🎶: 'A L I E N S' By Coldplay

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"Where is the wayward Angel?!" You demanded an answer, getting frustrated at every second being wasted.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about! I really don't-"

You ran your Angel Sword down his chest, carving a deep cut while his grace started to show inside. "TELL ME WHERE CASTIEL IS!" You yelled and grabbed his shirt, pulling him up from being tied in the chair. You get much stronger when you're angry. It's not a special ability, it's just that rage isn't your best friend.

"THE WINCHESTERS!" He cried out, "He's with the Winchesters..."

You pushed him back into the chair and smiled, "Aladriel, you will be remembered in this fight as a worthy source. Thank you."

He smiled with relief and-

SCRUNCH!

ZIIIINNNNGGG!

You shut your eyes as you heard his final shouts of agony. His eyes glowed a blinding blue after you stabbed him with the sword.

Silence.

The Angels behind you looked at each other, though continued to stand still. You stood up and cleaned your Sword with a dirty rag then turned around and walked out of the room door.

The Angels followed and you told them, "This redemption will have lives lost. We must make sure nothing interferes with our mission. We have to get our vengence, he destroyed our dignity and status."

You turned around sharply and looked at Asariel and Indra one by one then took a deep breath, "We find Castiel and we end his disobedience."

*****

3 days later...

Castiel was lost, cold and completely confused. Now, he's happily in the Bunker with Sam and Dean, eating a burrito.

Dean keeps glancing at Cas, feeling sympathy though finding the new information he told the Winchesters about his time with April very interesting.

"Hey Cas, how are you doing?" He walks up to him and leans back on the table, crossing his arms. Castiel shrugs, "I don't know Dean, it's too much to take in. One moment I couldn't perceive emotions and sensations and the taste of food."

He looked at his burrito, "I didn't feel hungry or tired. Now I've been hit with every possible humanly trait and I don't know... I'm just kind of lost."

Dean sighs and Castiel frowns, "Having to hide from the Angels and not help out with whatever went wrong isn't that great either."

Dean pats his friend's shoulder, "We'll help with whatever we can to get your grace back but till then... Welcome to being a human, living the good side of life!"

He bowed down a little and Cas smiled softly. "I think I'm going to go for a walk if you don't mind," He said and Dean nodded his head.

Castiel made sure he was wrapped up warm, wearing a hoodie he had found at a laundromat.

He opened the Bunker door and walked out, the cold breeze hitting his face without prior warning. He got used to it soon, enjoying the freshness which relaxed him.

Castiel walked ahead quietly, enjoying the evening sounds of nature and looking at the scenic view. There wasn't anything much to see for a few-

"Castiel."

He jumped a little, someone said his name. The now-human looked back to find a woman with a leather jacket, black pants and boots watching his every slightest movement.

She stepped closer to him and two more people emerged beside him. "What's going on? How do you know my name?" He questioned with a little fear.

She smirked a little, looking to the ground and kicking some gravel. "We have been looking for you Castiel, we wanted to have a discussion about the recent occurrences with Heaven," You explained, walking right up to him.

"You're Angels."

"Are you that wayward to not recognise your brothers and sisters?" You questioned and shook your head. "I don't have my grace, Metatron-"

"Please do not mention that disgrace in my presence," You stated, raising your hand up to his face, "You are one of the humans now? So doing this would cause damage-"

You grabbed his shoulder and punched him in the gut with the other hand. He yelled in pain and you punched his jaw twice. Castiel spat out blood and you stepped back, taking your Angel Sword out.

He breathed heavily, looking up to you while kneeling down on the floor in pain. He gulped, feeling terrified, "Y-You're from the Grigori..."

You looked at him, impressed by his words, "You know your facts Castiel. You most likely know what damage the sword of an Angel like me can do to an Angel, a calamity. To a human would be something to find out."

He raised his hands up to you in panic. "P-Please, I didn't do anything wrong! Metatron led me astray and made me believe that what he was doing was to help the Angels," Castiel explained, pleading for his life, "I would never harm my family."

"Your family? YOUR FAMILY?!" You started to get angry, "All you have done is disobey orders from the Highest Command, every single time! You've grown weak, you were a worthy soldier at one time. I've stood beside Father as he created you, I watched you come into existence!"

Castiel looked at you, a little creeped out. He didn't say anything at first but then, "That's... That's a little creepy."

You look at him with confusion, "I don't understand, I made perfect sense. I looked over to see you form into an Angel, what is the matter with that?!"

Castiel remained quiet, looking constantly to the floor while praying that he'd be saved.

"That is not the point of this anyways!" You shouted then took a deep breath. You looked at your Sword's blade then stepped closer to the Angel.

"By demand of the Higher Command, I hereby execute you for disobedience and consistent failure of instructions that has caused the whole Angel-kind to suffer."

"No no no PLEASE-"

"I shall end your wayward disgrace from roaming the Earth," You said and looked to Indra to hold Castiel, and not let him move.

You raised her sword high and with a swish of her arm-

"The Angel tablet!"

You stopped your hand quickly, saving Castiel's head from being severed by an inch. The 'human' started panting with relief.

"What?" You questioned and he took a deep breath. "The Tablets written by the Scribe of God Metatron," He said, exhausted.

"I know what the Tablets are Castiel, all elite Angels do! Speak up about it!" You instructed with annoyance and he raised his hands in defence.

"Okay! okay..." He paused then resumed his information, "The Angel tablet had the spell to cast the Angels out of Heaven and get rid of their wings. My friends, Dean and Sam Winchester are Men of Letters-"

"Men of what?"

"Men of Letters, there are the bloodline of elite Hunters and-"

"Is this a joke Castiel?! I might just as much stab you," You said and he put his hands together and begged.

"No please listen, what I'm saying is true! They have a lot of information in their Bunker and there must be something that can help the Angels," He told, tears in his eyes, "I will take you to them and help fix the problem I caused. Please [y/n]... just don't kill me."

You stared at his weak body, eyeing Indra and Asariel then stepped back, nodding your head to indicate for Indra to let Castiel go.

He fell to the ground, sobbing, then looked up to you with gratefulness. You hovered your hand over his head to heal him and he stood up.

"I shall not yet apologise for hurting you Castiel. Only once everything's fixed and you fulfil your commitment," You told and he nodded.

"Thank you [y/n]," He said, "The Bunker isn't that far from here."

Indra and Asariel started walking the way Castiel pointed, while you stayed behind with him by your side... of course to keep a watch on him.

"Castiel."

"Mhm?"

"How were you aware of my name?" You asked and he smiled slightly, tilting his head to the side.

"Father enscribed every Angels names in us, I thought you would know that," He told you and you nodded.

"No... I wasn't aware," You comment, "We Angels see our brothers and sisters for who they are. I am not sure how it is to see them as human beings."

"Well it's something," Castiel said, "To see their faces and not their souls for the first time. It's why I find these creatures... these innocent beings so beautiful."