09x10 - Spiral Architect - Part One: Metaphoric Motor-Replay
Episode Number: 09x10 of Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Spiral Architect
Subtitle: Metaphoric Motor-Replay
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 832
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: violence, language, sexual scenarios
Status: Complete. Feedback appreciated.
Levelland, Texas. Simon Yates pulled his car around front of the hospital, which was apparently the only place the staff allowed patients to exit. Still annoyed at the inconvenience, he reminded himself today was about Ryan.
Simon couldn't believe his eyes. His brother stepped outside; there was no wheelchair, no crutch, nothing but his own two feet to support him.
"Ryan!" Simon called. "You're okay?"
His brother's face turned to look at him, but there was something wrong. His expression was stark, harsh, angry even. And his eyes were all wrong, too. They were liquid-black with a stream of red glow along the lids.
"Ryan?" Simon yelled as he got out of the driver's seat.
When he reached the curb, Ryan was gone. Simon looked up and down the street, then back into the hospital in case he'd imagine the whole thing.
"Nurse!" he squawked at the first person he saw. "I need help! My brother - "
Hyder, Arizona. Paimon hadn't walked the earth since the time of the Egyptian plagues, but as far as he could tell, very little had changed. With all their new ability and technology, humans failed to communicate and trust one another. His newly acquired body of one Ryan Yates proved this nicely.
Ryan only believed in the idea of demons, as if they were spiritual entities that solely tempted or influenced. His disbelief was the best vulnerability Paimon knew, for why protect yourself from something that did not exist?
Paimon returned to the Intelligence Base Camp, a name he tolerated solely for utility.
"You've returned, master," said one of the minions. "Shall I call Eric and Blaze?"
Paimon asked, "Which are you?"
"Caleb," said the witch.
"Yes, Caleb, call them now."
Caleb rang the bell and in a moment Eric and Blaze appeared.
"Yes, master?" Blaze said.
"While my mission proved fruitless," Paimon said, "I discovered something that I need you to explain. I can feel that the seals have been broken, that horsemen have been unleashed, yet my master does not walk the earth."
Eric spoke first, "The Apocalypse began four years ago."
Blaze said, "But the fight did not ensue."
"How?"
Blaze conjured a cloud of smoke and showed Paimon the battlefield, ready with two occupied vessels. "The very day of the fight, Lucifer and Michael met, but were interrupted."
The cloud showed Dean's arrival. Then it showed Michael and Lucifer falling into the cage.
"How is this possible?" Paimon demanded.
"We do not know," said Caleb, "but we do know the two brothers obtained the horsemen's rings for the cage door."
"The brothers," Paimon repeated. "They were with the Eight Immortals. Who are they?"
"The Winchesters," Eric said. "They are hunters."
"Hunters? Hunters trapped Michael in the cage with Lucifer?" Paimon seethed. "And they live?"
"Yes, master," Blaze spoke.
"You need to send out diviners, witches, wards, whatever you have," Paimon ordered. "Those demon in my ranks, in my order, all were powerful. They would not leave this plane without protecting what they prepared. Discover what happened to them and their charges."
Caleb asked, "What are their names?"
Paimon should have killed the idiot boy for his insolence, but he remembered that these humans did not know much. Instead, he listed the names of the first-fallen, the demons hand-selected by his master.
Sam tapped idly on the frame of his headphones as he scanned through another chapter on the demon Paimon. Not only was Paimon a well-known King of Hell, he commanded legions of demons and attracted the most powerful witches, for his trade wasn't in souls but in power.
The Archangel Michael locked Paimon away just before the Exodus from Egypt because he granted the Pharaoh's sorcerers incredible powers. Michael took the opportunity to trick Paimon into a trap, where he stayed until about a month ago.
Frustrated, Sam pulled off his headphones. He froze, remembering why he had them on to begin with, and immediately replace them.
Sam was happy - thrilled, even - that Cas and Dean had finally made up. He was happy that his brother stopped being an idiot and went back to being happy. Perhaps he'd been naive to think that a week was long enough for them to stop making so much damn noise. Make up sex was one thing, but Dean and Castiel were having a makeup-sex-triathlon. He shook the thought out of his head before it had time to erupt into mental images.
Sam needed a break from everything, so he grabbed his keys and padded out the door for his pickup. At the very least, he could go on a grocery run.
He saw he had another missed call from Kevin. Ever since he left Sam a cryptic message the week before, he called twice a day to check in. He didn't leave another message, though, which gave Sam the impression that he wanted an update.
Making a mental note to talk to Cas later that night, he geared his truck up and headed out.
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Title: Spiral Architect
Subtitle: Metaphoric Motor-Replay
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 832
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: violence, language, sexual scenarios
Status: Complete. Feedback appreciated.
Levelland, Texas. Simon Yates pulled his car around front of the hospital, which was apparently the only place the staff allowed patients to exit. Still annoyed at the inconvenience, he reminded himself today was about Ryan.
Simon couldn't believe his eyes. His brother stepped outside; there was no wheelchair, no crutch, nothing but his own two feet to support him.
"Ryan!" Simon called. "You're okay?"
His brother's face turned to look at him, but there was something wrong. His expression was stark, harsh, angry even. And his eyes were all wrong, too. They were liquid-black with a stream of red glow along the lids.
"Ryan?" Simon yelled as he got out of the driver's seat.
When he reached the curb, Ryan was gone. Simon looked up and down the street, then back into the hospital in case he'd imagine the whole thing.
"Nurse!" he squawked at the first person he saw. "I need help! My brother - "
Hyder, Arizona. Paimon hadn't walked the earth since the time of the Egyptian plagues, but as far as he could tell, very little had changed. With all their new ability and technology, humans failed to communicate and trust one another. His newly acquired body of one Ryan Yates proved this nicely.
Ryan only believed in the idea of demons, as if they were spiritual entities that solely tempted or influenced. His disbelief was the best vulnerability Paimon knew, for why protect yourself from something that did not exist?
Paimon returned to the Intelligence Base Camp, a name he tolerated solely for utility.
"You've returned, master," said one of the minions. "Shall I call Eric and Blaze?"
Paimon asked, "Which are you?"
"Caleb," said the witch.
"Yes, Caleb, call them now."
Caleb rang the bell and in a moment Eric and Blaze appeared.
"Yes, master?" Blaze said.
"While my mission proved fruitless," Paimon said, "I discovered something that I need you to explain. I can feel that the seals have been broken, that horsemen have been unleashed, yet my master does not walk the earth."
Eric spoke first, "The Apocalypse began four years ago."
Blaze said, "But the fight did not ensue."
"How?"
Blaze conjured a cloud of smoke and showed Paimon the battlefield, ready with two occupied vessels. "The very day of the fight, Lucifer and Michael met, but were interrupted."
The cloud showed Dean's arrival. Then it showed Michael and Lucifer falling into the cage.
"How is this possible?" Paimon demanded.
"We do not know," said Caleb, "but we do know the two brothers obtained the horsemen's rings for the cage door."
"The brothers," Paimon repeated. "They were with the Eight Immortals. Who are they?"
"The Winchesters," Eric said. "They are hunters."
"Hunters? Hunters trapped Michael in the cage with Lucifer?" Paimon seethed. "And they live?"
"Yes, master," Blaze spoke.
"You need to send out diviners, witches, wards, whatever you have," Paimon ordered. "Those demon in my ranks, in my order, all were powerful. They would not leave this plane without protecting what they prepared. Discover what happened to them and their charges."
Caleb asked, "What are their names?"
Paimon should have killed the idiot boy for his insolence, but he remembered that these humans did not know much. Instead, he listed the names of the first-fallen, the demons hand-selected by his master.
Sam tapped idly on the frame of his headphones as he scanned through another chapter on the demon Paimon. Not only was Paimon a well-known King of Hell, he commanded legions of demons and attracted the most powerful witches, for his trade wasn't in souls but in power.
The Archangel Michael locked Paimon away just before the Exodus from Egypt because he granted the Pharaoh's sorcerers incredible powers. Michael took the opportunity to trick Paimon into a trap, where he stayed until about a month ago.
Frustrated, Sam pulled off his headphones. He froze, remembering why he had them on to begin with, and immediately replace them.
Sam was happy - thrilled, even - that Cas and Dean had finally made up. He was happy that his brother stopped being an idiot and went back to being happy. Perhaps he'd been naive to think that a week was long enough for them to stop making so much damn noise. Make up sex was one thing, but Dean and Castiel were having a makeup-sex-triathlon. He shook the thought out of his head before it had time to erupt into mental images.
Sam needed a break from everything, so he grabbed his keys and padded out the door for his pickup. At the very least, he could go on a grocery run.
He saw he had another missed call from Kevin. Ever since he left Sam a cryptic message the week before, he called twice a day to check in. He didn't leave another message, though, which gave Sam the impression that he wanted an update.
Making a mental note to talk to Cas later that night, he geared his truck up and headed out.
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09x09 Once Upon a Timepiece
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Part Two: Plasmic Oceans
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