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// Chapter 1 
// Story: The Supernatural Brothers. 
// by tam285 
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Sam and Dean drove as best they could in the pouring rain, car lights on, but it was still hard to see. Castiel had finally located the Colt and agreed to give them it, only at this location.

Sam sighed. "Dean, I'm telling you, it's probably hidden from demons. That's why he wants us there. If he brings it to us, demons will be up our ass for months!" For the past half an hour, he and his brother, Dean had been arguing about whether Castiel was legitimate with having the all-powerful weapon.

Dean took a hand off the wheel. "Listen, I'm not saying we don't trust the guy, because that's exactly what I'm saying. Maybe the guy went rouge or got possessed and is only trying to lure us back so I can go to hell again and Lucifer takes over your body!" 

Sam rolled his eyes. "Castiel is smart enough to A, hide the Colt and B, not let any demon take control of him." 

The phone began to ring and Sam picked it up, letting his brother stress drive to their destination. 

It was Castiel. A very mad one at that. 

"Where the hell are you two? You're late and I have the Colt. When I'm around this weapon, I'm weaker. If a demon gets his hands on this gun. The world is over, okay? All your loved ones, gone. Friends? Gone. Brother? Hell, again." 

Sam rolled his eyes. "Listen here, Cass. We're about 20 minutes away from the destination. If you're a demon, we're gonna kill you and that stupid little vessel of yours. If not, you give us the colt and it's bullets and we go on our merry way." 

Castiel sighed. "Look, hurry up. This salt and hiding spell isn't going to last forever. I've got enough to last me the next half an hour. Grab the gun, discus your next plan and drive fast, away from here. As soon as the demons find out you were nearby, they will come for you, aggressive and pissed."

"Okay, make sure everything's ready. We're on our way." and with that, Sam hung up the phone and threw his head back in anger. He threw the phone in the backseat and looked towards his brother. 

"Drive. Now."

Dean nodded and pressed on the breaks, rounding corners at the speed of light until they came upon a road with a bridge just above. They were here. They pulled to the side and headed into the bushes, getting hit by a few as well. They saw Castiel and ran towards him.

"Ah, finally, you're here." Castiel sounded pissed at something. "I have good news and bad news. Do you have your father's book?" 

"Yeah, it's in the car, why?" Sam asked.

"Get it. The colt is gone. It was in my pocket, we need to go somewhere else to get it."

Dean punched Castiel, which did nothing. "WHERE IS THE FUCKING COLT, CASS? WE DROVE 2 DAYS AND YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE IT?"

Castiel regained himself and look at him, still somehow staying calm. "I can't tell you. Where this place is, needs to stay away from humans. That's why I will be going alone. Your father went there once, he wrote down how to spawn the portal in the journal." 

Dean shook his head. "No. I call bullshit." 

Castiel sighed. "Dean, do you see the Colt anywhere?" he paused to look around and shook his head. "Exactly. Take my word for it. After all the things you've seen, can you believe that multiple, possibly endless words exist? So, I'm only going to ask one more time. Get me the journal."

He sighed. "Sam, go get the journal." he nodded and took off running back to the car. This left Dean and Castiel alone. 

"We're coming with you." Dean said, crossing his arms. "If you're gone, who will we have to defend ourselves if something happens? Not Bobby, he's fuckin' missing!" 

Castiel sighed. "On one condition. You leave me to find it. When we're done, we come back and you never even acknowledge where you've just been, otherwise I erase your memory. Deal?"

Sam came back and handed Castiel the book. "Deal." 

Dean sighed. "Deal, now can we get going now?"  

Castiel shook his head. "Not yet. I need to draw this pentagram which, if done so correctly, will give us the ability to go to their world." 

"What the hell do we even do when we get there?" 

Castiel focused on the pentagram's details, along with some symbols on the sides. "I met the leader once. I teleported there by accident and it was only for about 5 minutes. It was when I was late to your motel room that one time. I didn't stay because I obviously had to meet you. Anyways, she said that if I ever needed help, I could come back. So, that's what we're doing."

"Why are we sure the Colt is in this world? It could be in the hands of some all-mighty demon." Castiel walked over at Sam and shrugged. "I honestly have no clue. Maybe I messed up with the worlds and it teleported into their world. Lets just hope they haven't discarded it." 

After a few minutes of silence and some awkward glares, he had finished. 

"Sam, Dean, just stand in the middle, I have to say some Latin to actually activate this thing." 

Sam shrugged and stood on the platform. Dean hesitated. "Sam, if we die from this, I just wanna let you know, you're a bitchy brother."

"And?" 

"That's it." Dean replied, with a shit-eating grin in his face. He stepped in the middle and Castiel follow soon.

"So, Cas, what are the side effects? Enlighten us."

"Physical more then mental. You'll get what I mean after we get there. Oh, yeah, stay quiet and don't yell. You'll want to but we'll be in a forest. We need to find Princess Celestia, and then the Colt. Then we come back and find Bobby. Got it?"

Both nodded. Castiel hung his head down and began to chant.

"Wintoniensis Wynton 'Angelus."

"Sit nobis, opus est nobis de hoc mundo."

The candles blew out and a big flash of light surrounded them. 

Dean felt off. It was day, despite it being the middle of the night just mere seconds ago. He couldn't even stand. When he did, he had hooves.

"CASS, WHERE THE HELL ARE MY HANDS?"