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Salvation's Sin -- Open
It was the disturbance of the natural balance that had dragged him him, out of his normal hunting grounds. He was still planning, plotting the recovery of Heaven from those who had thought it fit to seize the power of the Lord's throne.
A presence behind him had his back stiffening, his angel blade slipping into his hand. "Who are you, and what have you to do with this?" he growled.
The angel stared. If ever he felt like cursing, now would be it. He leaned it, grabbing the front of the Winchester's shirt. "Where is the vial?"
Dean smirked and spat in the Angel’s face.
“That’s something for me to know and for you to keep wondering. Now why don’t you go and be a mighty morphin power ranger somewhere else?”
exit-stage-crowley asked you:
Crowley appears next to Dean, sizes up the situation, grabs Dean’s arm, and teleports them both back home.
The Hunter had never been so happy to see the Demon in his life. With a cocky grin at Michael, he just had time to give him the finger before he was teleported away.
His stomach lurched and his head span, but Dean managed a watery smile at the Demon.
“Thanks…”
He stood in front of Dean, is foot pressing down on Dean's leg. "Tell me who you are giving it to."
A growling yell was torn from his throat as Michael pressed his foot down onto his leg. The Hunter was unsure whether simply calling for the Demon would work. But there wasn’t much chance of getting out of this alive. Well… If the Angel wanted to know…
“Crowley.”
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Summon away
ooc: I have forgotten how to do the summon....
Can it be done whilst an Archangel is kicking your ass?
"Lucifer is not going to let your brother go." He stepped forward, releasing another Grace blast. "Give me the Vial, and I will do what I can for your brother."
The blast caught him in the left shoulder and he grunted in pain as he was slammed into the wall again. The Hunter slid down the cracked wall and slumped onto the floor.
"I have already made my deals. I have secured Sam's future. I am keeping the Vial until it is time to give it up to the person I have promised it to. You'll have to kill me to get it back."
"You stated it before." Irritably, he allowed the bullets to slam in to him, though they had no effect. "I want to hold it over him. To have him in my power."
"If that's all you want, then there's really no way you're getting it from me. I need this to save Sam. If you're the big brother, then you won't need the Grace to have power over him."
Two of the bullets hit him, his Grace filling in the skin almost instantly, though he was distracted for a few seconds. Michael stretched out his hand, his Grace flaring, pushing a force toward the hunter.
"Shit..."
The Grace hit him in the chest and knocked the air from his lungs. Before he could even take a breath, Dean felt his feet leave the ground and he was slammed back into the wall.
"Why do you want it so bad?"
The Hunter fired off another two shots as he tried to scramble away from the Angel.
He sighed. "Then I will take the measures I deem fit." he said, the angel blade appearing in his hand.
Green eyes fixed on the knife and his hand trembled as he drew the gun from his hip.
"Well... Guess I'll be defending myself best I can."
He fired off three shots, all aiming for the Angel's head. Dean knew it wouldn't kill Michael, but it might give him the time he needed to run.
