territorial - SN drabble - PG, gen
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tigriswolfTitle: territorial
Fandom: “Supernatural” with a dash of mythology thrown in
Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun.
Warnings: spoilers for 4.17; I assume, AU
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 265
Point of view: third
He turns and there stands the angel, glorious and bright with Creator’s grace. “Wondered when you’d turn up,” he says, centering his gravity and preparing for a fight.
“You will not go near the Winchesters again,” the angel proclaims, voice ringing with authority from On High.
And it might work if he didn’t have tendrils in the heavens and didn’t know all those vicious rumors working their way through the winged.
“They did catch my fancy,” he drawls, smirking at the way the angel stiffens, those silver wings flaring. “That Dean, man—in all my years, that boy’s somethin’ else. You know?” He licks his lips. “And Sam… he’s got potential, that one.”
The angel stalks forward, eyes dangerous. Lightning sparks at his fingertips.
First the Winchesters, now this punk—it’s the most fun he’s had in years. He’s really gotta call Coyote up, share stories with the kid.
The angel hisses, “You will stay away from them or I will smite you into dust.”
He laughs outright at that. “I’m Chaos given flesh, kiddo,” he says. “I’m the spirit of Earth, mother and father to anarchy and confusion, and I’m just as important as you are in the scheme of things. You can’t kill me anymore’n I can kill you.” He spreads his arms and smiles widely. “I’m Trickster King.” He winks. “Your boy’s back in the fight now. You should thank me.”
The angel’s jaw clenches and his eyes flash holy fire. Whatever he wants to say, he holds it in and light flashes as he goes.
And Ansani laughs, loud and long.
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Date: 2009-03-29 07:37 pm (UTC)I've always thought that the trickster gods would be especially fond of all of the Winchesters, especially Dean. They're not evil gods-nor necessarily good...but I think they'd help the boys out. Eventually. After a good long torment or few, as Sam could tell us all about...It would be hard to be grateful to somebody like that, though. I imagine an angel *would* find the tricksters quite frustrating-and demons, too, as nothing in their arsenal would really work on the gods, unless they themselves permitted it.
Poor Castiel. :D
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Date: 2009-03-30 01:02 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-29 08:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-30 01:03 am (UTC)ha, you wrote it :>
Date: 2009-03-29 09:08 pm (UTC)Re: ha, you wrote it :>
Date: 2009-03-30 01:05 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-30 02:20 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-30 02:58 am (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2009-03-30 11:52 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-30 11:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-30 02:55 pm (UTC)While watching the episode I was pretty certain that the angels trying to get Dean back on track (wasn't too hard to figure that out, I guess), but I was actually hoping for the trickster to be the one behind it. Especially after I realized they were Smith & Wesson, I was half convinced that the whole setup was more trickster-like than angelic. So obiously your fic shows us what really happened :)
Phorenice
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Date: 2009-03-30 11:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-31 07:43 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-31 01:01 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-31 10:05 pm (UTC)I do believe I'm loving your take on Zachariah. So very, very much... He'd be an awesome Trickster! Good thing we've got you, love. *smishes*
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Date: 2009-03-31 10:39 pm (UTC)I refuse to believe he's an angel. At least, until Castiel confirms it.