Title: Warrior Of God
By: Bridget McKennitt
Characters: Uriel, minor Sam and Dean
Word Count: 300 (100x3)
Challenge: supernatural100's prompt dreams
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself.
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Angels did not dream; they served. Angels did not think; they obeyed.
As good of a soldier Uriel was, he couldn't always agree with the ruling handed down to him, though he would never question his Father. He'd fought in the war pitting angel against angel, felt the swell of satisfaction when Lucifer was tossed into the Pit. He knows better.
Yet while he was stationed to watch the Winchesters, he couldn't help but let his mind drift. He wanted the freedom to do what he thought right, against Castiel or Anna's word.
Sam had to die by his hand.
Sam Winchester was a demon spawn, an entity that needed to be destroyed. Castiel and Anna gave him the orders to stand down, to only watch.
Watch. He who rained down fire and brimstone on his Father's command was not a watcher. His talents were wasted on this task.
Uriel was also wasted on keeping Dean in line. Even after his visit to the Pit, the man tossed himself into danger for Sam without thought. It was idiotic and Uriel wanted to bundle Dean somewhere in a bunker to keep him safe.
Then he would go and take out Sam.
Uriel was not a stranger to war, especially between Heaven and Hell. He relished destroying the demons whose very existence was a blight against his Father. With war upon them, he was free to stop watching and start doing.
He rushed forward and tackled a demon to the ground. His words were strong and unflinching, burning away the demon and leaving only a human shell. Uriel barely paused as he went after another demon, and another.
War raged around him, and Uriel was in his element. Sam was safe with Dean, safe from him, but he had time.
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