Super Angel Chapter 10

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Ben stared across at Sam, Bobby and Castiel, who were sitting awkwardly on a colourful purple couch in Chloe's apartment. Chloe silently put down a tray of steaming tea, and the four of them warily each took a cup, Bobby grimacing when he saw the floral butterfly designs. Castiel curiously sniffed at his.

"Okay, start from the beginning," Chloe said, taking a seat next to Ben.

Sam ran a hand through his hair, trying to figure out what to say.

"Okay, I guess this started when Ruby possessed that other guy. Y'know, um... I don't even know what to call him. He's one of at least three Dean lookalikes. Dean is my brother, you see, and he died four months ago..."

"I'm sorry for your loss," Chloe interjected.

"It's okay. But you see, Dean was killed by hellhounds, after he made a deal with a crossroads demon to bring me back to life after the demon who killed our mother when I was just a baby had me killed by another guy who he told would lead a demon army."

Chloe just stared. "Wh-What?"

Sam grimaced; this was going to be tougher than he thought.

"Okay, not important right now; so Ruby is a demon, and we hunt demons, along with other supernatural creatures. I thought she was on our side, but when Alec here came along to Illinois, we left the two of them alone and next thing we knew, Alec was gone and there was someone who looked like Dean."

"I'm not Alec." Ben grunted.

Chloe nodded her head. "We actually met Alec when he came here to Smallville; Clark found him when he took my stolen car and was driving on the highway. We got to chatting, he told us that he was from the future and a bit about you guys, then all of a sudden Alec was gone and Ben was here."

"Wait, how can you tell the difference? I mean, no offence, but they look exactly the same to me," Sam said, glancing at Ben.

Ben turned in his chair, showing them the barcode on his neck.

"Every Manticore soldier is genetically imprinted with a unique barcode. My designation is X5-493."

"Manticore?" Sam asked, bewildered.

"Not important right now; let's get through your story first," Chloe interrupted. "So this Ruby had taken over your brother, Dean?"

"Not exactly; he looks exactly like Dean, but he isn't. If Ruby was telling the truth."

"Then it must be Jason Teague. He was the one to steal my car; one of the waitresses described him when he came in. So Jason was... possessed? By a demon called Ruby? Why was he even in Illinois? I mean, we all thought he was dead!"

Castiel raised his hand at this. Everybody stared at him for a moment, until Chloe said "Yes?"

"Thank you. I'm afraid this may be my doing. When I attempted to resurrect Dean Winchester, I believe I raised the wrong person in his place. Seeing as how you say that Jason and Ben came into the picture later, the one I raised would have been Alec. Due to the side-effects of such a raising, Dean would have been risen as well, but in Alec's place."

Chloe stared at him blankly. Castiel took a sip of his tea.

"I believe I have met this Dean," Ben suddenly spoke up. Bobby and Sam turned their attention to him.

"Dean? You've seen him? Is he okay?" Sam asked.

"I do not know. Last I saw him, I was trying to kill him."

There was an awkward silence, before Ben continued.

"I have... I have a problem. In my head. It has to do with the way I was made at Manticore. Something in me broke when I was there. The only thing that got me through was the Blue Lady."

Ben took out his picture of the Blue Lady from his pocket.

"She was always there, looking over me, protecting me. But she wanted more out of me. She wanted me to prove myself. When I came back, I knew it was a miracle. The Blue Lady wanted me to prove myself again. She wanted me to kill Dean."

"But why Dean? How did you even know about him?" Sam asked.

"I could see him, so clearly, in my mind's eye. I just felt this sense of wrongness from him. He was an intruder. He was not meant to be there."

"Another side-effect of the raising. False subjects will instinctually try to rectify the discrepancy." Castiel took another sip of tea, as Ben nodded.

"So I captured him, marked him, and hunted him down," he continued.

"What did you do?" Sam asked again, in a horrified whisper. He'd only seen Ben in action for a few brief seconds, but he knew that no regular person would ever be a match for him.

"Nothing permanent. Dean was lucky; he'd hurt a small bear and the enraged mother came to its rescue, attacking me in the process. I guess he got away. All I remember after that is being taken to a hospital, and then I was here, in 2008, with Admiral Sullivan and the Superman."

Bobby looked at Chloe, perplexed.

"Admiral?" he echoed.

"In-joke. So we have Ben, Dean, Alec and Jason, all running around. But if Ben is here, and so is Jason, then where are Dean and Alec? Dean was last seen in the future..."

"I too saw Dean Winchester in the future, but he was with the Future Sam at the time," Castiel chimed in. Sam looked as though he wanted to ask about it further, but let it go.

"How was he? Was he alright?"

"He was fine. When I located Dean Winchester, I attempted to bring him back into the present time, but it seems I brought back Ben by accident. Alec however should now be back in the future."

"You're not very good at what you do, are you?" Bobby remarked.

"Now that I have realised the situation, I need only recover my Grace to rectify this matter," Castiel replied curtly.

Chloe nodded at this.

"Okay, I think I sort of get it now. All we have to do is get you your... "Grace", was it?"

"Yes. It allows me to utilise my angelic powers."

"Uh-huh. We get his Grace, he fixes this mess, everybody gets to go home, whatever year it happens to be in. Yeah?"

Everyone nodded at this.

"Okay, so where is your Grace?" Chloe asked.

"I do not know exactly," Castiel replied. Chloe sighed in exasperation.

"Well do you know how we can find it?"

"It would leave a sign where it lands," Castiel replied, before being interrupted by another person entering the apartment.

"Chloe, do you know anything about spontaneous oak trees growing in Smallville? Because I've got one in my backyard and I just wanted to know if I should be... worried... um... are you having, like, a LAN party?" Clark awkwardly looked between Chloe and the three new arrivals on her couch.

"Everybody, meet Clark Kent, resident alien, future saviour." Chloe introduced Clark with a wave of her hand. Clark's expression became more alarmed.

"Uh... alien? I uh, I don't know what you're talking about, Chloe! You're such a kidder, sometimes, yeah." Clark forced a laugh.

"Relax, I wasn't exactly about to start a Banjo Hero tournament with these guys, Clark. They're involved in the whole Alec/Ben/Jason fiasco."

"You didn't have to tell them my identity!" Clark protested.

Castiel stood up, addressing Clark directly.

"So you're the one to be known as the Superman. I am Castiel, an angel of the lord. We know of your deeds, and whilst we approve of your work, some have voiced concern with your level of intelligence when faced with simple dilemmas. Nonetheless, we have attempted to stay out of your way, but for now, destiny calls. This tree you say has grown in your backyard; tell me, is it strange in any other way, beside its sudden appearance?"

"It glows white on the... inside... did you say an angel?"

"Then that is where my Grace is. Let us go; the sooner this predicament is resolved, the better!"

Clark looked at Chloe helplessly.

"What... what just happened?"

Chloe just shrugged her shoulders, following everyone on their way out.

"Beats the hell out of me," she replied.

Ruby turned Jason's head to the entity that referred to itself as "Brainiac". They were holed up in a warehouse somewhere outside the border limits of Smallville. Brainiac took no notice of the attention she gave him, instead consulting a video screen in his hands.

"So. You another one of those alien freaks?" Ruby quipped.

"Yes, I suppose I am," Brainiac drawled. "Now hush, little nothing; I'm processing."

"Little nothing? I'll have you know I've been a trained witch and an experienced killer since I was twelve, and that was over two-hundred years ago. That's nearly three thousand years in the Pit, half of which I was on the rack. I wouldn't be calling me a "little nothing" if I were you, Pinocchio."

"On my planet, we wiped out demons an harvested them for research nearly twelve thousand years ago, Earth time. So quiet down, lest I show you how."

Ruby didn't say another word. The truth was, for all her tough talk, she had never witnessed someone or something like this Brainiac. She'd experienced pure evil, she'd witnessed firsthand true horror and living nightmares. But nothing she had ever seen before was quite so... cold. And that brought a chill to her host's spine; it wasn't fear, but it was close.

She imperceptibly shifted Jason's body, so that she could see the picture on the screen in Brainiac's hands. It was a video feed of a woman in a hospital bed, staring straight ahead with dead, silver eyes.

And inside his head, Jason screamed out:

"LANAA!"

Ruby contemplated. Interesting.

Sam, Bobby, Clark and lastly Castiel climbed out of the Kent pickup truck, all turning their attention to a majestic oak tree that had sprung unbidden from the centre of a field behind Clark's barn. Soon after in a blur of action Ben arrived, carrying Chloe in his arms. He and Chloe shared a small smile as he set her down on the ground.

"This is it," Castiel proclaimed. "My grace."

Chloe looked up at the branches in awe. Sam and Bobby watched as Castiel approached the tree, while Clark watched cautiously. Ben couldn't see what the fuss was about and busied himself keeping a lookout; who cared about some random tree?

Castiel withdrew a long, silvery object from his belt, a cross between a stake and a sword. Holding it point out, he closed his eyes and began to chant an incantation.

Chloe turned to Ben, taking his hands in hers.

"Ben," she whispered.

"Yes, Admiral?"

"If this works, I don't know how immediate the effects will be. We might only have a few minutes left before you have to go."

"Go?"

"Yes, Ben. Back to the future." Despite herself, Chloe softly chuckled. "God, I love that movie. Have you ever seen it?"

"No."

"Well you should. We'll watch it together someday. Somehow."

"Ma'am?"

"What I'm saying is, it was nice knowing you, Ben."

"It was an honour to have served under you, Admiral."

"Shut up already."

Chloe pulled Ben to her, their lips locking into a kiss. Suddenly a bright light burst from the direction of the tree, as Castiel plunged his sword into the heart of the trunk. Glorious golden light shone from the wound, as Castiel seemingly breathed in an ether of white smoke. His body glowed pure white, before everything in an instant dulled and his body fell limp to the floor.

The tree disintegrated, the ash falling on the still body of Castiel, unmoving.

A long silence, before Bobby spoke.

"What, is he dead?"

Castiel opened his eyes, and he saw. The world was but a tapestry of finite threads and the lives of mortals but tiny strands. Colours, indescribable in the mortal tongue, flowed and echoed across the helix that was the shape of destiny. But destiny was collapsing.

He spread his wings, floating closer to himself in the void. The great helix was breaking, unstable in its grandeur. So mighty, and yet so fragile. Castiel wondered why, and immediately was transported to another place. Here, the threads had come unwoven. Blue mixed into green where red and silver should have been. Gold was both pushing and holding onto red, as violet watched white and black twisted with silver.

And Castiel watched in horror, as the surrounding threads snapped in the future, as they melted away in the past. The helix began to swap, and then in the distance, a great shudder, as far in the void the tapestry was torn asunder. Around came the wall of string, spiralling inwards upon itself, a bubble that grew, until it must burst.

And Castiel reached out, and clenched in his fist; Red, Violet, White and Green. And he willed them to behave as they should; he commanded their obedience in this matter. But the threads simply shrivelled away, dying in his grip.

And Castiel, in desperation, took the four threads and held them once more; and in this, he tied a knot. And in this knot he poured all his intent, and it was to be that what is, would be, and that truth and reality would rise once more.

And everything turned to darkness.

Castiel's body suddenly once again burst into light, causing the others to step back and shield their eyes. The light grew, greater, and greater, enveloping everything in sight...

Future Sam pulled Future Lana into a hug, and she embraced him back warmly.

"Lana, you don't look a day older since the last we met! What was that..."

"At least four years, Sam. The Brainiac suit keeps me spry."

"Lana, I want you to meet my brother, Dean."

"The dead one? Have you been raising ghosts, Sam Winchester?"

"No, no, he's a time traveller."

"Ah. That's a little less weird. So where is he?"

Future Sam turned to gesture to the truck, but Dean was nowhere to be found.

"...Good question."

Max and Logan peered out the cockpit window at the man and woman speaking. Joshua came up behind them, woofling.

"What now, Little Fella?"

"Shh, Joshua; I want to know who we're up against," Max said.

"Is she a transgenic? She caught a god damn jet with one hand! I didn't know they made transgenics in that calibre!" Logan exclaimed.

"They don't; which makes the alternative much, much scarier. What do you think, Alec?"

There was no answer. Max turned her head back in annoyance.

"Alec, I know she's hot, but could you pay attention for once in your- Alec?"

But Alec was nowhere to be found.

Brainiac turned to look back at the demon he had captured.

But the chair where Ruby in Jason's body had once sat, was empty.

"...Fascinating."

The white light began to fade away, and Bobby, Sam and Clark no longer had to shield their eyes.

Chloe let go of her beloved Ben's face, opening her eyes and looking into...

The confused eyes of an older looking Ben.

"...Ben?" she asked hesitantly.

"Whoa, nice to see you again too Allison, but Danneel insists I keep kissing on-set."

"I'm sorry?"

The new Ben scratched his head and looked around.

"Did... did Jared spike my drink again? Why are we on the Kent Farm Set?"

"Set?"

"Hey, is that Tom over there? Hey Tom!"

The new Ben waved to Clark, who waved back in confusion.

"And Misha! Jim! You guys are in on this too? Is this some kind of behind the scenes publicity stunt? How come you guys never join in when I wanna prank Jared?" said new Ben, as he indicated at Sam with a gesture.

Sam looked over at Bobby, shrugging.

Chloe looked at the new Ben, now sure he was someone completely different.

"Who are you?" she asked slowly.

"What? Allison, honey, come on, we haven't been apart that long! You don't remember ol' Jensen?"

Jensen Ackles stood with his hands on his hips, surveying the Farm around him. He looked rather impressed.

"Man, the CW just keeps throwing better and better parties, I don't even remember last night!"

And that was that huge thing I was going to do in Chapter 10. Haha. Life kinda got away from me so I didn't really ever finish this chapter off, I rushed out an ending just because I realised it wasn't so much of a stretch after all. Hey, maybe some day I'll continue this, but for now, it looks like I'll be focusing on some other stuff. Happy to have had you readers! Let's hope whatever I write in future is a little better written, retrospectively it could use some polishing!