A/N: This chapter is extreme and graphically describes torture. Just a warning.

An otherwise quiet muggle street in London looked like a war zone. Cars were over turned, on fire, ripped to pieces. A number of the cars' alarms were going off.

A man in a trench coat walked towards the scene calmly and raised his hand- the noise suddenly stopping. He walked around to see a dead woman on the ground, wearing what looked like white robes. She looked at peace- a small blood mark on her throat the only sign that she wasn't sleeping. He looked down at her corpse, noticing the black outline, burnt into the ground, and stretching 20 feet either side of her.

Wings.

Castiel looked up hearing the approaching muggle police sirens before his gaze returned to the deceased woman.

"Goodbye my sister!"

With a small flutter he was gone, just as a number of confused and scared police officers arrived.

—~—

Thirteen individuals stood in front a large wooden funeral pyre, it contained the corpse of a woman wrapped in white linen, waiting for the cremation flames. It was a hunter's funeral.

Sam stood next to his young friend and partner and started to speak.

"Pam. I'm sorry. You died rescuing me. I'm so sorry Pam. I'm gonna miss you so much" Sam finished as tears fell down his cheeks. The pain Sam felt for the death of his friend was infinitely magnified by the fact he blamed himself. It was his fault she was dead.

The small number gathered were all in tears at this point except for one. Y/N stood there glaring at Pam's wrapped corpse. Pam was ready for her last rite, salted and burned, as was hunter tradition.

The others took their turns saying goodbye, tear stained, emotional, heart wrenching. Bobby, Jo, Ellen, Ash, Benny, Ruby, Jodie and her girls, Albus- even Hermione who didn't know her that well. All except one who stood there, silent, glaring.

Sam placed a hand on the young Lord's shoulder.

"Is there anything you want to say Y/N? Before we cremate her?"

Y/N's eyes hardened even further. His voice cold enough to send a chill down the spine of the hardest warrior.

"I'm gonna find anyone who was involved in this, and I'm gonna tear apart everything and everyone they've ever loved. And then I'm gonna rip out their hearts."

The others looked at each other concerned. Sam and Albus looked at each other worried before Sam spoke.

"Is that you talking or the archon Y/N?"

"Does it matter Sam?"

"It matters Y/N. It matters a great deal" Albus answered.

Y/N turned to face the others and they gasped as his eyes went from Green to pitch black to Green again.

Both!"

He picked up a torch and it lit non verbally before he lowered it onto Pam's death shroud. The others turned to leave the pyre, as was hunter tradition, but Y/N just stood there. Glaring.

The others left under Dumbledore's recommendation, leaving only himself, Sam, Ruby, Hermione and Y/N.

Eventually Y/N returned to the group. Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist. He wrapped his around her shoulders and kissed her head. He didn't speak.

"Ruby, Sam, Ms Granger- take my arms. I'll apparate you back to my office. Y/N, we'll meet you there. Come soon. Don't be alone. Please?" Albus asked gently, concerned for the mental well being of his young charge after such a loss.

Y/N nodded and the three did as the Headmaster asked, apparating away silently.

Y/N looked at the smouldering remains of Pam's pyre and felt his heart break again. He stared, silently, the rage building.

He apparated.

—~—

The four returned to see two men standing in the Headmaster's office, waiting for them.

"Castiel?" Hermione asked shocked as Sam and Ruby jumped in front of her and drew their wands. Hermione noticed the black man next to Castiel look at her and smirk menacingly. She instantly felt uncomfortable as Sam pulled her further behind him. That had to be Uriel.

"We aren't here for her. Where's the boy?" Uriel spoke in a condescending and arrogant tone.

"He's on his way. Why do you want him?" Sam asked, wand still drawn.

"That's none of your concern, is it boy? Angels don't answer to you" Uriel sneered again.

Their attention was drawn to Y/N, who suddenly appeared in the room, next to the Headmaster's desk.

His gaze landed on Uriel and he instantly exploded.

"YOU FILTHY WINGED MOTHERFUCKER! I'M GONNA EAT YOUR FUCKING HEART!"

He made for the Angel as his blade unsheathed but was pulled back suddenly, unable to move.

"What the fuck. What is this?" Y/N roared as he looked around in confusion.

"Enochian wards boy. Castiel may have protected you against earth magic, but you are still subject to Heaven's will. The wards are targeted to you. Designed for you. You can't even move unless we say so!" Uriel chuckled.

"You can stick Heaven's will straight up your arse Cupid. Come here, I'll show you how safe you are!" Y/N snapped back.

"We didn't come here to fight Y/N" Castiel spoke up for the first time from behind where Uriel stood.

Uriel chuckled. "You are needed"

"Needed?" Y/N snorted and again bellowed:

"We just got back from being needed!"

"You mind your tone with me" Uriel's eyes narrowed.

"No you mind your tone with us motherfucker!" Y/N roared.

Sam placed a hand on Y/N's shoulder, trying to placate him.

"Look we just got back from Pamela's funeral."

It didn't work as this set Y/N off more.

"Pamela. You know, psychic Pamela? You remember her. Cass, you remember her- you burned out her eyes. Remember that?"

Castiel looked at Y/N, a guilt ridden expression on his face but he didn't answer. Albus took the opportunity to pull Hermione further out the way, behind him in the corner.

Stay behind me Ms Granger. If this escalates I will apparate you out.

Hermione heard his voice in her head and nodded, watching with concern for her boyfriend as Y/N continued arguing with the angels.

"Good times. Yeah, then she died because she was one of your precious seals. So maybe you can stop pushing us around like chess pieces FOR FIVE FUCKING MINUTES!"

He smashed his hand on the Headmaster's desk, leaving a large indentation.

"We observe you and gave you your greatest weapon for our purposes" Uriel spoke, this time quieter.

"Yeah, and what were those again huh? What exactly do you want from me?"

"Start with gratitude" Uriel sneered.

Y/N's blade unsheathed again.

"I got your gratitude right here chuckles. Why don't you come give it a kiss?"

The room started to get darker, a breeze kicked off. The other people in the room weren't sure if it was coming from Y/N or Uriel. Ruby gently grabbed onto Y/N's arm and spoke to him tenderly:

"He's a piece of shit I know, but try to stay calm. Hermione is in here".

The atmosphere in the room returned to normal. Now they had their answer. Castiel spoke up again from behind Uriel.

"Y/N we know this is difficult to understand-"

"And we don't care" Uriel chuckled turning to Cass who stopped talking again.

Y/N looked between the two puzzled. Something was up.

"Now, seven angels have been murdered. All of them from our garrison. Have you got anything to do with it?" Uriel asked firmly.

The others, even Hermione, looked at Y/N in shock. Y/N looked at them as surprised as the others.

"The fuck are you talking about? How would I even know where to find angels?"

In a flash Castiel was next to him, hand on     Y/N's temple, before he was back in his spot behind Uriel.

"He's telling the truth Uriel. He knows nothing about our dead brothers and sisters."

"Well we go with our original plan then Castiel"

Uriel turned back to Y/N.

"The last one was killed today."

"Demons?" Y/N asked- the hunting juices starting to flow unconsciously through his body. Uriel sort of nodded.

"How are they doing it?" Y/N asked.

"We don't know."

"I'm sorry but what do you want us to do? I mean a demon with the juice to ice angels has to be out of our league" Sam asked frustrated.

"We can handle the demons thank you very much" Uriel sneered.

"Once we find whoever it is" Castiel added looking at Y/N.

"So you need our help... hunting a demon?"
Y/N asked directing the question to Castiel.

"Not quite" Cass added walking up to stand next to Uriel. "We have Alastair".

"Great. He should be able to name your triggerman" Y/N chuckled.

"But he... won't talk" Cass added with a tinge of what seemed like regret.

"Alastair's will is very strong. We've arrived at an impasse" Uriel explained.

Y/N chuckled.

"Yeah well King of Hell. He's like a black belt in torture. You guys are out of your league."

"That's why we've come to another black belt" Uriel chuckled.

Y/N's face instantly tightened.

"You happen to be the most qualified interrogator we've got" the angel added.

Y/N looked down with a serious face, his fists on Dumbledore's desk. Hermione started to panic.

"Y/N. You're our best hope" Castiel said with sincerity. Y/N looked up.

"No! No way. You can't ask me to do this Cass- with the archon. Not this"

Castiel's face was full of regret while Uriel chuckled again.

"Who said anything about asking?"

With a flutter the three of them were gone. Sam looked around at the others who were stunned. Hermione covered her mouth, tears already threatening to break out.

"Damn it!" Sam bellowed in rage and frustration.

—~—

Y/N looked around what appeared to be an old disused factory. He had no clue where he was. He tried to apparate but couldn't.

"Damn it you winged fuckers!"

Castiel beckoned him over to a door. Visible through a small window was a man, strung up on an iron Star of David, a Devil's trap around his feet.

"This Devil's trap is old Enochian. He's bound completely" Castiel said to Y/N.

Y/N was starting to slightly hyperventilate, panic, what would happen if he did this?

"Fascinating. Where's the door?"

Y/N turned and walked off.

"Where are you going?" Castiel asked him.

"Get the hell out of these wards and apparate to Hogwarts thank you very much!"

Uriel was suddenly in front of him. He unsheathed his blade and swung but the Angel was already on the other side of the room.

"Try it again. I can get to her in a second. I don't want to but I will!"

Fear gripped Y/N's chest. He sheathed his blade away. Uriel was back in front of him.

"Angels are dying boy."

"Everybody is dying these days. And hey I get it you're all-powerful. You can make me do whatever you want, but you can't make me do this!"

He finished by turning to speak to Cass.

"This is too much to ask. I know. But we have to ask it" Castiel replied sadly.

Y/N and Cass stared into each other's eyes for a moment before Y/N looked down in thought and then back to Uriel.

"I want to talk to Cass alone."

Uriel looked passed him to Castiel.

"I think I'll go seek... revelation. We might have further orders."

"Well get some fire whiskey while you're out" Y/N replied quickly. Uriel started laughing.

"Ah, this one just wont quit will he? I think I'm starting to like you boy."

With a flutter he was gone. Y/N turned to face Castiel directly.

"You guys don't walk enough you're gonna get flabby."

Castiel stared at him unmoved.

"You know I'm starting to think junkless has a better sense of humour than you do."

"Uriel's the funniest angel in the garrison. Ask anyone" Castiel replied blankly.

Y/N stared at him blankly before closing his eyes and whispering: "Fuck me"

He opened them again and looked at Cass seriously.

"What's going on Cass? Since when does Uriel put a leash on you?"

"My superiors have begun to question my sympathies."

"Your sympathies?"

"I was getting too close to the humans in my charge. To you. They feel I've begun to express emotions, the doorways to doubt. This can impair my judgement."

Y/N instantly felt conflicted. Cass was getting his arse chewed out or worse because he liked Y/N. What the fuck was wrong with Heaven- they were supposed to be the good guys. He walked passed Cass and looked at the door.

"Well, tell Uriel, or whoever... you do not want me doing this. Trust me."

"Want it? No. But I've been told we need it."

Y/N's lip started trembling. His voice starting to break.

"You ask me to open that door and walk through it... you will not like what walks back out."

"For what it's worth Y/N... I would give anything not to have you do this"

Y/N closed his eyes and swallowed.

—~—

The door to Alastair's holding cell opened. Y/N pushed in a guerney with all manner of torture devices on it. He closed the door behind him.
Alastair looked up, breathing heavily, and smiled. He started singing quietly.

Heaven.. I'm in heaven... and my heart beats so that I can hardly speak. I seem to find the happiness I seek. When we're out together and dancing cheek to cheek....

Y/N pulled a cover off, revealing knives, syringes, blunt tools, extraction tools, cutting tools, holy water, salt, iron. Alastair started laughing.

"I'm sorry hmm hmm this is a very.. serious very emotional situation for you archon. I shouldn't laugh it's just that... I mean...

Are they serious?"

Y/N hardened his heart. Pushed everything down. Turned on the rage and the hatred. He gave Alastair his death glare.

"They sent you to torture me?"

"You got one chance. One. Tell me who's killing the angels. I want a name."

"You think I'll see all your scary toys and spill my guts?"

"Oh you'll spill your guts. One way or another. I just didn't want to ruin my shoes."

"Well..." Alastair looked down.

"Now answer the question!"

"Or what? You'll work me over?"

His face suddenly changed from laughing to menacing. Demonically menacing.

"But then maybe... you don't want to. Maybe...

You're ahh scared to"

He broke into sing song again.

"I'm here aren't I?" Y/N replied with a bluff.

"Not entirely. You must have felt it. You left a little bit of yourself back in the pit... back in..."

Alastair smiled gleefully.

"...Hell. Let's see if we can.. get the two of you back together again shall we? See who comes out to play then."

Y/N clicked his tongue and turned around.

"You're gonna be disappointed"

"You haven't disappointed me yet boy. Your work with Rookwood. Why it just made me tingle in all the right places. What you did to the Dursley's.. ohh it was orgasmic" he chuckled again.

"We've watched you for a long time boy!"

Y/N walked up to his tray of torment as Alastair continued to goad him.

"Come on. You want a little payback. You know your father is stuck in hell for all the lives he took in the war. Why don't you give me a little payback for all the things I've done to your Daddy..."

Y/N looked up. His face contorted with rage.

—~—

Sam, Albus and Ruby stood around the Headmaster's desk. Hermione was sat on a chair to the side being comforted by Minerva and Lavender.

"Are you sure this is going to work Ruby? This is really dark-"

Sam was cut off by Ruby.

"It's Satanic magic Sam. But we don't have a choice. It's the only way I know how to track him. Let's just get the ritual done!"

—~—

Alastair was still taunting Y/N as he prepared his instruments of pain.

"I've had your pop on my rack for close to a decade. Oh he is so fun to rip apart! That handsome face. Those eyes. Your eyes. Can't tell you how many times I've ripped them out!"

Y/N took a big swing of whiskey to steel himself and started filling up a goblet full of holy water.

"Oh now we're getting somewhere" Alastair continued to mock.

"Wait. Holy water. COME ON! Grasshopper you're gonna have to get creative to impress me!"

"You know something Alastair. The archon has never stopped coming for me in my dreams. I kept it to myself. Didn't want to worry anyone. But the archon got very creative trying to break me each night..."

A sight look of concern briefly passed over the demon's face.

"...and believe me..."

He picked up a six inch syringe and filled it with holy water.

"...I've got a few ideas!"

Alastair's face twitched looking at the now full syringe. Y/N walked up to him and looked him dead in the eyes. His face darkened and a sick sadistic smile crossed his face.

"Let's get started"

—~—

Castiel stood in the main room of the abandoned warehouse, leaning against a large desk. Alastair's screams of anguish and pain ripping through the air, blocking out all other noise. Castiel looked towards the door with concern.

—~—

Y/N put down a bloody knife and turned around.

"Let me know if you want some more. There's plenty left."

Alastair struggled to regain his compose before he spoke again.

"Go directly to hell. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200."

Y/N chuckled and picked up a more jagged blade, rubbing salt on it.

—~—

Ruby had a map of the United Kingdom on Dumbledore's desk. She held a black and red candle at its corner.

Ubicumque in occultatione sis defigo te ut mihi pareas.

The flame suddenly shot the whole way around the map, engulfing it. Ruby opened her eyes and they were pitch black.

Hermione and Lavender looked on from the side in fear.

Igni...fiat...notum.

She looked at the worried looks on Sam and Albus's faces as the whole map was engulfed by the flame.

"Relax. The fire is our friend. Besides, the only part of the map we need is the 'Where's Y/N?' part. Out!"

The flame suddenly died, leaving a scorched map, no damage to the desk, and a small uncharred portion Ruby handed to Sam.

"He's there. And it's a good thing Angels aren't concerned with hiding their dirty business. Not used to being spied on..."

She looked to Hermione with eyes that had returned to normal and smiled as the girl mouthed thank you to her.

"...I mean who would be stupid enough to try right?"

"There's a floo two miles from there. Let's go Ruby" Sam said comparing the fragment to a Floo map from Albus's drawer. Sam then turned to Hermione.

"We'll find him Hermione. We'll bring him back!"

—~—

Alastair stared at the jagged blade Y/N held up, now covered in salt and iron shards. He chuckled nervously.

"Covered in Enochian sigils Alastair. Makes sure it's extra fun for you. This can all stop with a name. Which one of your scumbags is taking out Angels?"

"Do you really think this is gonna end well for you? I mean really?" Alastair chuckled.

Y/N approached him and pushed it in. He twisted. Alastair grunted in pain.

"My Knights carved you into a new animal      Y/N. There is no...going back"

"Maybe you're right" Y/N sneered.

"But now it's my turn to carve!"

Alastair screamed and groaned. Unbeknownst to them, above their heads a screw was slightly turning on an old water pipe as the faucet stopcock also turned. Slowly... slowly....

Drip. Drip. Drip.

Right onto the edge of the Devil's trap.

—~—

Castiel was stood leaning on the desk. Listening to Alastair's agonised screams. His head down. The light in the room started to flicker. He looked up as the lightbulb exploded.

Anna was stood behind him. She was pissed.

"Anna"

"Hello Castiel"

"You shouldn't be here. We still have orders to kill you."

"Somehow I don't think you'll try."

She walked up to stand next to Castiel as another blood curdling scream rang out.

"Where's Uriel?"

"He went to receive Revelation"

"Right"

Anna looked towards the room. Sensing what was happening. What was happening inside   Y/N. She slightly panicked.

—~—

Alastair's head drooped down as Y/N pulled the blade from what remained of his abdomen. With one bloody hand he held the knife above Alastair's head and with the other bloody hand he lifted Alastair's face up by the chin to stare directly into his eyes.

Alastair chuckled, blood pouring out of his mouth.

"Well.... It's your professionalism I respect most Y/N."

Y/N let go of his head and turned around. Walking back to his tray. Alastair spat out some blood.

—~—

Anna looked at Castiel with concern.

"Why are you making Y/N do this?"

"He's doing God's work"

"Torturing? That's God's work? Stop him Cass. Please. Before you ruin the one real weapon you have."

"Who are we to question the will of God?"

"Unless... this isn't his will"

"Then where do the orders come from?"

"I don't know. One of our superiors maybe. But not him."

—~—

Alastair gargled and screamed as another salt and iron laced goblet of holy water was poured onto his face and into his mouth. The steam rose off his skin as he burnt from its holy touch.

"Who's murdering the angels?"

Alastair gasped.

—~—

Anna continued to plead with Castiel.

"The Father you love. You think he wants this? You think he'd ask this of you? To condemn that boy's soul? You think this is righteous?"

Anna moved closer as Alastair's screams grew louder.

"What you're feeling. It's called doubt"

"No!!!!" Alastair's gargled agonised screams could be heard from the torture chamber.

—~—

More steam was rising from Alastair's flesh. He was gasping for breath as blood and viscera poured out of his mouth. Y/N threw goblet after goblet of holy water on him.

—~—

Anna moved closer to Castiel and placed her hand on his.

"These orders are wrong and you know it. But you can do the right thing. You're afraid Cass. I was too. But together we can-"

"Together?"

He pulled away from her suddenly.

"I am nothing like you. You fell"

He glared at her as he walked off.

"Go"

"Cass..."

His face hardened. Grew menacing.

"Go!"

Anna disappeared with a flutter. Her face close to tears. Alastair was still screaming

—~—

Alastair spat a whole lot of blood out of his mouth and looked at Y/N.

"You're just not getting deep enough. It's not your fault. You lack the resources. Reality is just... well it's just too concrete up here. Down there... oh I can't wait to get you back down there one day boy. But honestly Y/N you've got no idea how bad it really was what you did to Rookwood! Or what you've really done for us!"

Alastair smirked as Y/N emptied salt into a jug with a funnel at the bottom and replied dismissively:  "Shut up!"

"The reason that bitch Lilith wanted you there in the first place".

"Alright then I'll just make you shut up"

He gripped Alastair's throat and forced his head back, putting the bottom of the funnel in Alastair's mouth as the salt poured out. Alastair's muffled gargled screams were horrific as black specks flickered in Y/N's eyes.

—~—

Sam and Ruby finished running down the street as they loooked at the abandoned warehouse.

"This is the place Sam"

"Now we just have to work out how to get in!" Sam said relieved.

—~—

Alastair spat up huge chunks of blood, flesh and viscera- bloody foam dripping out of his mouth as Y/N glared at him with a terrifying stare, his eyes momentarily flashing black.

"Something... caught... in my throat. I think it's my throat" Alastair chuckled.

"Hmm. Well, strap in. Cos I'm just starting to have fun"

Alastair chuckled at Y/N again, blood pouring out of every orifice, plus the new holes Y/N had given him. Y/N walked back to the table, looking for which instrument to use next.

"It was always you that was going to bring it on. Why do you think Lilith went to so much trouble to convince Fudge you needed to be sent there?"

Y/N filled another Syringe with holy water.

"Bring what on?"

He put the syringe down and poured salt onto a cursed blade, the same one inscribed with sigils to bring pain to demons.

"Finally we got you in there, with the same ones who made you squeal like a little piggy and we just had to wait. Oh the first time you picked up that razor in Rookwood's cell. When you sliced in and made that little bitch scream and cry..."

Y/N stopped what he doing and looked at Alastair. Alastair looked at him and smiled.

"...That was the first seal."

Y/N gave him a death glare before it turned into a little smirk.

"You're lying"

Alastair got serious for the first time since Y/N entered the room.

"And it is written that the first seal shall be broken when the righteous warrior sheds blood without provocation in hell on earth. As he breaks so shall it break."

Y/N's face started to falter. He turned away and Alastair continued.

"We had to break the first seal before any others. Only way to get the dominoes to fall right. Topple the one at the front of the line."

A look of sheer terror and revulsion came across Y/N's face. It was his fault. It was all his fault.

The seals. The return of Voldemort. The rising of Lucifer. The Apocalypse. Pam. It was because of him. There weren't enough superlatives to describe the fear, panic, shame and horror that erupted inside Y/N. Alastair looked up, contemplatively.

"When we win. When we bring on the apocalypse and burn this earth down. We'll owe it all to you, Y/N L/N."

Y/N stood wide eyed. Planted in fear. His bottom lip trembled and quivered. He closed his eyes.

"Believe me son, I wouldn't lie about this" Alastair said with sincerity as he looked behind him and noticed the water dripping down, breaking the devils trap.

"It's kind of... a religious sort of thing with me"

He looked back at Y/N and grinned evilly.

"No. I don't think you are lying. But even if Voldemort and the Demons do win..."

Y/N raised the knife, a look of anger like none he had had before on his face.

"... You won't be there to see it".

He turned around to stop in fear. Alastair was stood in front of him, grinning:

"You should talk to your plumber about the pipes."

He threw a punch knocking Y/N down. Punch after punch was thrown with all the force and fury of a pissed off King of Hell. He shattered Y/N's humerus, removing the threat of the Angel Blade and continued to throw punch after punch. He finally picked a barely conscious Y/N up by the throat and squeezed.

"You've got a lot to learn boy. I'll see you back in class bright and early!"

Suddenly he let go and turned as Castiel slammed the knife into him. Alastair took it in the shoulder and threw Castiel backwards. He looked down at the flashing blade in his shoulder.

"Almost. Looks like God is on my side today"

Castiel held up his hand, turning the blade, causing Alastair to grunt in pain. It couldn't stop him from moving forward though as he punched Castiel through the door. He chuckled and walked after him as Y/N lost consciousness.

The two engaged in a brutal fist fight. Castiel tried his best but alone he was no match for the King of Hell. Alastair hit him with punch after punch until he impaled him on a piece of rebar sticking out of a pillar, right into Cass's spine/neck.

Cass couldn't move and couldn't heal himself while he was stuck. Alastair chuckled menacingly as he walked towards him.

—~—

Sam and Ruby arrived in the warehouse and hid in the dark corner, just in time to hear Alastair.

"You know like roaches, you celestials. I really wish I knew how to kill you without a blade. But all I can do is send you to heaven!"

"Shit we have to get to Y/N" Sam said quickly.

"Yeah about that. Sorry Sam..."

Ruby smiled as she pointed her wand into his ribs.

Petrificus Totalus

Sam went stiff as a board and hit the floor.

"Sorry Sam. Nothing personal. Just my job. I have to bring the archon out to play"

Ruby snuck behind the King of Hell who started to exorcise Castiel.

Omnipotentis dei potestateminvoco

Ruby made it over to Y/N's beaten and bloody unconscious body. She jabbed a syringe into his neck and emptied it.

"Come on my Lord, it's time to come and play!"

Y/N's eyes opened. They were pitch black.

He grinned and stood as he looked down at Ruby who was on her knees holding the empty syringe up.

"I work for the Knights of Merlin, my Lord. I injected this to allow you to take control of the Prophesied One's body. I live to serve you"

The archon chuckled deep, dark, unearthly.

You have done well child. You will be spared. At least for a time.

"The King of Hell is in the next room my Lord" Ruby spoke quickly.

The Archon grinned.

Excellent.

Alastair continued chanting.

Omnipotentis dei potestateminvoco

Castiel's eyes and mouth lit up as he was on the verge of being sent to heaven before Alastair was suddenly thrown across the room and pinned to the wall. He looked around in shock.

"Impossible. I am the King of Hell!"

And I am the most powerful creature in existence. Tell me though. How did you kill the angels? I'm curious. I'd like to extend my repertoire.

"I didn't kill the angels" Alastair screamed in pain.

Come now king!

The archon grinned causing Alastair to scream more in agony.

"I wouldn't kill seven angels. I'd kill a hundred. A thousand"

Then you have no use to me

Alastair screamed in agony as the Archon held his hand out and destroyed him from within, an unnatural light flickered within his body signifying his death.

He fell to the floor, his face contorted horrifically.

Castiel looked in fear, stuck impaled on the rebar as the Archon smirked at him in glee. Castiel noticed Anna materialise into the room with her Angel Blade in hand.

Celestial, I must thank you for this gift!

The archon unsheathed Y/N's blade.

This tool has made my ascension much smoother. You gave fire to a pyromaniac. I would kill you Angel but I want you to deliver a message. I want you to tell all of Heaven. First I will eliminate all life on this insignificant pinprick. Then I will wipe out the denizens of Hell.

The archon chuckled gleefully.

When I finish I will ascend to heaven and tear down its gates before I slaughter every last one of your kind. Finally, I will kill your God!

"You don't have the power to take on the forces of heaven" Castiel goaded him as Anna snuck up raising her Angel Blade.

The archon's hand suddenly shot out to the side, placing it on Anna's upper chest holding her in place.

Hahahahahaha! Now you will see how your kind die.

The archon looked at Anna. She screamed in pain throwing her head back in agony as her eyes and mouth erupted in blue flames. She fell to the floor, a burnt out husk.

That is what awaits you. That is your destiny. All will fall to my rage and my....

He was cut off mid-sentence as he cursed in pain.

The archon grabbed the spot on his neck Ruby had just stabbed with a syringe. She started yelling.

"Fight it Y/N! You can do it!"

The archon looked at Ruby furious.

You will suffer beyond measure for your....

The archon stopped and twisted its head

No you can't defeat me you cannot.... No!!!!

Y/N's eyes returned to normal before he instantly collapsed to the floor. Ruby ran up to Sam and released the full body bind curse.

"I'll explain in a minute but you have to help me get the angel off the hook and get Y/N healed now!"

Sam nodded as he got up. They turned but Y/N was gone.

"He apparated" Castiel said calmly, still stuck on the rebar.

—~—

Madam Pomfrey was sat in her office. It had been a quiet day. Only one student had come in who was quickly remedied with a dose of Pepperup Potion.

She heard a thud and looked through her office window. She looked up and saw nothing. She heard wheezing and got up.

"Really if someone is playing gam-" she stopped in her tracks. Here was Y/N in front of her. He looked like he had been beaten to death. His face was beaten to a pulp- swollen eyes, broken nose, cuts everywhere. She gasped in panic and rushed over. The boy was unconscious. His breathing was shallow. It must have taken all his energy to get to the hospital wing.

She levitated him to a bed, leaving a trail of blood, and quickly got to work, healing what she could, reducing the swelling where she could.

After 20 minutes she had stabilised him. She rushed to her office with blood soaked hands and wrote two flying memos. One to Dumbledore and one to McGonagall. She sent them and returned to the boy.

Five minutes later they arrived with Hermione. Pomfrey held up a hand caked in blood, announcing in concern: "It's better if you stay there Hermione."

There was no stopping her. She raced over to Y/N, took one look at him and shrieked, covering her mouth as she cried her heart out.

McGonagall took one look at him and covered her mouth before wrapping her arms around the girl.

"I've told you Albus about putting too much on the boy. I've told you and look at him!"

"What happened Poppy?" The headmaster asked, ignoring McGonagall.

"I don't know Headmaster. I was sat in my office when I heard a thud and wheezing and I found him on the floor in a pool of blood."

McGonagall looked over at the large pool of   Y/N's blood still on the floor and turned away closing her eyes and squeezing Hermione tighter.

"I've done what I can. I've fixed his internal injuries and jaw and his nose, mended his teeth, fixed the broken bones and got what swelling down that I can but..."

Two others suddenly burst into the hospital wing.

"We got here as soon as we could Albus we-" Sam stopped when he saw Y/N's broken body.

"No. No. No no no" he cried as he broke down and tears streamed down his face.

Ruby was crying but was able to speak.

"After he was taken by Castiel and Uriel, he... tortured Alastair. He wouldn't have had a choice. I don't know what he did but there was blood everywhere. Somehow Alastair got out. He beat Y/N almost to death. We got there just in time. When he was distracted fighting Castiel I injected him Albus. The plan worked. The archon took over. Killed Alastair and unfortunately Anna but I injected him with the detainer and Y/N took control back. He apparated. We've been looking everywhere and when we went to your office we saw the bloody note."

"Who are you and how do you know this?" Pomfrey asked her with a look of concern.

"I'm Ruby. I'm a Knight of Merlin. The Knights think I'm undercover forwarding their goals. Only Albus knew I was a double agent. When it gets back what happened... there's gonna be a price on my head."

"Ruby... Thank you for helping him." Hermione spoke with red puffy bloodshot eyes appearing out of McGonagall's chest.

"No thanks needed Hermione. I care for the both of you. If it does come to it and I'm not around to see it I hope you two have a long and happy life together" Ruby smiled.

"Y/N needs to rest. He's had a very traumatic day. He's in a coma. I don't know how long he will be in there. If he will wake up. His injuries...." Pomfrey said before breaking down in tears only to be hugged by the Headmaster.