Disclaimer: I so, so wish I own these. But sadly, it is not to be.
Background: Ah the background, well you have to know what Dark Angel is as it takes place mainly in that universe and mostly pre-series as it is mostly from Alec's point of view before he joins Max in Seattle. For Supernatural, you need to know that Dean and Sam both said yes to Michael and Lucifer way back during season five but their souls were saved and they are now in Heaven while their bodies are trapped in the Cage (I'm in the process of writing this story right now, I just wanted to start posting this story as it's been sitting on my computer for months now). This first chapter would have happened about a month or so after that had happened.
A/N: Alec/494 may seem a little out of character but remember while reading this, that Castiel is seeing him during his lowest points. Also there are five chapters and I will post one chapter a week until I'm finished with this story.
Beta: Lady of the Shards
Whispers of an Angel
Chapter 1 – The First Time
The first time X5-494 met the man in the trench coat, although he was later told it was an overcoat, was when he was approximately ten years old, he didn't know his birthday after all. He had just spent another vigorous day and night in Psy-Ops because his twin had escaped months ago and Manticore wanted to make sure it wasn't a genetic disposition to run. He was nowhere near finished with his testing – 494 knew this by the fact he was still in a cell close to Psy-Ops as opposed to being in the barracks.
He could barely move from where he was lying on the floor where the guards left him, instead of being put on the bed that was in the room. He was sure he was dying, that the doctors went too far with their testing finally and he was going to die, like the anomaly he now was due to his twin. He would never be trusted again. That was, if he ever made it out of this cell. He was sure he was not going to survive the night.
There was a fluttering sound, like wings, suddenly in his cell. Now he was delusional. All those drugs from Psy-Ops were finally getting to him. Manticore was going to put him with the anomalies in the basement as he was compromised.
"You are not crazy, young one," came a deep voice from above him.
He didn't jump, 494 could barely move after all with all his injuries and drugs and he was an X5. He didn't scare easily.
There was the sound of someone or something – you never knew where Manticore put the anomalies and he was close to the basement – walking towards him.
Well, 494 was not going to die lying down on his back. He was going to go out fighting.
He barely raised his head off the ground to look at the threat. It was just a man in a trench coat. He tensed regardless of the man's appearance as he was really close to 494 and due to what Manticore taught him and –
Stared.
The man stared back at him with, what 494 could only describe as, soulful eyes and he suddenly understood the meaning of what soulful eyes were too.
The man tilted his head slightly to the left, and suddenly looked sad as he said, "You look just like him when he was that age."
Before 494 could even think of questioning the man, let alone think of a question to ask, the man was talking again and said, "Rest." The man then bent over – 494 didn't think the man did anything as undignified as kneel on his knees – touched his forehead and 494 knew no more.
When he woke up for his next round of testing, he was alone, – except for the guards who were sent for him – completely healed, with no signs of ever having been injured in the first place, and on the bed.
