First things first. So this is my first serious fanfic i have written in quite some time now.
I DON'T OWN SUPERNATURAL! ALL RIGHTS BELONGS TO THE RESPECTIVE OWNERS OF THE SHOW!
Rated M just in case because of violence, blood and curse words ;) And again i am so very sorry for grammer/spelling mistakes. Hope you like it :)
Don't forget: My first language isn't english ;).
The dark side is waiting for you brother
Chapter 1
Battle cries filled the huge hall, cut through the air like a mighty sword.
A human and an angel fought side by side to survive.
Their opponents were numerous, their weapons were not enough, but they had to try everything in their powers to survive.
They weren't allowed to make any mistakes or they would die.
"Cas watch out! Behind you!"
The angel turned around and was just able to dodge an attack by a demon.
He quickly pressed his flat hand against his attacker's forehead and the demon died with a long, loud cry.
"DEAN!"
Castiel's eyes went rigid with shock as his companion was thrown to the ground by two demons. One held him down, the other raised his knife, ready to ram it into his chest and to send him back to hell.
But they forgot that their second opponent was an angel of the Lord and within a few seconds Castiel was by their sides and killed them at the same time as he pressed his hands against their foreheads and killed them with his heavenly power.
Panting and whimpering in pain, Dean let his friend help him back to his feet.
Back to back they stood there, trying not to let one second off the eyes of their opponents, but there were just too many.
Slowly they were circled, the circle was drawn closer and the demons raised their weapons, ready to kill the two friends.
"Shit! What do we do now?" Dean cursed, his heart pounding so hard in his chest that it started to hurt.
He had gotten severe wounds which bled heavily and weakened him and he secretly wondered how they had both come into this shitty situation.
He could remember that Bobby had found a few omen which were been close to them and he and Castiel wanted to check this, since they followed still one goal: to stop Lucifer and stop the apocalypse before it all go down the drain and this world would suffocate in flames.
"Come on Cas! Do something! Get us out of here!"
"I can't Dean!"
"This should surely be a joke!"
Dean reached out and struck one of the dark-eyed men to the ground and he rammed the dagger in his chest and the demon died screaming in agony under his hands.
Castiel looked after the rest of the demons on the other side who attacked them now.
There were more and more and the two combatants were becoming weaker by the second.
"Cas. Our chances are not good, what should we do?"
"I don't know, Dean. Fight as long as you can. You can't give up now."
"The same goes for you angel! We can't let them win this fight! Not today and not tomorrow. Never!"
Driven by new powers Dean and Castiel ran into the direction of the pack of bloodthirsty demons who was left and with the very last strength they had, the two managed to destroy the servants of Hell.
Completely exhausted the human and the angel fell in the middle of the great hall to the ground.
Now they were sitting there, back to back and did not speak a word to each other.
Too exhausted they were from the fight, too much hurt their bodies by the many wounds that both had to suffer.
But now it was finally over.
The demons were dead and they could finally disappear as soon as they would feel better.
One moment they wanted to sit there, build up their energy reserves at least, not knowing that this little moment would be the biggest mistake of their lives.
When Dean heard the menacing growl, it was already too late.
The clicking of claws, which scraping across the floor, penetrate to his ears.
Putrid breath stung his nose and another deep growl made him get goosebumps.
"Oh no..."
More the hunter could not get out as another growl penetrated to his ears.
And then another and another…
"Dean. I can see them... "
"I know Cas ..."
Dean closed his eyes and just wished it would be over soon.
He had no strength anymore.
Not enough strength to fight against this hellspawn who approached them with slow steps.
"They circle a us. Dean! What should we do?"
„We can't do anything Cas…"
The Angel tried to get up but his legs failed him and he fell right back, slammed his back into Deans, but not a sound left the bloody lips of the young hunter.
"Against Hellhounds we have no chance..."