[ video - WHAT IS TO COME ]

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

[ You know those videos that start in media res? This is one of those videos. It's also a little fuzzy, because apparently getting video from the future is difficult, but it's easy enough to tell what's going on. What you can see is a wide lab, tiled walls and stainless steel surfaces and everything, and slumped near one of those steel tables with wheels is Cas. And - well, he doesn't look good. Understatement. He looks terrible. His face and trenchcoat are stained with blood, and does his skin look like it's melting a little? That would be a yes. As a bonus, for the psychics among you who can pick this stuff up over video feed, there's a Marina trench worth's of power coming right out of his non-existent angelic gills, and not the good kind. Think "every eldritch abomination you have ever seen in your nightmares" and you'll be just about there. ]

If there was time - if I was strong enough - I'd - I'd fix him now. I just wanted to make amends before I die.

[ Remember that guy from the video with the action figure? He's back. ] Okay.

Is it working?

Does it make you feel better?

[ Cas shakes his head slowly. ] No. ... You?

[ There's a pause. ] Not a bit.

[ Castiel shuts his eyes, turning his head away--

--and the scene shifts, jaggedly like it's having trouble with the whole time business. Same room, maybe only a few minutes later, except things have shifted. There's a distinctive, serious-business-looking sigil painted on the wall in what can only be blood, and Cas is standing - well, more like swaying precariously - in front of it, Ominous Latin Chanting coming from somewhere behind him. Suddenly, Castiel drops like a stone - and Dean rushes forward to catch him, hauling him back onto his feet to wobble as the chanting reaches its zenith. Cas turns for a brief moment-- ]

I'm sorry, Dean.

[ --and then the chanting stops, a giant gaping wound of a hole opens in the wall where the sigil's painted, and a flood of bright white light rushes out of Castiel to fill it. It goes on for a long moment, but when it's finally over -

Castiel collapses out of sight of the camera.

The video ends. ]

Comments

[Video]

[notasinglelady]

Castiel!?

1/?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

Kurt? What-?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

[ yeah guess who had no idea the the community was posting his future while his phone was in his pocket. brb watching... ]

and done

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

[ ........... what the hell did he just watch what on earth is going on ] That's not - that never happened. It's... What is that?

[notasinglelady]

Ah, you are alright. That's what I want to know. It's not something that already happened?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

No. I don't... I don't think it's possible that I could come back from something like that.

[notasinglelady]

What exactly was 'that'?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

... I don't know. But whatever it was, it was extremely bad. I shouldn't - my vessel can't withstand that much power. And neither can I, I think. I can't think of a reason why I would even risk taking in so much. Or where it would come from.

[reloadfromsave]

Sir!?
Are you all right?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. That didn't actually happen.

[reloadfromsave]

Oh!
Now I feel silly...
I mean, like I should have known.
Should I have known?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

I don't see why you should have. There was nothing to indicate it hadn't happened.

[reloadfromsave]

I know, I just...
I'm sorry!
I guess I've been feeling like I should know a lot more than I do, lately.

video.

[cyders.livejournal.com]

[River is still in a period of downtime after her post-virus hysteria, so she's not saying anything. she's not sure that she would even if she could work words the way she wants to right now. there doesn't seem to be a lot to say. it's a one-sided conversation. she's listening and she's seeing, but there's nothing more to be done.

she's still watching, though. not an intense sort of creeper stare, it's too soft to be that, but she's sitting there with her knees pulled up to her chest, chin tucked between them, and she's watching carefully.]

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

[ oh noooooooo ] ... River.

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

...it's a lot easier to become a god in that world, huh.

[COMPARED TO ALL THE SHIT HE HAD TO GO THROUGH--wait a minute he's already got a lot of power in him. What is this. This power is different from Castiel's power....]

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

A god? Even if I could, I would never-- [ impersonate God, except he shuts up before he gets that far, because is that what that video is? is that what that power is? is he really capable of doing something like that? ]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

I can't see the end result, but this seems similar. You're stealing some sort of magic to power yourself up...

[Hmm. He licks his lips, frowning.]

I can taste it from here. You'd need more than that to become a god, I think. So bitter... You have to take on all aspects of magic, not just the powerful, destructive kind, or it'll eat you up.

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

I don't want to become a god.

[ YOU SEE THIS FACE IT IS THE FACE OF SOMEONE WHO IS DEADLY SERIOUS ABOUT THAT DO NOT PUSH HIM ]

[sandinmyboots.livejournal.com]

[POP goes the youngerca! Onscreen he goes, wearing lots of blue and looking worried.]



Buzz off!



I said buzz off!

[Punting Cefca offscreen is go. Kefka huffs and glares; BRING IT ON YOU STUPID YOUNGER SELF]

Well, something weird is giong on.

[longaevus]

Castiel? [ There's a small hope in her that he survived that, but dear God, could anyone? ]

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

Helen. [ pause. ] You needn't worry, I'm fine. That event hasn't actually happened.

[longaevus]

A virus showing you your future.

Do you know what the event was?

[loyalbound.livejournal.com]

No. I don't - I'm not sure. For whatever reason, it appears that I took in an overwhelming amount of power. Enough that both retaining it and removing it would kill me, apparently.

It's the reason behind why I'd ever feel the need to do such a thing that bothers me. As well as where so much power came from.

[longaevus]

Do you have any ideas towards that?