate.livejournal.com
*twirls you around in utter GLEE*

"You told Dean the Lord had work for him.

So you do, Samuel."


*SMISHES THE AWESOME FIC*

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-23 11:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yaoi-anti-drug.livejournal.com
"Christ is mine." <--- *faints*

I love the idea for this! Castiel instead of this stupid new Ruby makes me sooo happy! And that line about Dean being special makes me squee in delight. You are AWESOME!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-24 06:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] smirkalot-89.livejournal.com
YOU kill me again my friend. Seriously I am creeped, excited and freaking bouncing off the walls after this fic!

The tone and word choice in the piece really make the story something and that last line... oh dear g.Castiel. I want this to happen, as long as Sam and Dean end on the same side I really wouldn't care if they were evil peeps.

Thanks for making my day!!!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-24 07:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dreamlittleyo.livejournal.com
oh, honey honey HONEY! This is AWESOME. *absolutely adores* This is how it needs to be!

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Date: 2008-09-25 01:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] venilia.livejournal.com
Woooow. *awe face* This is cool.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-28 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] monicawoe.livejournal.com
This is gorgeous and made me shiver.

(no subject)

Date: 2008-09-30 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] grayscaled.livejournal.com
This has been recced in the current edition (http://community.livejournal.com/crack_impala/154003.html) of [livejournal.com profile] crack_impala.

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Date: 2008-09-30 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] emgrace4.livejournal.com
Very creepy, but still good! Nice ideas in here that I would never have thought up. :)

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Date: 2008-09-30 03:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] drgaellon
Holy frijoles, that's creepy!wonderful!

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Date: 2008-09-30 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dreamsofoctober.livejournal.com
I have chills. Like honest to goodness, chills. Man *whistles*

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Date: 2008-09-30 12:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] counteragent.livejournal.com
Whee! Awesome.

^_^

Date: 2008-09-30 05:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] angels-sin-616.livejournal.com
Amazing! you do creepy well. I hope the boys end up on the same side in the end. i also love how you played Castiel's quote.

*hugs you*

(no subject)

Date: 2008-10-07 09:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] twasadark.livejournal.com
A powerful, dark piece. Well done!

(no subject)

Date: 2008-10-08 11:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aja-evenstar.livejournal.com
Woah.

You're one of the best writers when it comes to using the mythology the show gives us, in my opinion. And your word choice/writing style is always perfect. It sets the tone so well.

I reckon you should totally be on the show's writing team ;) You could come up with a thing or two!

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