A/N: unbeta’d as usual, I hope there is nothing off. English is not my mothertongue, so forgive me if there are mistakes, ok? Ah, I wrote it while I was ill, so if there is something that sounds not good tell me, ok?
———————————————- Ch. 02 - The Silver Eyed King - part 2
- I thought that non-warrior training was a new thing for the Organization.
Helen had stopped Claire and her tone showed doubt. In fact, they had seen only Raftela - that Number Ten of the current generation - who was given a non-warrior training. Cynthia smiled lightly, then said:
- Well, if this Number One is still alive, he might give some tips to Raftela.
- I don’t want to break your optimism, but we still don’t know whether this Castiel is alive. For all we know he might have awakened.
Denev had talked in a doubtful tone. Claire looked at the diary, then replied:
- We won’t know, unless we go on reading.
Denev nodded, then let Claire keep reading.
The warriors have reached Pieta - they’ve been travelling for at least five days, counting all the stops they’ve made. The people look at them with fright, as if they were wild animals ready to attack. Dean snickers, muttering something about “the usual treatment”, while Sam looks around to see where they can find the Organization’s man. Castiel stares at everything with eyes wide open, as if everything he sees is new to him. He stops when he feels a presence behind him: it is the person they’re looking for.
- Looks like you’ve finally arrived.
Sam grabs Dean from a shoulder, so they both turn towards the man.
- Looks like you creep have some info for us.
The Number Two’s tone is snarky. The man smiles slyly.
- Not much to add. Go to the town of Indar. The awakened being is there.
- Anything else to add?
- What? Go, find it and kill it? Does it matter?
- No, of course not.
After taking some supplies, they head out to Indar. It is not that far from Pieta and, if they’re lucky - they will finish this mission in a couple of days.
As they reach to Indar, everything looks quite normal. They are disguising themselves, so that no one notices them. Their silver eyes scan the streets looking for that awakened being, but they can’t find anything. Dean curses between his teeth, then turns towards Sam and Castiel. The Number One is keeping his eyes closed: he is reading every single trace of Youki ha can perceive. The brothers look at him waiting for something. After a long moment of silence, Castiel declares:
- There is a faint trace of Youki on the outskirts of this village.
Sam nods, then makes a gesture to Dean and unsheathes his sword. The three warriors go in the direction Castiel is pointing. The trace of Youki is extremely feeble and everyone is kind of grateful that the Number One can perfectly read Youki. In the blink of an eye they are outside the village; Castiel looks perplexed, as if he couldn’t find the trace anymore. He closes again his eyes. He shooks his head, as if he couldn’t understand how something like that could have happened. His ability betrayed him and he can’t understand the reason why. Sam pats him, while Dean looks at him, as if he would say ‘you did your best, let’s go back to Indar, we’ll figure everything when we finally rest’.
When the three warriors go back to the village, they rent a room. Some minutes before, Dean had taken out a packet, in which there are those Youki-suppressing pills. He tells his brother and Castiel to take one, so that their eyes can switch to a normal color. Hiding the armour under the cape is not that difficult; they could just say that they are warriors of the Org, but ever since Castiel found out that mysterious Youki, they are decided to stay under cover for a bit. At least until they’ve figured out who or what they’re fighting against.
Castiel has been a bit doubtful when taking the pill. He’s not used at having his Youki completely suppressed, so the medication is having a wwird effect on him: he feels dizzy and a bit tired and this makes him a bit angry. Not that he has the intention of showing this, anyway. As soon as the three warriors are in their room, Dean gazes at Castiel.
- So. How was the Youki like?
THe Number One is still pondering about his ability failing him, mutters things like “how could it happen?” and “I knew I needed more training”. Number Two snaps his fingers at him.
- Hey, Cas.
- Yes, Dean.
- How was the Youki like?
Castiel shooks again his head, then says:
- It didn’t look like the Youki of an Awakened Being.
- What do you mean?
Sam is curious about the matter, so he’s listening carefully at every word.
- It looked like it belonged to… To a warrior like us. A powerful one, but not an awakened being.
Dean sighs, while Sam replies:
- The Organization is keeping something secret, but I really don’t know what it it.
- Let’s go through the various options.
Dean’s tone is pensive.
- They can’t kill us. We’re the first three numbers and we are still useful.
- We went against orders more than once.
- Yeah, true. But they still don’t have warriors powerful enough to replace us with.
- Could it be truly an awakened being?
- They would’ve given us more info. And the whole ‘wait for one of our men to redirect you’ sounds really suspicious. They never did something like that before. Not as far as we know.
- And then there is the fact that Castiel has sensed the Youki of a warrior, not of an awakened being.
A long silence follows this.
- So, what’s the plan?
- For the moment we’ll find the owner of that Youki. Then we’ll put the pros and cons as soon as we discover what we are fighting against. For the time being we rest.
The other warriors nod. Castiel tilts his head, then says:
- I will try to figure out the source of this Youki, but this medication is having a weird effect on me.
Dean raises a brow.
- Is it making you limp?
- … Figuratively, yes.
- It’s a common effect. Right now you’re a baby with a claymore.
Castiel frowns, then lets out a sigh. Then turns his back to Dean in silence. After an awkward pause, Sam says:
- I think you hurt his feelings.
Dean shrugs, then leans on his sword.
A/N: I am assuming that Miria, since she investigated into EVERYTHING that concerned the Organization and the warriors, knows
pretty much every warrior of the past, at least by name, because she read everything in the Org’s archives, ok?
Ch. 01 - The Silver Eyed King - part 1
Claire stopped reading and looked towards Miria. Everyone seemed to wait for an explanation. Galatea had closed her eyes and now she was opening them.
- I am really surprised, it’s maybe the first time I hear something from a so far generation - apart from the Abyssal Ones, of course.
Miria, after a long pause, said:
- I read those names in the archives, when I was investigating. They said they died. The thing is, we are reading something from former Number One, Two and Three. It is not so easy to take down warriors with those numbers and from the point of view of the Organization it must have been quite an effort tracking them down.
- Are you saying they might be alive somewhere? We never heard of them.
Denev replied. Miria, at that point, sighed.
- I don’t really know this myself. The only way is keeping reading the diary. Maybe it was meant as a sign for the future warriors.
Then she made a vague gesture and Claire started reading again.
Ermita and Crowley urge the three warriors to reach the North as soon as they can, possibly avoiding Rabona - the holy city is always wary about sorcery and supernatural things, and this includes also the Organization’s warriors. Thus they have to take the long road. Dean will cuss a lot, and Sam’s bitchface will be at its maximum power, but they deal with it; the Organization has ears everywhere, and whilst they are still useful, in the right moment the bosses decide they are not useful anymore, they will be killed on the spot with some poor excuse.
Castiel hasn’t spoken too much, apart from few sentences about “we should be careful”, “this mission will not be easy” and “I hope we will cohoperate”. Very professional, it has to be admitted. The thing is, he hasn’t spoken much of himself - Dean and Sam tend to trust each other, because they know each other and they speak with each other quite a lot. Being with someone they don’t really know whether to trust or not bugs them in some way. Especially Dean is bugged. He is normally very suspicious about pretty much everything, and the fact that the Org has made the Number One - which he never met before - in a mission sounds to him like a trap, or something that the bosses are desperately trying to hide.
From his part, Sam tries to be not so suspicious. Sure, he’s got some issues about this whole thing, but he keeps everything to himself - he doesn’t want Dean to get worried and Castiel to feel uncomfortable. He basically does not trust himself too much - ever since that affair with Ruby, the Number 17 of the Org. THat was a nasty and complicated affair, and one of the reasons why Sam needs to behave.
By this time, the three warriors have been travelling restlessly for four days. Still, Castiel hasn’t spoken a word, but they have reached to the borders of the land of Alphonse. Dean plunges his sword to the ground and sits down, leaning to the blade.
- We stop here for a bit.
Sam looks at him for some moments, before replying:
- Shouldn’t be Castiel who gives orders? He’s the highest in rank after all.
Dean is about to say something, but Castiel speaks first.
- It is not of import who gives orders. We must accomplish our mission.
Dean smirks slightly, then stands up, taking his sword.
- Hey, Number One. Come with me, we need to talk.
Sam looks at his brother with a perplexed expression. He can perceive that Dean’s Youki is not hostile - and he knows that Castiel can perceive this too, that’s why he follows him without a word - but Sam knows better, Dean might be faking. He assumes he should be watching from afar, ready to stop the two in case the things get worse.
Once outside the cave they have found shelter into, Dean draws his sword out to guard.
- Draw out your sword.
Castiel tilts his head to a side in confusion.
- Why? Is it not allright that I follow you?
The Number Two sighs.
- Dude, how the hell am I supposed to trust you? I saw you for the first time four days ago, man, and you haven’t said a word the whole time.
- Is it a trial?
- Very smart of you.
Castiel unsheathes his sword hesitantly.
- I do not wish to hurt you, Dean.
- I am Number Two, I can fight pretty well. Ready?
Before he even gets an answer, he aims at Castiel, who counters the blow. The latter has not the time to counter attack that he dodges a hit from below. Dean stops for a moment.
- Dude. You should at least try to attack a bit.
- I told you I do not wish to hurt you.
- You think I’m weak?
Dean literally growls at him. Castiel bows his head.
- I did not say that, Dean, I think that we should not…
- Attack me! It’s a trial, Cas, a goddamn trial!
Castiel looks surprised. Did Dean just call him “Cas”? Unfortunately, he hasn’t the time to linger on this thought, because Dean is attacking him again. He dodges the blow and brings himself behing the other warrior. He concentrates and managese to manipulate a bit Dean’s Youki, in a way that he doesn’t move for a second, then hits him with the hilt of his sword, sending him at some meters from him.
Dean is puzzled. He slowly stands up, then stares at Castiel, who stares back.
Dean would like to say a billion of things, but he can’t phrase his thoughts. Castiel answers.
- I can manipulate Youki. I can perceive how much Youki my enemy has and anticipate his movements.
Dean nods slowly. Castiel keeps talking apologetically.
- I was given also as a non-warrior training under suggestion of Crowley. I was told to concentrate myself on the Youki.
Dean sheathes his sword, then goes by Castiel and pats his shoulder.
- Understood. Let’s go, Cas, otherwise Sam’ll go all bitchy.
- Man, it’s a pity I horribly suck at reading Youki, that is awesome!
The number One is surprised. The last time someone called him like that he was a kid. It was too much time before, when he was not even a warrior. He likes it, “Cas” sounds like something he has lost a lot of time ago. In the meanwhile Sam is giving to his brother a sour look - bitchface number 54.
- Dean, can you remind me how old are you?
- Why would you care?
- Dean, we are on a mission, dammit! You’re too careless!
- Yeah, yeah, I get it. I’m going to sleep, bitch.
Sam turns toward Castiel. He scratches his head, then says:
- He’s not bad. He just loves being a jerk.
- We should go to sleep too, Sam. We have still a long way before us.
The warrior nods, then leans on his sword and closes his eyes. Castiel follows shortly after.
I made the soundtrack for this crossover AU! So it sets the mood when reading/writing :3 I hope you’ll like it!:D
01 - Blackmore’s Night - 25 Years
02 - Namikawa Daisuke (Ulquiorra) - CRUSH the ‘WORLD’ DowN
03 - Peter Hollens feat. Lindsey Stirling - Skyrim
04 - Within Temptation - It’s the Fear
05 - Stratovarius - Will The Sun Rise
06 - The Offspring - Staring at the Sun
07 - Silversun Pickups - Currency of Love
08 - Yuki Kajiura - Maze
09 - Loreena McKennitt - Tango to Evora
10 - Rise Against - Dirt and Roses
11 - Blackmore’s Night - Sake Of The Song
12 - Yoko Kanno - Rain
13 - Papa Roach - Burn
14 - Nightwish - Dark Chest Of Wonders
15 - Three Days Grace - One X
16 - Florence + The Machine - Spectrum
17 - Pink Floyd - Goodbye Blue Sky
18 - Sahashi Toshihiko - Simulacrum Miyakuni
19 - Tiromancino - Imparare dal vento
20 - OneRepublic - Marchin On
A/N: English is not my mothertongue, please forgive me my mistakes and tell me where the fic sounds weird. Thanks.
Ch. 00 - At the Beginning
Rabona was now an empty city, if not for the soldiers and the warriors who had remained to protect it. When Miria finally entered the building they were waiting while the awakened being approached the city, she was greeted with a laughter coming from Helen. She scowled a bit, but she went by Denev, who was holding an old necklace and what seemed to be a worn out book. Miria looked at the objects with a questioning look.
«Where did you find them?»
It was Galatea who answered.
«Tabasa found them not so far from this city. She peeked inside the book.»
THe former Number Six turned towards Tabasa, waiting for her to tell what she had seen. This latter just nodded, then said:
«It looks like a diary of some old warriors. I saw their names; apparently they were male warriors called Sam, Dean, Balthazar and Castiel.»
«Is there anything of interest for us?»
«We don’t know yet, that’s why we were waiting for you!»
Helen exclaimed with a big grin, taking the diary from Denev’s hands and handing it to Miria. The warrior just tossed it at Claire.
«Would you read it, please?»
Claire nodded, then opened it at the first page, carefully turning the pages, that looked as if they could turn into dust at the slightest touch.
«How much time have we got before the awakened being is right at Rabona’s walls?»
«Enough to finish this, I think.»
She then looked curiously at the writing, before starting to read it. The diary began with the meeting of the Thirteenth Generation’s Number One, Two and Three.
Dean makes a discomfort gesture, then draws out his sword and starts swinging it. Sam glances at him with a perplexed expression. He calls his brother, his tone showing hesitation.
«What is it, Sammy?»
He isn’t quite sure on how to phrase his thoughts, so he takes things at safe distance.
«I was talking about what Ermita showed us. What do you think?»
Dean keeps swinging his sword; he stays silent, that’s not a good sign. Truth is, the Number Two can’t really figure out what he has just seen and so he’s dealing his way, putting apart every single emotion and bottling up. That way, Sam knows for certain it is nearly impossible even thinking of trying to talk with Dean. Just when things couldn’t go worse than this, Crowley approaches them.
Crowley, one of the men in black of the Organization, is better known as King of Hell. No one is quite sure how he got the name, but sure he may look like it in the black suit he always wears. It surprises the warriors the fact that he approaches them with Castiel. The Number One just stares at them, then his gaze stops on Dean.
Crowley, in the meanwhile, draws the attention on the reason why he is there.
«I have a mission for you two morons.»
Sam addresses him one of his bitchfaces - number 27 of the list actually, as Dean will joke later - and Dean snaps at him:
«Careful, Crowley, I’m not ready to deal with your bullshit.»
«Listen up, you arrogant little shit. I don’t care what number you are, one word from me and you’re out.»
The snarky tone suggests that Crowley won’t allow any reply. He smiles slyly and keeps talking as if nothing happened.
«I’ve got a mission for you. You go in the North, there’s a village at some miles from Pieta. There’s been an attack of two awakened beings. Castiel is tagging along. I was told Ermita introduced him to you earlier.»
As Dean tries to open his mouth to say something, Crowley immediately snaps at him.
«There’s no such a thing like talking back. How about for once you follow the orders we give you?! Okay?! Morons!»
Sam just pats his brother on the shoulder and replies:
«Where exactly? Can you give us more information?»
«That’s talking, Moose. You go to Pieta, then you get redirected from there by one of our men. Am I clear?»
Sam snorts at the nickname, but nods.
As soon as Crowley leaves, the brothers’ attention is drawn towards Castiel, who is just standing before them in silence. The pause before Sam decides it’s time to say something is long and awkward, because neither of them has the slightest idea of how to deal with the situation. Adding to this that Castiel looks uite intimidating and the brothers can feel the huge gap between their Yoki and his one. But then Sam says something.
«So… You are Castiel. Nice to meet you, I’m Number Three, Sam, this is my brother Dean, Number Two.»
He stretches a hand towards him. Castiel is unsure of what to do; he hesitantly shakes hands with Sam while nodding - a perplexed expression on his face - then glances at Dean, who still hasn’t stopped looking at him. He wonders what will happen now.
These two are former No. 1 Michael (right) and former No. 2 Lucifer (left). They belong to the same generation as Gabriel. Long story short: Lucifer and Michael are brothers. They are always arguing, mostly for trivial things, they are the kind of brothers who deeply hate and deeply love each other and they both tend to exaggerate, when it comes to express themselves, and since they can’t find a way to understand better each other, their only way is arguing. When they lost their parents and their village was destroyed, things just got worse, thus leading them to put a metaphorical wall between them. This doesn’t mean they don’t care about each other, they can be really overprotective towards each other. They mostly hate each other, but they distortedly really love each other - the thing is quite complex. Luvr is the one who finds them and acts on their hate/love . Last time, before Lucifer awakened, Michael hurt his brother badly, so Lucifer awakened. Michael awakened too because he wanted to stop his brother’s tantrum, so he leads them both towards the land of the South - where many and many generations later Luisella will dwell.
I still have to figure out their awakened form, suggestions are very welcome.
Other sketches - because my friend discovered the previous ones and she urged me to draw other people! xD
Crowley: he is one of the “men in black” of the Organization. He keeps eyes on Castiel - basically he was the one who found Castiel and brought him to the Org. Story is, he tricks Castiel telling him he knows where his father is, which in reality he doesn’t know, Castiel believes him, so he accepts the deal of working for him in exchange for the location of his father. Castiel realizes too late that he was tricked.
Adam: in this AU he is not a Winchester. He guides rogue Cas, Dean and Sam through the whole land of the South, where the two awakened beings Lucifer and Michael are dwelling. The Org never sent No. 1, 2 and 3 in the South because of Lucifer and Michael, so, since they don’t know the land too well, they rely on Adam, because he knows paths that lead into the West without encountering neither Lucifer, nor Michael. The two awakened beings will notice them nonetheless…
Do you see this? THis is basically the WHOLE plot of this AU; I’m working for you, I just have REALLY a hectic period. But I’ll write EVERYTHING. In the meanwhile you can ask everything, Ask Box is always open!
This is a sketch of Bobby and Karen. In this AU Karen lives, because both Claymore and Supernatural are very VERY angsty per se and someone has to live.
Bobby and Karen are a couple who give shelter to Cas, Dean and Sam when the latters run away from the Organization.
They don’t fear at all the Claymore like the other people, so they live on the outskirts of a small village. They don’t fear them at all, because, as they were saved by a passing-by Claymore, who killed a youma that attacked their house, they have the heart and mind to see the warriors as more human. In fact, the couple treats Castiel, Dean and Sam as normal human beings, eventually teaching them stuff they had forgotten/never learned, because the way of a warrior has no time for domestic stuff.
Karen can’t have children and Bobby - ça va sans dire - kind of suffered from this. Thus they are glad they can help the three warriors and at a certain point they treat them like they were their sons - y’know, the way Bobby in the canon treats the Winchesters and Castiel. They protect the warriors and scold the whole village, because the village sees Dean, Sam and Cas as “different”.