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Title: Hero
Author: Anne midnight Hunter
Beta: Nope…
Rate: M/NC-17
Series: Supernatural
Pair/Characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam, Gabriel, Michael, Raphael, Bobby, Crowley, Adam, OC
Type: Slash/TWT/Angst/Humor/Dark
Chapter Four: Reunion
OOooOO
Darkness surrounds him, wrapping him in a blanket of total darkness. His eyes couldn’t adjust to the lack of light in the place. The cold, damp air was heavy on him, making it hard to breath. He was disoriented; he shook his head, trying to dispel the dizzy spell that was ruling in his brain at the moment. After the feeling of dizziness passed, a throbbing pain begins in its place.
He tried to raise a hand to touch his forehead, a human instinct to try to alleviate the pain, and realize that he was chained to the cold wall behind him. He now could feel the cold, cement against his clothed back and the cold, sticky liquid on the side of his head. The smell of blood, urine, and rotten flesh infested the air, making him gag at the foul combination. The only sound in the damp room was his own heavy breathing and the dripping of water.
A feeling he hardly could recognize begin at the tip of his stomach and spread all over his body, it was like a bubbling feeling, that with the minimal touch he would cry out. He felt like a caged, small animal, he was shaking. His eyes tried desperately to see where he was. Where he was anyway? The only thing he could remember before blackness swallows him was the motel rooms were Dean Winchester was staying.
He appeared there, because Dean asked him to, so the angel decides to go and wait for them, while the brothers said their good-byes to Jason.
When they appeared.
A brother and a sister.
Eriel and Agniel.
He didn’t want to remember the details, this time the fight had been too painful. The betrayal from part of the younger angels tasted too bitter to swallow. He could feel his legs and he drawn them against his chest, looking for the comfort he knew that wasn’t there. He pulled against his shackles, but they didn’t even budge.
Now that emotion was taking control of every cell of his body, he could hear his vessel’s heartbeat thundering in his ears, pumping blood as fast as it could. Clammy, cold sweat was drenching his body and the claustrophobic feeling was growing every second it passed. His breathing was harsh and it hurt every time he drew air to his longs.
He felt pain on his sides, back, and face. And a soreness in his muscles that made him ache to lie down. Then, he heard it. Heave footsteps growing closer toward him, three pair of heavy footsteps, to be precise. He pressed himself more to the wall, trying to get away from the oncoming people. The feeling, he could name it. Panic, terror, fear. Human’s emotions.
He didn’t like this at all, this feeling of utter terror made him feel pathetic. He was an Angel of God. A warrior. But, right now, he felt like a frightened, small child. Then, light illuminated the room, hurting his blue eyes. He closed them and turned his face away from the source of it. The sound of laughter graced his ears, only making the angel shiver with terrifying chills and goose bumps.
Someone squat in front of him.
The chained celestial being opened a blue eye and looked at the man that was invading his personal space. The man was a good-looking one, not as good looking as Dean, but he was. With blond hair, intense, light blue eyes, and a devilish smirk graced his handsome face. The chained man let a gasp of fear escape his bruised, full lips.
Michael.
“Hello, Castiel. How are you feeling?” Michael asked his voice cold and wicked. Castiel only gazed at him; the man gave a chuckle and caressed a warm hand against the angel’s cold cheek. Castiel, looking for warmth, followed the hand, rubbing his freezing skin against it. When he heard laughter, he came back from his daze and wiped his head away from the hand, exposing his pale neck to his captor.
“Aww, don’t be like that, little brother. You are cold. Don’t you want to get warm?” He asked the angel. The angel didn’t respond and just gave a shuddering sigh, wincing and panting at the pain that came from his sides. I think I have a broken rib or ribs. He thought and continues looking away from the man in front of him. The archangel frowned at the lack of response and gave a lick at the creamy skin of Castiel’s pale neck, earning a whimper from the angel.
“That’s more like it! Now!” He grabbed Castiel’s chin and force him to look at him, enjoying the frightening look in those pure, blue eyes. “We are going to have a little talk, Castiel. You have been helping the humans in a way that I do not like.” Said Michael, letting go of Castiel’s chin and stood up. The chained angel looked up and saw Michael’s partners.
Raphael and Eriel.
His breathing accelerated when he saw the growing lust in Eriel’s light green eyes as they leered his bruised, bleeding body. And Raphael’s dark eyes had a predatory glint in them.
“Where am I?” Castiel demanded in a soft croak, knowing that if his captors where human, no way in Hell they would have managed to had hear. Eriel was the one to answer; he walked toward the angel, squatted down and kissed the raven’s cheek.
“We’re in a small warehouse in Somewhere, Nowhere. It’s a bit of a cliché move, but, I like it. Mmm, you taste good, big brother.” He laughed when Castiel spit at him, the ball of saliva landed on a pale, freckle cheek. The red haired cleaned it off and slapped him, smiling insanely when he heard Castiel’s head crack against the wall.
“Do not slap him so hard, Eriel. I want to have a go at him.” Demanded Raphael, slapping the back of the younger angel’s head, earning a growl from the red-haired man. The two begin bickering and glaring at each other.
“Enough. Both of you go for now.” Ordered Michael, both angel and archangel left, muttering about how big brothers get all the fun. Michael smirked at the glaring Castiel. “Now, now Castiel. None of that. You and I have a lot to discuss.” He said, snapped his fingers and a chair came out of nowhere, where he sat and crossed his legs, still smirking at the blue-eyed angel.
“No, we do not.” Said the angel, blue eyes defiant but frightened.
“Yes we do, Castiel. If you thought that Zacharias was a nightmare,” He gave his little brother a smile. “Then imagine me.” He just laughed at the look of utterly fear and desperation that the angel gave him. Father, save me! Dean! Please! Dean, I need you!
OOooOO
“Fuck! Sam what the hell?!” Dean shouted as Sam speeded down the road towards Bobby’s.
“I don’t know, man! I seriously don’t know!” Exclaimed Sam, he was looking through the rev mirror to see if any of the police cars were after them. The road was clear, only the Impala raced in it. But Sam didn’t dare to slow down. After dragging Dean and their stuff out of the room, which was full of nosy people, Sam had load the muscle car with his older brother, their bags, and the Angel Blade that was left behind. It was different from Castiel’s Angel Blade, it’s a bit more slender and long, and it has handles, while Castiel’s doesn’t.
After they speed off, avoiding hitting people that were trying to stop them, Sam headed off to Sioux Falls to hide in Bobby’s place. They needed to think, what the hell was happening? He looked at Dean; the older man had Castiel’s broken phone in his hand and was cleaning the blood that covered the plastic device. A worry look marred his tired face.
Sam knew that his brother cared for the angel, more than he wants to admit. And watch the worried, pained expression on Dean’s face was something that the brunet didn’t want to see. He was going to say something, that maybe Castiel had won whatever had happened there, when he felt a rush of air and a figure appeared in the back seat of the Impala.
“Hello.”
“Fuck!” Sam screamed and Dean jumped, yelping and cursing when a sharp pain spread shocks all over his abdomen and chest. Sam almost crashed the ‘67 Chevy with a light post, the car swirled out of control, until Dean grabbed the steer wheel, helping his little brother right the car. When they managed to straightened the car, Sam park it besides the road, opened his door, and hauled Dean with him out of the car. He pushed his brother behind him and stood in front of him, welding the Angel Blade.
The back door opened, and out of the car a beautiful woman came out. Her dark hair falling over her shoulders to her waist in curly tresses, her pale skin had a soft, creamy looking texture. Her almond shaped eyes were of a dark chocolate color and her full lips were pink and moist by lip gloss. She was dressed in a pair of jeans, a white shirt with some kanji written in black and a white and black hoddie. Her Converse were a bit dirty, but looked well kept. The boys just looked at her, not knowing what to think, it was Dean who broke the silent.

“Wow, a Busty Asian Beauty angel!” He said in a voice full of glee. Sam just slaps his forehead with the palm of his hand. From all the things his older brother could had said, THAT was NOT one of them! The woman gave them a confuse stare and cock her head to the side.
“My name is not Busty Asian Beauty, Dean Winchester.” She said in a breathy tone. That, made Dean sober up, he stood beside Sam, using his tall frame to prop himself up.
“Then who the fuck are you, girly?” He asked, Sam just kept himself tense, if the angel did anything suspicious, he will attack. Dean was pretty much defenseless now, still injured by the last hunt. Before either of them could blink, the ‘Busty Asian Beauty angel’ had knock Sam flat on his ass, had took the knife out of his grasp, and was pressing a gentle hand on the blond’s stomach. A soft, blue light coming from her hand. Emerald green eyes lock with mocha chocolate.
“I am Agniel. Angel of the Lord.” The blue light dimmed and she stood back, watching Dean touch his chest, awe-filled eyes still looking into hers. “And I am here to assist you in saving Castiel.”
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