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Shine, 19. Under an atomic sky CHTMLior of the circle of fire. Lucifer can not pass through, can not break from the outside if you think Michael and we will not leave until it is time. I have the Colts to open the door, you have the rings. "Pausing briefly, look where he is Dean. "Michael and Lucifer wear a monitor, I'll leave the circle and open the door and you say the magic words and use the rings to force Lucifer in the cage. And go back to hell Lucifer. Forever and ever, amen. "He nods. "What could go wrong? Especially with Bobby in the truck and redor of the seams of his jeans and looks ready to get out of your skin. His eyes are shimmering and bright. Ready, Sam understands and is almost in shock at the thought that finally here, that the time is now , the quiet sense of anticipation that gripped all of them after that he put one foot out of the truck is finished. "Okay," Dean said with a calm that belies his obvious stress. "Let us continue with this." Spends his look at the colt in the hands of Castiel. "You put it right there, Cas, when the time comes. And entonces you astray. No heroics ... "He falls silent, raises a hand and puts it over the shoulder of Castiel. "Look, Cas," he says softly. "Am I to understand?" "It's clear as crystal," Castiel replies obediently. "There will be no heroics." Swap. "Dean ..." "I know." Dean nods, her eyes are masked and distance. "I know, Cas. Just - be careful. " Then looking directly at Sam. & QUOT; You too, Sam, "he says and smiles. "Sammy ..." exhale gently. "I'm serious. Nothing to be a hero. I have to bring it here so we can use the rings, but he also must believe he can win. Will fight to death and that is its advantage. I do not ... I'll hold my fist in it and that makes it more difficult for me. But you stay in the circle, no matter what happens, no matter what he does or says ... no matter what I do or say. "His unwavering focus is on Sam's face. "And then ... & quot; doubles your lips up on his family and send twisted smile to eat shit. "There is one point three million dollars in low-value tickets in boxes in Bobby's house. Might be needed if this is going to ass against the stake. No credit will be no post-apocalypse. But spend it wisely, huh, none of that emo trash yours. " Sam left hanging his lips for a second, taken by surprise despite its own growing anxiety. "Wait a minute," Where - " " The recipient of Zachariah had a couple of accounts to obscure orpared by his brother even when he wants to run screaming away from him terrified because now understood that what was really thought it was stress, stored energy, because Dean is eager for this, so thirsty , longs. Dean and not even really looking at Sam, is looking through it, and turned slowly, his hands on his hips. While doing so, Sam can feel Castiel, stumbling against him, may feel the other man's thin frame shaking like a leaf while whispering, Michael, and Sam looks to see what's in itcies trance, her eyes shining eagerly, and his beatific face while watching, before Sam directed his gaze back to Dean, no, Michael , thus correcting it, ready, ready for the assault. "Lucifer," Michael says wearily. "You come to end it all? It will not happen. " Lucifer raises an eyebrow. "Your've seen what happens, Michael." Dice reasonable. "It is default. Is inevitable. I win. In fact ... "I sonríea Sam. "We won, Sam. You and I together, because I'll be wearing my best suit forvictory dance. "rose of the monument of granite, gives a few steps forward, shakes his head sympathetically. "The here and now do not matter, Michael. Not change the future. But you can be part of it. My offer is still there ... all you have to do is pick me. " There is a long moment of silence in which Michael appears to ponder the words of Lucifer. "You're wrong, Lucifer," then whispers, and the pace is mesmerizing, almost hypnotic. "Only the present really matters. Because the past can not be changed and the future is unknown. "And then his voice comessharp and decisive. "The I choose them. They have more potential. " The wind rises suddenly, there is a flurry of raindrops and Sam realizes roaring thunder ominously over their heads, you see the lightning illuminating his peripheral vision ; rich. And while watching the silhouette of Dean seems to blink, it becomes less substantial in front of their eyes and as if his brother was no longer sound, as if there was meat, it's like a promise, threat The spirit of the approaching storm. Dean vanishes at the same time that makes Lucifer and time ceases to creep into c marginallI, slow motion and begins to run at a breakneck pace, out of control. All I hear is noise Sam, the wind howling sadly, thunder clapping dangerously. The rain and hail stoning her cheeks as dark and undulates and shakes the earth beneath him. You can not help looking up again, it shrinks when you see a split second glimpse of the grim black disk of the moon covering the sun, now outlined by the bright glow of the solar corona and scalded her eyes sparkle before Castiel force him to lower his head. "It's happening," Castiel redundantly shouting above the din, just in cara of Sam and his eyes look huge and terrified. "Do not look. We must be prepared. Caerása crouch or through the flames. " And Sam nods, spits a mouthful of sharp pellets of ice, extending their hands to regain balance when Castiel crashes grabs Ely clothes of another man fall to the floor. The ground vibrates and shakes so violently that bounces like peas on a drum and around the stones move up and down in a macabre dance. Michael has been watching the sun since I woke up, watching as the small notch in the c & amp; iacute; circle became a significant piece, the sky became darker and the light sombríoy fell, retreating to spread a gray bronze on the day. With less than fifteen minutes when you delete all the hallmarks of the ribs of Sam and the sky is dark indigo then. not feel the storm buffeting around them, do not feel the force of hail and not hear the roll of thunder. It stands between the dark and amorphous clouds and looks down to see a sickly yellow twilight below. Further rises, where the sun is now a fiery crescent on the borders ofiacute;, his sword gleaming in silver and Michael does not hesitate, sinks, hand out a barrage of blows with his brother spiraling, stained with blood and soaked with sweat, before Lucifer back like a bullet to the area and turn to him with burning eyes and angry. "That was tough, Michael," chatters. "And I punish rudeness wherever you find it." "Killing our brother was rude," hisses Michael. "It really bothered me." onslaught of new collision force, shear, cut, size and the butcher Alaistairbe taught to be. And flying sparks and flashes of grace in their trauma injury while dancing the same dance as before, charging at each other, ducking and dodging, plunging and rising and Lucifer feint and dodge the endless volley of attacks by Michael hits and stake before Michael's on target, Lucifer falls to the ground. Endgame screams violently around them, a series of star-and heart-rending noises and the wind howling and the ground is still vibrating in turbulence. Sam squints beyond the flames, vaguely see the truck bouncing up and down on your tiresBobby dropped him and the earth opens up a yawning rift opening between them and the old. Castiel he is gesticulating wildly to the old, shouting to be heard above the din. Then Sam grabs, shakes it, raise your other hand and points. "Look! Sam, look! "


And there is his brother, Lucifer, too, in the center of a swirling vortex of torrential rain, lit by electricity that lights the sky and is n slowly moving in circles, before pouncing on a cascade of blows too r & aacute; rapids for Sam's eyes follow them. The elucidated through the darkness illuminated by lightning and notched and strobe light three simultaneous explosions at three separate points to twenty feet away. The trees creak, shudder and released from its moorings, collapsing on the ground, its roots in the air releasing a shower of soil clods and stones bomb.

huddle, their heads covered, in front of hurricane-force fury detonating around them and after the rain stops waste, Castiel stands to his feet. "Go back to the truck, screams address securcute, na Bobby, waving his arms wildly. Sam land is being removed from the eyes, sees Bobby gesturing frantically for an answer and then begins to approach the fight while trying to navigate around the cracks. "What the fuck are you doing?" Brama Sam and you may feel like stripping your throat as you do, think your voice could have cut pulls his larynx with his strength. Both Ely Castiel are now waving their arms and sees Sam Michael look over his shoulder in the direction they are pointing. Raises a hand and low, almost casually and a deafening screechdecedor plays as a tree uprooted and fell on the ground, hiding the old view. Sam yells in vain and these cries are released and weakly collapsing in the wind, away from the ether. Castiel turns, his face pale and wet hair is removed from his eyes. "I do not think I have beaten," he screams. "I think Michael was just keeping away. You must keep distance or Lucifer used him as bait against him. "
Sam nods, swallows his horror, turns back to the show and stick approach of his brother. The adrenaline is flooding your system, yourGone Wild and puts his sword parallel to the ground to block a vertical cut of Michael, immediately becomes the position in a horizontal slash. Michael moved his gun to the left, dodging the blow to confidence, to strike again brandished aggressively diagonal. The Edge describes a pure and sparkling cut through the thigh of Lucifer and the devil howling in rage.
Castiel is pulling Sam's sleeve, leans. "He's herding. It is almost time. " is almost as if the fighters they had heard, because up a league and Sam feels his jaw slackens when convioerte in a frenzy and dammit if it is incredible, but also himself fall to the ground and grabs Castiel, what about a jalóny yells in his ear. "This looks serious, Cas, it seems that Dean really wants to kill him."

Metal against metal creaks and sparkles in the light cast by the circle of flames, while Michael breaks down, out his hand to regain balance, sweep forward and upward to hit barely controlled tip toward the neck of Lucifer. Lucifer while dodging the saber arch, moves to the left and fires his own coup and it's time for Michael to feel the sword. Then they both return to the loadseparate and rise to violence.
Their swords are still flashing and Michael yells when Lucifer stabbed once, twice, three times and see the blood pouring from his shoulder in a scarlet bubble before it starts to ooze slowly. Launched in response, lunges, makes his sword to reach its destination again and curses Lucifer in an ancient language.



"pay for that."

Michael grits his teeth. "Less talk," he mocks. "More fighting."

attacks again, falls under the guard of Lucifer, avoiding his sword, he knows the satisfaction & oacute, no contact and see the blood stream while leaving an irregular cut through the hip of his brother. Then for a moment look up, see the last rays of light spreading in intense flashes of white light until only one beam, the diamond ring effect announcing the total.

The urgency buzz at home and the beating of his heart. 's almost time, think.

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The duel is taking its toll, both Michael and Lucifer down the pace in a visible and now there is no finesse, just wear and brute force. Separate and walk in a circle again, cautiousios feet off the ground and sending it back onto his back.

Lucifer gets up and lunges while still on his knees, his sword down hard and fast. Sam screams in horror and choked him when he joined Michael hurriedly leaving the ass and delivering a crisp backhand to the face of Lucifer. Lethargically fighting, grunting with the effort, throwing punches, punches finding their target with impacts that destroy bones until they are out of the way Lucifer.

Michael strives to stand up, swinging his sword hanging limp as Lucifer also raised. Sam looks to have pausedto take measure of the other and while doing the wind down to a sinister and far cry. Michael runs his hand over his lips to cleanse the blood. Look for Lucifer, but his words are for Sam and Castiel.

"Time," announces icily.

Lucifer comic with contempt. "You're not my boss, Michael." move

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And stumbling to meet again.

Castiel no doubt, say nothing, jumps to his feet and like a dart swiftly through the flames, ran to the tomb and forcing the colt instead. Take a step back, looking over Sam hohe cuts it, grimly exultant. Let the sword fall to the ground, take a step toward him, opens his hands with palms facing forward and his voice softens. "But do not be alone."

And his eyes spontaneously go to the place where Castiel is crouched, watching in dismay.

Now Sam is going through the flames, rings on his hand so hot that just grab them and moves closer, it sends back his hand and throws the devil.

Listen to the words of his brother, but do not really pay attention, pand puts a hand on the shoulder of Castiel, the press, remove the sword and Sam can hear your awful fast forward while leaving the wound.

legs collapse as Castiel Dean clings to your body and Dean lets out a strangled gasp of anguish before staggering back a few steps before falling unstable knees, sliding the other man of his arms, limp and lifeless. Lucifer gets a foot below Castiel, turn him onto his side, gloating with Dean. "I still want to keep company, brother?" He laughs mischievously and is now carreteando, pulling his feet back against their will while black smoke began his twisted way out the door, releasing demons around its creator claims it as his prison. He bends, picks up the arm to drag him Dean.

Sam laughs harshly and smack Lucifer's eyes to find hers. "No he did not," spits between his rage by burning. "But I do."

And Sam is thrown, with his whole body thrusting, hitting both Lucifer and flying over the cliff. Sam is suspended by afraction of a second over the abyss until his fall is broken by catching his hand and hits the brick interior walls of the tomb, his legs dangling without force and Lucifer held precariously on your belt.

Sam weight stays there in space and twist your neck, Lucifer looks beyond the fiery glow reminiscent of earlier. The fallout extends as far as you can see and can smell the sickly stench of death and burning flesh emanating from its depths, feel the heat in her cheeks.

She looks to where the hand of his brother is holding firm and their own fingers sand are buried in the doll so fiercely that Dean can not feel your fingertips. Leverage is also known to be negligible and temporary. You can feel the tendons and muscles in his shoulder stretching, hear the bones crack and imagine him going off the joint. Dig desperately against the wall with his toes, trying to find a crack, a foothold. Blinks by sweat and burning in his eyes, looking through the hair plastered to his forehead to the face stunned watching Dean.

Sam licks his lips to moisten them so they can speak beyond their terroristar go. "

Sam shakes his head. "Listen, Dean ... I know that Adam did not want to fall down there." You can see that his brother is crying and have to squint to see through the blur of his own eyes. "I do not want you back there," he says. "And you have to worry about Adam ... Adam is not going to go. I'll say yes now and have to let me go. "Smile. "You promised me."

And Dean is shaking his head vehemently. "No. No Sammy, no ... "He closes his orC

"I am not innocent, Dean, Adam, but it is," Sam whispers. "We can release it. That's right ... and my free will, it is not anything to do with that shit on the destination. "Then looks away, down at the raging fury glowing in his eyes sunken half-brother. "I still want, I can have," he says and smiles, no joy. "What better revenge on us kick your ass, the answer is yes."

Almost instantly, Sam can feel it burning in him, something old and black and skeletal claws curling alround him, reaching his soul and holding her, stroking her gently, making it cold, hard ice in its interior. Fight against it, panting victorious, struggle for a moment.

looks up again. "I love you, Dean," he says. "You are my brother in every way that matters. And it was all real. Now finish this together. Let me go. Please. "

" But you will burn, "Dean gasps.

Sam sonríea

And through her tears. "Idiot," calms him gently. "The fall probablement