Luscious Wings:Chapter 1

Set during 'Changing Channels', when Castiel comes to tell them who/what the Trickster actually is. So the boys do not yet know who the Trickster actually is…

A/N- Recently became a fan of hurt!Cas fics, there are quite lot, but there are only a few where it is his wings that are hurt (if you have any recs, don't hesitate to PM me them or put them in a review.). This idea just popped into my head, so sorry if anyone else has had this idea.

This is a take on what could have happened to Castiel during 'Changing Channels', set when Castiel has just revealed that it is too powerful to be a Trickster, so spoilers ahead :D.

A/N 2- This story was recently deleted because I accidentally posted a notice on here saying I wouldn't be writing anymore of it for a while, sorry to all followers and people who favourited the story :(

Disclaimer- I don't own Supernatural or any of the characters. The first part of the conversation is from the show.

Pairings- None (Gen), if you own slash goggles (GG) you may see Destiel and/or Castiel/Gabriel.

Warning- Whump ahead.

After that long-winded A/N- on with the fic :)

Castiel stared at the Winchester brothers. "Listen to me. Something is not right. This thing is much more powerful than it should be."

"What thing- the Trickster?" Dean asked.

"If it is a trickster."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked. Castiel was flung backwards by an invisible force, a sickening crunch preceding a loud cry of pain coming from Castiel, as he slid down the wall, shades paler than usual, the first real sound of pain either man had heard from the angel. The boys stared at Castiel, ignoring the loud entrance made by the 'Trickster'.

"HELLO, BOYS! I'M TALKING TO YOU!" Dean and Sam both jumped, having been so engrossed with watching Castiel sitting on the floor against the wall, not moving, the only sounds being made by him the faint moans of pain and his heavy breathing, that they had not noticed the 'Trickster' arriving, or creeping up behind them. They both turned back to Castiel, their friend being more important to them at that moment than the suddenly pale 'Trickster'. They all stood still as Castiel let out another loud groan. The 'Trickster' gasped and started to run towards the pale figure, wrenched backwards by the hands on his arms, stopped by the boys who did not want this monster, the one who had hurt Castiel in the first place, near their hurt friend. Their plan of stopping him was destroyed when he just pulled his arms out of their grip, rushing towards Castiel.

"Oh, Castiel, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry, what hurts? Let me help."

"My-my," Castiel gasped. "My wing!" He almost screamed the last word as his back moved against the wall, shoulders banging against it. "It's broken, my wing- the left one is broken, it hurts." Castiel turned to stare at the 'Trickster', eyes pleading. "Please, help me."

A/N- Sorry about the cliffhanger, (and the shortness) thought this would be a good ending (for this chapter) the next chapter will be up later today :) Thank Chuck for overactive brains with nothing to do but write whump :D