Black Angels

"There were some angels that were hidden within Heaven's walls. The ones who were dangerous in their own way. They were special and powerful in certain areas. They knew things that the other angels didn't like. So they were hidden away and forgotten about until the angels were thrown from Heaven. No one realized that the door had been opened, and that those angels were released from Heaven's own Hell."


Prologue

When they fell, everything seemed to have opened up in Heaven. Metatron didn't realize what all was released when the angels fell.

Or which angels had fallen.

Sometimes in the deepest corners of Heaven is Hell.

Castiel sighed as he readied the store for closing. Nora had asked if he could since she had to fire the one who was supposed to. Of course he really didn't have a place to go afterward. Or much anyway. Dean could only do so much, and Castiel really didn't know what else he could do. He let out a small smile. It really was interesting, but he still could faintly feel the pull and pain that he had inadvertently caused. He only wanted to help, but every time he tried, he hurt those he tried to help.

However, he felt somewhat safe doing this. This small job. It helped settled the pain in his heart. He closed his eyes and headed back towards the counter to count the money in the safe and drawer to insure that everything was correct before finishing up. Then he planned on going out and getting something to eat while looking for a small apartment or someplace where he could sleep like a normal person. It was hard on the small amount of pay he got.

He heard someone walk in, and when he looked up, he was surprised to see a female walk in. She had blonde hair and dark blue eyes unlike his own. She wore a black long coat over an unbuttoned white shirt with another black shirt underneath. Tight black pants and black boots. Castiel felt somewhat threatened by her stare, but something was odd about it.

"Hello, Castiel, it's been awhile," she whispered making fear crawl up his spine as her eyes pieced his very being.

"Hello, Sophia," Castiel greeted back as worry ran through his body. He was so sure that those angels had been dead long ago.


What...what is this? I'm...I'm writing something else...something...new...whoa...

Anyway. I'm very uncertain about this story. I want to know if this sounds interesting or if I should give up before I dig myself a grave in writing. It's been a while. I don't want to abandon my DP stories, but I'm having some issues moving forward...okay...more like too lazy to put my mind at ease.

However, this story took a bit of a turn for me. I've started this after the episode Heaven Can't Wait...I think so at least...the one where Dean and Cas pretty much make sex eyes the entire episode of the current season. You know the one.

So, having you guys tell how this sounds will hopefully get me out of my funk. I have to work for the next few days, but I'm going to be updating this due to how much you guys seem to like it. So give me any helpful tips or whatever.