《Hammer Of The Gods》10
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The lights around the ballroom began to flicker. Screams echoed throughout the building.
"What's happening?" Baldur demanded as if the siblings were to know the answer.
Sam looked at his siblings, a pit in his stomach telling him the answer. "It's him."
"How?" Kali asked next.
Dean shook his head. "Does it matter?" He turned to his sister, who had a look of discomfort on her face. "Shazam us out of here, would you?"
"We can't," Baldur answered slowly, walking to the entrance to the front of the ballroom.
Everyone snapped their attention to the entrance, where a bloodied Lucifer stood. "Of course, you can't." A small smile twitched itself up onto his lips. "You didn't say 'Mother, may I?'." His eyes met the brothers. "Sam, Dean. Good to see you again." The smile faltered when he met (Y/n)'s glossed (e/c) eyes. "Oh... isn't this just nice? A Winchester connected to an archangel."
Kali interrupted the 'reunion' to face Baldur. "Baldur, don't."
The god ignored her and snarled at Lucifer. "You think you own the planet? What gives you the right?!" He stormed over to the archangel in an attempt to fight him but gasped in pain when Lucifer's hand drilled through his stomach.
"No one gives us the right," he replied calmly. "We take it." After snatching his hand back out, he turned to Kali.
Flames slowly crawled from her hands to her shoulders, and once they reached the stopping point-- she forced the flames onto Lucifer's body.
The Winchester's hopped over a table and hid from the flames. They watched Lucifer throw an upper-cut at Kali, immediately knocking her to the floor.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked his siblings.
"Not really," Gabriel appeared beside them all, meeting Dean's eyes. "Better late than never, huh?" He narrowed his eyes then shoved a DVD case into Dean's arms. "Guard this with your life." Before sliding away from them, he grabbed (Y/n)'s face and brought her into a quick kiss. "Good luck, you guys."
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Just as Lucifer was about to finish Kali off, he was knocked into the doors, sending him through the ballroom entrance. He stood up with wide eyes at the cause of his problem. "Luci..." Gabriel sing-songed mockingly. "I'm home."
Lucifer started to take a step towards the goddess but was stopped when Gabriel held out his blade. "Not this time." He reached out to help Kali up, who immediately clung to him-- much to Gabriel's dislike. "Guys!" Sam, Dean, and (Y/n) lifted their heads. "Get out of here-- especially you, (Y/n)." He circled his brother, keeping him from getting the Winchesters or goddess.
"The girl Winchester, I was wondering who her soulmate was." Lucifer's face twisted to disgust. "I hope you didn't catch anything from her."
Gabriel's upper lip twitched until he reached a smile, trying to ignore the direct insult to his soulmate. "Lucifer... you're my brother, and I love you. But you are a great big bag of dicks."
"What did you just say to me?" Lucifer asked softly, trying to keep his cool.
Gabriel lifted the angel blade and gestured to his brother. "Look at yourself. 'Boo-hoo. Daddy was mean to me, so I'm gonna smash up all his toys.'"
"Watch your tone," the devil warned.
"Play the victim all you want," Gabriel continued, "but you and me-- we know the truth." He lowered the blade. "Dad loved you best. More than Michael... more than me." Hurt crossed his eyes for a split second. "Then he brought the new baby home, and you couldn't handle it. So all this is just a great big temper tantrum." The angel blade was raised again. "Time to grow up."
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(Y/n) stopped at the entrance to the hotel, suddenly remembering what Gabriel had told her. "Guys-- hold on, I need to go back in."
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Dean grabbed her arm, stopping her. "You're not going back in there, (Y/n). Not with what's going down between them, it's too dangerous!"
"Dammit, Dean! My phone's in our room, I need to go grab it. I'll be right back," she snagged her arm away from her older brother and sprinted back inside.
Sam and Kali had buckled up when Dean slid into the driver's seat. "Where the hell's (Y/n), Dean?"
On cue, (Y/n) rushed out of the building, waving her phone to show Dean that's what she went in there for. Sam rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Told you." (Y/n) tapped the back of the driver's seat. "Drive, Dean!" She took one last look at the hotel, silently praying that all this would work.
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