[Comprehensive British and American] The life of the villain and the body of the hero

"So what the hell is it? Cass?" The man in the lead looked extremely handsome, but he was wearing tattered jeans and a T-shirt. The whole crowd was sloppy, and his thick green eyes were ridiculously beautiful.

The other man looked even taller, his golden brown hair curled around his face like a giant golden retriever.He licked his lips nervously, trying to keep the green-eyed man behind him, lest the Winter Soldier tear them down in a rage.

"Bucky." Ouroboros walked over quickly.

Bucky's attacking posture restrained a little, he allowed the little snake to approach him, and put his hand on his shoulder to pat him twice.Regardless of whether he admits it or not, the originally furious emotions were immediately calmed down a lot after seeing the little snake's face.

"Relax, I think someone will explain." Ouroboros accentuated the last few words.

The golden retriever turned his head towards the man in the windbreaker, while the green-eyed rogue beauty growled unbearably: "Cassidio!"

"The apocalypse is not about the two of you. We need help, and I have received a prophecy from God." The man in the windbreaker replied in a deep voice, his blue eyes seemed to be full of innocence and sincerity.

Damn sincerity, does this guy really not realize what he's done? !

"So your bastard godfather finally realizes something needs to be done? Then why the fuck doesn't he just come out and bang, pull this mess out like a rabbit out of a magic hat?" Green-eyed man asked.

"Dean, wait, that's not the point. Cass, the point is that you can't just bring people here without saying anything. Okay? Normal humans don't do that." The golden retriever man tried to explain something .

The man in the windbreaker tilted his head blankly, and simply asked, "Why?"

"Because...we just don't do this, isn't that impolite? Anyone who is suddenly teleported to another place by a person will be afraid to be on guard. You have to explain to them first." The golden retriever man sighed and turned to Snake and Bucky said, "Hi, I'm sorry, I'm Sam, this is my brother Dean, and this is our friend Cassidio."

"Sam? You're Sam Winchester?" Ouroboros asked.

"You know me?" Sam frowned, looking a little wary, while Dean on the other side quietly took out his gun.Bucky looked at the pair of men who claimed to be brothers with a cold face.

Ouroboros bent the corner of his mouth and said: "It's so sad, you don't remember me at all. You stayed at my house for one night, remember? Uncle John took you, full of Gruny's affairs, I'm James Lai pause."

Although James was still young at the time, the impression of the Manglooney incident was too deep.

Dean narrowed his beautiful green eyes, and suddenly realized: "I remembered, you are that girl-like brat! Sam, the family with two adoptive fathers, that terrible man, remember Already?"

...... What the hell is it like a girl?Believe it or not I'll beat you, Dean Winchester!

Sam soon also recalled the past of his childhood. As an old acquaintance, the atmosphere between the two sides quickly became relaxed and harmonious.Dean pulled a few cans of cheap beer from under the bed and threw them at Sam, Ouroboros, and Bucky.

He opened the beer can, opened his mouth and gulped down more than half of it, then wiped his mouth with his hand and said, "How about it, little Jim? I saw you on TV a while ago, huh, Avenger The League? Sounds like a crappy comedy action movie. But let me guess, you're good?"

"It's not that good, trust me." Ouroboros took a sip, then stopped touching.

"So this James Barnes is also from the Avengers?" Dean gestured to Bucky with a beer can.

"No, he's just my friend. Hey, don't always ask about me, but talk about yourselves. You brothers are still hunting demons? Why, you don't want to follow John when you grow up?" Ouroboros asked road.

Dean's face was stiff and gloomy for a moment, he cleared his voice, and said flatly: "He passed away, two years ago."

"I'm sorry... By the way, Dean, would you mind explaining why we are here?" Ouroboros changed the subject, after all, the death of his father was something no one wanted to bring up a second time.

"Oh man, that's a super long and super annoying story!" Dean smiled and patted Little Snake on the shoulder, but there was no smile in his green eyes, but the despair after going too far Vicissitudes.

Ouroboros and Bucky exchanged a look, and he said, "It's just right, Bucky and I have time."

Amidst Dean's narrative, full of crude slang and profanity, Ouroboros is sure he's hearing a Stephen King-esque horror story.The protagonists of the story are a pair of brothers cursed by the devil. Their mother was killed by the devil. After being stimulated, the father devoted himself to hunting the devil and always wanted to avenge his wife.

Check out this dramatic, riveting opening, this story is sure to sell for a lot of money when it's written.

All in all, after the two brothers fought the demon for three hundred rounds, the demon won.The father died, and the elder brother signed a contract with the devil to save his younger brother's life and was dragged to hell.

No, no, audiences don't like to watch this kind of bullshit ending these days, the screenwriter's window will be full of rotten eggs!

So, a turning point came—an angel of a certain Lord (the ghost knows where the Lord and the angels went in so many previous plots?) Pulled my brother out of hell, hoping that he would help them defeat the evil king. Devil Lucifer.

I knew it, Lucifer, Lucifer again.Dude, you just show your face everywhere, don't you?

Hey, wait a minute, you mean that Lucifer hadn't appeared at that time, but there were demons who wanted to rescue the sealed demon king.So the angel wants his brother to help?Is there something unscientific about this plot?

"That's it, we got tricked by that bitch Ruby, and she tricked us into killing Lilith so we could keep Lucifer forever. Heck, killing Lilith just opened the last seal. That fucking Lucifer It ran out like this." Dean went to get another can of beer, and there were already three or four empty cans on the ground.

"But I still don't understand why the angels expect humans to stop the demons?" Ouroboros asked.

"Because those angels are also a bunch of bastards! The difference between them and demons is that one emits white light and the other emits black smoke. They are basically a group of black-hearted bastards!" "I'm not talking about you, Cass, you're an exception, you're too good to be an angel."

Cassidio didn't speak, but Dean laughed "giggle" as if he was amused by himself.

"Okay, back to the topic, little Jim. The purpose of those bastard angels is to fight Lucifer, have an apocalyptic war, and end the years of grievances between them, but they don't care that it will blow the earth to scum. It's just that whether it's an angel or a demon, they must use the human body to act, and they call this a container."

"Angels need a container of a specific bloodline, such as the body used by Cass, the accountant named Jimmy, who is said to be a descendant of a certain saint. And the archangels need a container of a specific person. Michael wants to use mine, And Lucifer is changing the shell of deceiving Sanmi." Dean reached for the last can of beer, and Sam looked at him worriedly.

"To be honest, I don't care about the fucking between angels and demons. It's just that since Cass's missing father God is determined not to show up, I can't watch Michael use my body to blow up the world to pieces. Bar?"

"This is not a good situation, Dean. The angel wants your body to be a container for Michael, and then destroy the demon. And the devil wants Sam's body to be a container for Lucifer, and destroy the angel... sounds like you Brothers and humans are like cannon fodder." Ouroboros nodded.

"Oh, isn't it, buddy!" Dean agreed very much: "These crap things make my head hurt all day long. I really miss the good times when I was purely hunting demons, driving my baby impala, drinking and eating burgers, Play two hands and hold a hot girl. Life is too short, little Jim, this is my experience, don't hold back when it's time to hit it."

"Dean, you're drunk." Sam coughed lightly.

"Sammy, it breaks my heart that you don't understand how much I drink. All in all, Jim, that's how it is. Sammy, Cass, and I, are the only ones who want to stop the apocalypse. For the hot girls and the beer, I And defend this world to the death! I'm not sure what you think, God sent Cass to ask you for help, but you can choose yourself." Dean's sharp green eyes stared at Ouroboros without blinking, completely Not like a drunk person.

Little Snake pondered for a moment, then raised his face suddenly and said with a smile: "Of course, it sounds very interesting. Considering that I just left the Avengers, but I don't want to give up the job of saving the world, I will join."

Dean looked at Bucky again, who had no expression on his face, but just nodded: "I have nothing to do for now."

"What should we do now, for example, how to stop the battle between the demon and the angel?" Ouroboros asked curiously.

Dean shrugged lazily, threw the last can of beer into the trash can outside the door, and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know. No plans...ah no, Cass was There was a plan to find Daddy, but it failed. Father God didn't want to talk to us at all."

"Lucifer and Michael are very powerful, and no one can stop this war except God." Cassidio said in a deep voice: "But I will not let them occupy the bodies of Dean and Sam, never."

So, what is the significance of the existence of your anti-apocalypse squad?What kind of reliable plan is it to take one step at a time, fall!Just like this, I still want to stop the apocalypse, wash up and go to bed early so as not to waste time!

"..." Do you remember to quit now?

"Since there is no way to get along, the only thing we can do is to continue hunting demons. It is only a person who can protect a person. At least until the end comes, ordinary people still have to live as usual." Dean said, "I don't know God made You come to help, what are you helping, damn it, I'm not God."

"Maybe he's just reminding you that you need help. Dean, it's not just the three of you who care about this world. There are many people who want to defend this world. If Lucifer and Michael really want to destroy mankind, their resistance It's not just you."

"You think I haven't thought about this, James, but think about what the others will do? They'll kill me and Sam, never to be done again, but goddamn us dead won't fix everything, angels and demons still Will bring us back to life." Dean jumped up a little grumpily, walking back and forth in the room.

"Trust issues." Ouroboros whispered softly, "I will find a way to notify trustworthy people, and we will find a solution together."

"Whatever you want, I don't think I can do anything." Dean covered his face in frustration.

"I talked to the Avengers, and Bruce." Ouroboros put down the phone and explained to Bucky beside him.

Bucky nodded, not seeming surprised by the way he handled it.

"Why did you, um, agree to Dean and the others?" Ouroboros hesitated.

"Saving the world seems like a good job—" Bucky had a sly smile on his face, and imitated the tone of the little snake: "I'll join, of course, why should I say no?"

"...do I sound so stupid?" Ouroboros asked reluctantly.

Bucky nodded painfully, and replied, "You want to hear the truth? It's really stupid, little snake. Seriously, I always thought that Steve's way of speaking was enough for me."

"What were you—Steve like?" Ouroboros swallowed the real question back and changed the subject to a mutually acceptable one, almighty Captain America, may America be with you.

Speaking of Captain America, Bucky had a relaxed smile on his face, and he said, "Steve? That kid was so stupid before, because he was often sick, so he was shorter than the average person, but he still liked to take care of him." No business. Every time I can’t find him, I just go to the garbage dump in the alley, and I can always see him lying there with a bruised nose and a swollen face.”

"Always full of sense of justice, gentle and shy like a boy. When I introduced a girl to him, the first thing he said when we met was 'Bucky, I just washed the dishes for you'." And When girls go out on a date, they always keep their heads down. I laughed at him looking for coins on the streets of Brooklyn? He said he couldn’t look at those girls.”

"Steve likes to eat apples, but apples are rare in wartime, and he has no money. Every time I bring him from home, a week later, the damn apple is still on his window sill. The silly boy said I wanted to keep it for sketching, and I was so angry that I cut up the apple and stuffed it into his mouth. When I bring something later, I’m used to sharing it with him on the spot.”

"He is very talented in drawing. If he hadn't insisted on going to war, he might be a successful cartoonist. What's so good about being Captain America? It's better to have your own fans like the author of Gray Ghost and marry a beautiful My wife, who gave birth to a group of lively troublemakers. But I still can't tell him, you didn't see his eyes, when he knew he could do something for the world... his whole body lit up stand up."

"So I know, I don't have to say anything, that's what Steve was made for. But I have to take care of him, like I used to do, and if he hurts like he used to, at least I can behind."

Once some chatterboxes are opened, they become out of control.

Bucky talked about Captain America's past, mostly about the little guy in Brooklyn with a sense of justice.He didn't want to mention the things on the battlefield, because immediately after the battlefield, there were decades of ice and nightmares.

Ouroboros has reason to believe that the time in Brooklyn was the happiest of Bucky's life.Like every sweet and frivolous playboy, he only worries about whether his girlfriend is going to fight and whether his little friend is being bullied again.Other than that, there is no worry, it is as beautiful as a bubble dream that can burst with a poke.

Bucky realizes this and pauses at another mention of the chocolates he gave Steve.The surrounding area is not quiet, there are people coming and going in the motel not far away, women dressed in dusty clothes are standing at the stairs to rest smoking, and the big man at the toll office has more than one eye-catching tattoo on his arm...all this is so real.

In contrast, the story of Brooklyn is even more false and dreamy, as if it never existed.