Rays of Love, Moonshine Heart (12/21): Everyone's Waiting
Title: Rays of Love, Moonshine Heart
Author: misakikinomoto
Fandom/Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Angst, Pre-Slash (ish), Slow Burn
Pairing (s): Dean/Castiel; Sam/Ruby; Crowley/Aziraphale Chuck/Becky; John/Mary
Rating: M (for the Warnings below)
Word Count: 25388
Warnings: Torture scenes described, perceived mental abuse of a minor, possible triggers, mentions of rape of unknown people, abandonment issues, serious psychological trauma of a child (can be seen as such), several references to biblical tales and possible blaspehmy, serious bastardization of said biblical stories (adapted to suit the story), detailed description of the death of a minor character
Summary:
Lucifer is going to rise, Chuck has been silent, and the Moon Wolf and the Sun Angel have yet to come into their destiny.
It'll take a lot of friends, family, and allies to get there, but Dean and Castiel know what's at stake, and know that sometimes, it takes more than just pure strength or intelligence to stop Evil.
Sometimes it take Love. They just need to get there.[Part 1 of The Eclipse Chronicles]
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Joshua and John sat on one end of the table, with Mary bustling in the kitchen, making hot coff-tea like she used to make when Dean and Sam had been younger. Especially when they were upset.
“Dad. What’s going on? We should be getting ready to set off after Sam,” said Dean, cautiously.
“With all due respect, sir, Dean is correct. Precious minutes are being lost as we stay here,” said Castiel, fiddling with his right wing nervously.
Joshua watched him with oddly sad eyes.
“You shouldn’t forget, Castiel,” he said softly and Cas looked up suddenly.
“I haven’t. I won’t. I know.”
Dean glanced at him in confusion but his thoughts were interrupted by his father.
“Dean. I hoped, regardless of the fact I knew this was coming, that I wouldn’t have to do this.”
Dean sat up straight. He knew the Alpha voice when he heard it.
“Dean,” Joshua said, quietly. “You remember the story of the Moon Wolf and the Sun Angel, right?”
Dean nodded, and glanced at Cas, whose eyes were wide in surprise. Apparently he wasn’t the only one in love with that story.
“Dean, Castiel. Everything you heard in that story....is true. The Moon Wolf and the Sun Angel are real. They were reborn again. This time, to stop the Shadows for good. There’s a lot that’s omitted from the fairy tale. About why the Snake targeted them. Its time you learnt about who you two really are.”
Dean’s entire body seemed to be attentive, from his ears that seemed to perk up and his eyes were focused on Joshua. Castiel seemed to have relaxed, as he tended to do when he heard this story, almost like he was visiting a long-lost friend. His blue eyes were focused on Joshua in a manner that he usually used when he was looking at Dean.
Castiel took a deep breath and Joshua nodded. “It seems you’ve figured it out already, Castiel.”
He nodded, glancing at Dean, who just looked confused. “The Moon Wolf,” said Castiel softly, “has fur the colour of the moon.”
Dean’s eyes widened. “But...there are so many packs up north with the same colour!”
“Snow white fur isn’t the same as Moon White,” said John quietly.
Dean let out a growl that had Castiel and Joshua shifting away from him.
“How could you not tell me this? Sam wouldn’t be gone!” Dean yelled.
“Don’t you dare blame yourself! We needed to make sure they didn’t target you! We didn’t know they’d try for Sam! We thought you would be the main target!” roared John, both of them wolfing out a bit, so that their faces were more wolf than human, but not all the way.
Dean let out another soft growl.
“You weren’t ready. It wasn’t time yet, Dean. Things like this need to be handled with delicacy. The shadows can’t be defeated by little pups impulsively darting into danger. You and Castiel needed to be trained. You needed to be taught the ways of the world. You’re still not ready, but by the time you get to the final battle, you will be,” said Joshua calmly, and Dean seemed to lose the tension in his muscles.
The angel and the wolf glanced at each other and then at their mentors. They both nodded, agreeing to listen to whatever the two had to say before setting off to meet Sam.
“I’m sure you already know the werewolf and the angelic version of the story?” asked Joshua, sitting down opposite to them.
They both nodded again.
“Well then, here goes, I suppose,” said John, seeming to hunch slightly as he remembered everything they knew. It was evident he didn’t want to do this, didn’t want either his son or the angle, nay, his son’s angel, to have this weight on them, the weight of an entire world that would make them choose a path they may not want. Castiel would be forced to choose between his kingdom and his destiny, because there was no way that he could protect the world and be the King. Dean would never be the Alpha of the pack, as John had always known, but it was a fact he didn’t want to be true. Dean would have to live the life of a nomad, only visiting the pack whenever he crossed paths with them. John didn’t want that life for the two boys in front of him, and it showed in his posture, in the sadness of his eyes, in the clenched fists that remained hidden under the table.
When the angel and the wolf met, they didn’t start off as best friends. The Angel didn’t know how to speak to someone who wasn’t an angel, and the Wolf only trusted his brother- his sole confidant.
It took them both some time to get used to each other, but not once did they ever tell the other to go away. They were both lonely and needed someone else who understood the weight that had been rested upon them.
What most people didn’t know was that shortly after the creation of the Shadows, God had called upon both of them and told them about how they would need to protect the world from the Shadows. They both knew that they would play a role, but hadn’t realized that there was someone else out there who had the same job.
When they both came to this realization, they slowly started getting along. It started with small things. The Wolf showed the Angel his territory. The Angel showed him bits and pieces of the world that he collected for him since the Wolf disliked the feeling of flying.
But slowly and steadily they came together and became good friends. It didn’t matter that it had taken them 2 moons to do so. The fact that they had gotten there was a great deal, and they were both certain that they could save their people with just this friendship.
What they didn’t realize was that, for them, friendship was just the beginning.
They got to know each other better, and set off on a journey to figure out how to defeat the Shadows. No one is really certain of how they did it, but somehow they managed to seclude almost all the Shadows in the land we now call the Shadow Lands.
Tragedy struck after they did that.
Somehow, the one we call Lucifer snuck out for a day and tricked the Wolf’s brother into revealing details about the Angel. He took the Angel for himself and killed him.
The rest of the story you already know.
But Chuck, or the Lord of the Forest, told us both one thing.
Lucifer is a creature of habit. He likes to follow patterns. He will continue as he did, and will not sway from the path he set off on. He is a snake trying to eat its own tail.
It will end where it began.
Both Cas and Dean were quiet. They didn’t know how to respond.
“Lucifer is a creature of habit. But it isn’t necessary that history repeat itself,” said John, knowing exactly why the two men looked increasingly uncomfortable. Joshua and John had both noticed the small inklings of interest that could very well kick start the flames of passion between them. But he knew Dean. If he forced Dean to take note of it, he would stamp it down and destroy it before it began.
They both seemed relieved at this lie. They may not be trying their hardest to look at it as one, but the fact that they accepted it made it obvious how awkward they were worried this would be.
Joshua nodded, his kind eyes filling up with something akin to worry and love when he looked at them.
John sighed. “I’d love to not have you do this, but unfortunately, it’s not in my hands. So take whatever you need to find Sam and save him.
Dean stood up and nodded. “We’ll say goodbye to everyone, collect some supplies and set off as soon as possible.”
“You may want to meet Missouri and the others before you get to the main road, Dean,” said John, standing up as well.
Dean nodded. As he turned, he wrapped his arm around Cas and said, “Dude, she makes the BEST pie in the whole world! You’ll like her. She so bad-ass that Dad is kinda afraid of her.”
“Only idiots aren’t afraid of that woman,” grumbled John, making Joshua snort. They were sad that they had to watch their young ones go, but they needed to.
Like fledglings in the nest, they had stayed too long. This was the only way they could spread their wings and fly.
And if it saved the world at the same time? Well, that was just a perk.
Author: misakikinomoto
Fandom/Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Angst, Pre-Slash (ish), Slow Burn
Pairing (s): Dean/Castiel; Sam/Ruby; Crowley/Aziraphale Chuck/Becky; John/Mary
Rating: M (for the Warnings below)
Word Count: 25388
Warnings: Torture scenes described, perceived mental abuse of a minor, possible triggers, mentions of rape of unknown people, abandonment issues, serious psychological trauma of a child (can be seen as such), several references to biblical tales and possible blaspehmy, serious bastardization of said biblical stories (adapted to suit the story), detailed description of the death of a minor character
Summary:
Lucifer is going to rise, Chuck has been silent, and the Moon Wolf and the Sun Angel have yet to come into their destiny.
It'll take a lot of friends, family, and allies to get there, but Dean and Castiel know what's at stake, and know that sometimes, it takes more than just pure strength or intelligence to stop Evil.
Sometimes it take Love. They just need to get there.[Part 1 of The Eclipse Chronicles]
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Joshua and John sat on one end of the table, with Mary bustling in the kitchen, making hot coff-tea like she used to make when Dean and Sam had been younger. Especially when they were upset.
“Dad. What’s going on? We should be getting ready to set off after Sam,” said Dean, cautiously.
“With all due respect, sir, Dean is correct. Precious minutes are being lost as we stay here,” said Castiel, fiddling with his right wing nervously.
Joshua watched him with oddly sad eyes.
“You shouldn’t forget, Castiel,” he said softly and Cas looked up suddenly.
“I haven’t. I won’t. I know.”
Dean glanced at him in confusion but his thoughts were interrupted by his father.
“Dean. I hoped, regardless of the fact I knew this was coming, that I wouldn’t have to do this.”
Dean sat up straight. He knew the Alpha voice when he heard it.
“Dean,” Joshua said, quietly. “You remember the story of the Moon Wolf and the Sun Angel, right?”
Dean nodded, and glanced at Cas, whose eyes were wide in surprise. Apparently he wasn’t the only one in love with that story.
“Dean, Castiel. Everything you heard in that story....is true. The Moon Wolf and the Sun Angel are real. They were reborn again. This time, to stop the Shadows for good. There’s a lot that’s omitted from the fairy tale. About why the Snake targeted them. Its time you learnt about who you two really are.”
Dean’s entire body seemed to be attentive, from his ears that seemed to perk up and his eyes were focused on Joshua. Castiel seemed to have relaxed, as he tended to do when he heard this story, almost like he was visiting a long-lost friend. His blue eyes were focused on Joshua in a manner that he usually used when he was looking at Dean.
Castiel took a deep breath and Joshua nodded. “It seems you’ve figured it out already, Castiel.”
He nodded, glancing at Dean, who just looked confused. “The Moon Wolf,” said Castiel softly, “has fur the colour of the moon.”
Dean’s eyes widened. “But...there are so many packs up north with the same colour!”
“Snow white fur isn’t the same as Moon White,” said John quietly.
Dean let out a growl that had Castiel and Joshua shifting away from him.
“How could you not tell me this? Sam wouldn’t be gone!” Dean yelled.
“Don’t you dare blame yourself! We needed to make sure they didn’t target you! We didn’t know they’d try for Sam! We thought you would be the main target!” roared John, both of them wolfing out a bit, so that their faces were more wolf than human, but not all the way.
Dean let out another soft growl.
“You weren’t ready. It wasn’t time yet, Dean. Things like this need to be handled with delicacy. The shadows can’t be defeated by little pups impulsively darting into danger. You and Castiel needed to be trained. You needed to be taught the ways of the world. You’re still not ready, but by the time you get to the final battle, you will be,” said Joshua calmly, and Dean seemed to lose the tension in his muscles.
The angel and the wolf glanced at each other and then at their mentors. They both nodded, agreeing to listen to whatever the two had to say before setting off to meet Sam.
“I’m sure you already know the werewolf and the angelic version of the story?” asked Joshua, sitting down opposite to them.
They both nodded again.
“Well then, here goes, I suppose,” said John, seeming to hunch slightly as he remembered everything they knew. It was evident he didn’t want to do this, didn’t want either his son or the angle, nay, his son’s angel, to have this weight on them, the weight of an entire world that would make them choose a path they may not want. Castiel would be forced to choose between his kingdom and his destiny, because there was no way that he could protect the world and be the King. Dean would never be the Alpha of the pack, as John had always known, but it was a fact he didn’t want to be true. Dean would have to live the life of a nomad, only visiting the pack whenever he crossed paths with them. John didn’t want that life for the two boys in front of him, and it showed in his posture, in the sadness of his eyes, in the clenched fists that remained hidden under the table.
When the angel and the wolf met, they didn’t start off as best friends. The Angel didn’t know how to speak to someone who wasn’t an angel, and the Wolf only trusted his brother- his sole confidant.
It took them both some time to get used to each other, but not once did they ever tell the other to go away. They were both lonely and needed someone else who understood the weight that had been rested upon them.
What most people didn’t know was that shortly after the creation of the Shadows, God had called upon both of them and told them about how they would need to protect the world from the Shadows. They both knew that they would play a role, but hadn’t realized that there was someone else out there who had the same job.
When they both came to this realization, they slowly started getting along. It started with small things. The Wolf showed the Angel his territory. The Angel showed him bits and pieces of the world that he collected for him since the Wolf disliked the feeling of flying.
But slowly and steadily they came together and became good friends. It didn’t matter that it had taken them 2 moons to do so. The fact that they had gotten there was a great deal, and they were both certain that they could save their people with just this friendship.
What they didn’t realize was that, for them, friendship was just the beginning.
They got to know each other better, and set off on a journey to figure out how to defeat the Shadows. No one is really certain of how they did it, but somehow they managed to seclude almost all the Shadows in the land we now call the Shadow Lands.
Tragedy struck after they did that.
Somehow, the one we call Lucifer snuck out for a day and tricked the Wolf’s brother into revealing details about the Angel. He took the Angel for himself and killed him.
The rest of the story you already know.
But Chuck, or the Lord of the Forest, told us both one thing.
Lucifer is a creature of habit. He likes to follow patterns. He will continue as he did, and will not sway from the path he set off on. He is a snake trying to eat its own tail.
It will end where it began.
Both Cas and Dean were quiet. They didn’t know how to respond.
“Lucifer is a creature of habit. But it isn’t necessary that history repeat itself,” said John, knowing exactly why the two men looked increasingly uncomfortable. Joshua and John had both noticed the small inklings of interest that could very well kick start the flames of passion between them. But he knew Dean. If he forced Dean to take note of it, he would stamp it down and destroy it before it began.
They both seemed relieved at this lie. They may not be trying their hardest to look at it as one, but the fact that they accepted it made it obvious how awkward they were worried this would be.
Joshua nodded, his kind eyes filling up with something akin to worry and love when he looked at them.
John sighed. “I’d love to not have you do this, but unfortunately, it’s not in my hands. So take whatever you need to find Sam and save him.
Dean stood up and nodded. “We’ll say goodbye to everyone, collect some supplies and set off as soon as possible.”
“You may want to meet Missouri and the others before you get to the main road, Dean,” said John, standing up as well.
Dean nodded. As he turned, he wrapped his arm around Cas and said, “Dude, she makes the BEST pie in the whole world! You’ll like her. She so bad-ass that Dad is kinda afraid of her.”
“Only idiots aren’t afraid of that woman,” grumbled John, making Joshua snort. They were sad that they had to watch their young ones go, but they needed to.
Like fledglings in the nest, they had stayed too long. This was the only way they could spread their wings and fly.
And if it saved the world at the same time? Well, that was just a perk.