Fic: Spirit Animal Tales III
Spirit Animal Tales III
By PaBurke
Summary: Dean is a Sentinel and it’s not all that easy.
Spoilers: All of Sentinel, Season 4 of Supernatural
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me.
Part 1
Part 2
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Jim was in a blue vision again. He was a black panther -and it was always odd that it was not odd in this form. He padded along the jungle floor, exploring. He had a purpose, but he had no idea what it could be. He could hear a fight ahead. Jim raced through the underbrush, until he reached a point that leaping from tree to tree would be faster. It would also give him the advantage to have the higher ‘ground.’
The Blue Jungle ended abruptly and Jim was perched on a sturdy limb, hidden from view. On the other side was a dark red… barren, wild, dangerous land. It was horrible to see. Too horrible to describe. The fight that had caught his attention was apparently between the griffin and some butt-ugly serpents. The griffin was chained, injured and outnumbered. It was trying to reach the safety of the jungle.
While three other serpents tortured the griffin, the fourth tried to dart by the group and into the jungle. The griffin, ignoring its own injuries and tormentors, snapped its jaws around the serpent’s tail and dragged it back into the horrible red. Jim looked down and saw the green dragon, sleeping restlessly in the ‘safety’ of the Blue Jungle. The dragon was too close to the red wild country. It was in reach of the serpents. The griffin would not be able to defend and protect it for long. It was amazing that the serpents hadn’t already won.
Jim could not allow this injustice to continue. He leapt from the tree and attacked the nearest serpent. The serpent was horribly strong and the red barrenness was unfamiliar territory, the very ground hurt Jim’s paws. The griffin was quick to help Jim, leaving the panther an obvious escape route to the jungle. Jim wasn’t going to leave unless the griffin accompanied him. The panther managed to bite and claw two of the serpents to the extent that they retreated. The griffin could handle the others. Jim pulled at the chains holding the griffin down. He freed the creature’s wings. The tide of the battle changed in that instant. The serpents, knowing that they would lose, all retreated. They watched intently with sickly yellow, red and white eyes as Jim nudged the griffin to the dragon.
The dragon slept on. It was not a healthy sleep. Something was wrong, but the panther could only smell it, he couldn’t see it. The griffin lay beside the dragon and one of the manacles loosened. Jim was quick to chomp it to pieces. Three more manacles chained the griffin to the red land. The demons could pull the griffin back to the horrible red wilderness when Jim wasn’t around.
Then the dragon awoke. As soon as the dragon opened its eyes, both the dragon and the griffin were gone. They had left the blue jungle, the red barrenness and the imprisoning chains behind. Jim knew that if… when the griffin returned to this land, that it would be imprisoned again with the three remaining manacles, as if it had never left.
The evil serpents watched Jim with reptilian eyes, plotting, hating, interested. Jim retreated deep into the safety of the blue jungle. This wasn’t over, but they had won a major battle.
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Sam woke Dean from the nightmare. “Dean?”
“I’m fine,” Dean muttered, embarrassed and shaky. He was pale and clammy but there was something different in his voice. Something strong and determined. Sam was extremely relieved to hear it. For the first time, Sam thought that Dean might just recover from Hell.
~sntl~spn~sntl~spn~
By PaBurke
Summary: Dean is a Sentinel and it’s not all that easy.
Spoilers: All of Sentinel, Season 4 of Supernatural
Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me.
Part 1
Part 2
~sntl~spn~sntl~spn~
Jim was in a blue vision again. He was a black panther -and it was always odd that it was not odd in this form. He padded along the jungle floor, exploring. He had a purpose, but he had no idea what it could be. He could hear a fight ahead. Jim raced through the underbrush, until he reached a point that leaping from tree to tree would be faster. It would also give him the advantage to have the higher ‘ground.’
The Blue Jungle ended abruptly and Jim was perched on a sturdy limb, hidden from view. On the other side was a dark red… barren, wild, dangerous land. It was horrible to see. Too horrible to describe. The fight that had caught his attention was apparently between the griffin and some butt-ugly serpents. The griffin was chained, injured and outnumbered. It was trying to reach the safety of the jungle.
While three other serpents tortured the griffin, the fourth tried to dart by the group and into the jungle. The griffin, ignoring its own injuries and tormentors, snapped its jaws around the serpent’s tail and dragged it back into the horrible red. Jim looked down and saw the green dragon, sleeping restlessly in the ‘safety’ of the Blue Jungle. The dragon was too close to the red wild country. It was in reach of the serpents. The griffin would not be able to defend and protect it for long. It was amazing that the serpents hadn’t already won.
Jim could not allow this injustice to continue. He leapt from the tree and attacked the nearest serpent. The serpent was horribly strong and the red barrenness was unfamiliar territory, the very ground hurt Jim’s paws. The griffin was quick to help Jim, leaving the panther an obvious escape route to the jungle. Jim wasn’t going to leave unless the griffin accompanied him. The panther managed to bite and claw two of the serpents to the extent that they retreated. The griffin could handle the others. Jim pulled at the chains holding the griffin down. He freed the creature’s wings. The tide of the battle changed in that instant. The serpents, knowing that they would lose, all retreated. They watched intently with sickly yellow, red and white eyes as Jim nudged the griffin to the dragon.
The dragon slept on. It was not a healthy sleep. Something was wrong, but the panther could only smell it, he couldn’t see it. The griffin lay beside the dragon and one of the manacles loosened. Jim was quick to chomp it to pieces. Three more manacles chained the griffin to the red land. The demons could pull the griffin back to the horrible red wilderness when Jim wasn’t around.
Then the dragon awoke. As soon as the dragon opened its eyes, both the dragon and the griffin were gone. They had left the blue jungle, the red barrenness and the imprisoning chains behind. Jim knew that if… when the griffin returned to this land, that it would be imprisoned again with the three remaining manacles, as if it had never left.
The evil serpents watched Jim with reptilian eyes, plotting, hating, interested. Jim retreated deep into the safety of the blue jungle. This wasn’t over, but they had won a major battle.
~sntl~spn~sntl~spn~
Sam woke Dean from the nightmare. “Dean?”
“I’m fine,” Dean muttered, embarrassed and shaky. He was pale and clammy but there was something different in his voice. Something strong and determined. Sam was extremely relieved to hear it. For the first time, Sam thought that Dean might just recover from Hell.
~sntl~spn~sntl~spn~