Hello there lovely readers. This is my first Supernatural fanfiction as well as my first muti-chapter fic, so please forgive me if I make any mistake. I am doing my best to stay in character and avoid plot bunnies. This idea came to me while watching tangled after finally finishing Season 4 and falling in love with Cas. Yes this is a Destiel story so if you do not like that you may want to find another story. I am combining several elements of the classic telling of Rapunzel as well. This fic will be updated every Tuesday. I hope you enjoy Feathered! :)

Notes: The parts in Italic is Dean's narration of the story. I wanted to match the way Flynn dose a narration in the first scene. This fic has also not been read by a Beta (If anyone would like to be my Beta please let me know, I need a good one :D)

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of supernatural sadly, I can't have them for my birthday either. Oh well... enjoy!

This is the story of how I died… Wait! Don't leave just yet, this is really a happy story and it's not really mind. This is the story of one really kick ass angel…Once upon a time there was a kingdom divided into the land of humans, demons and angels. For a while the kingdoms managed to live peacefully together until the demons tried to rise up and take control of the humans for you see demons thought they were better than the humans. The high Archangels put a stop to it but not without paying a price. The king of the demons, an evil name by the name of Crowley cursed the Angels and made the mother of Angels sick. She was heavy with child at the time and it appeared that she and the baby would die. This is where our story beginning with the king by his wife side debating the deal he was about to make… Look I know it sounds sad but hang in there alright? It gets really good! Especially once I'm in the story!

"There is no other way…" The king said holding his wife had in a tight grip. He looked down at her pale but soft face. He still saw all her beauty even though it had been drained by the illness. He blue eyes had faded and her black hair was dry as hay. "I'm so sorry my beloved." The King took her hand and pressed it to his lips. Hot tears swelled in his blue eyes. He stayed this way until he heard a laugh from behind him.

"I can save her you know." The Kings turned around, but only saw a shadow being casted along the great white walls of his chambers.

"If the Angels cannot heal her what makes you think some simple human or demon can?" He protested. Then it creature laughed again; a low, deep, seedy laugh that shook the King to his core.

"I am not normal demon." The voice said and footstep could now be heard and a pair of great yellow eyes stared at the King's blue ones. He knew who it was the second those cold eyes meet his own.

"Azazel… I have no business with you." He said letting his Queen's hand fall to the wayside and standing up in a huff. Azazel smirked at the king and held up his hand.

"You didn't hear me the first time." He said with a sly smile that sent shivers down the kings back. "I can save your wife, with this." A bottle filled with a red liquid had formed in Azazel hand. His yellow eyes flashed and he handed it to the king.

The King turned the bottle around in his hand, he knew what it was. "This is your blood…" His voice trailed off. The blood of a demon was a rare and powerful thing, but the King knew it had to come at a cost. "What do you want for it?" He asked knowing that he would pay anything to save his wife and unborn child.

"With my blood your wife will give birth to a rare and wonderful child. All I ask is that you give me the child when he is born." He said coldly. He left the King with little choice; they would die if she didn't have demon blood. This would at least save his wife and his son.

"You have a Deal." He said looking over at Azazel. "Do we kiss on it now?" He asked knowing all too well how Demon contacts worked. The King had spent years watching both humans and angels alike fall prey to them.

"I rather just have you sign on the dotted line. Save those pretty pink lips for your Queen." With a snap of his fingers a scroll was unrolling in front of the King's eyes. "Just sign and the blood is yours. I would make it quick though…" Azazel shot a glace over at the Queen in the bed, who had begun to coughing up her own blood. The king fell back down beside and cleared the blood for her pale face, trying his best to sooth her.

"It will all be better soon my love." He whispered. Azazel walked over to the King, who was still on his knees and handed his a pen.

"You are running short of time I believe." The King turned to him, meeting those awful yellow eyes. With shaking hands He took the pen and signed the contract. "Done." Azazel said harshly before the King could change his mind. His then disappear into the cold night leaving the King with the final job of feeding his wife the demon's blood.

Okay so yeah… It's a little dark now. But don't walk out of here like a little bitch. Stick with it man. You should be happy to know that the queen made a fully recovery and she gave birth to the rarest angel you have seen.

Castiel they name him. Castiel the angel of Thrusday, was his official title since he was born on a thrusday and it was a miracle that he had lived. The king and queen were gushing with pride and happiest and their little bundle of joy. He was their little miracle and baby with pale skin and the brightest blue eyes. The most wonderful, yet strange thing about their child was his wings. Most angels had white or light grey wings. Castiel's however, were a shade of black and shimmering blue like nothing they had seen before. He was special alright.

To celebrate the birth of the prince the king and queen of the angels lit a floating lantern that they turned into a star for their young child. They king and queen were happy, yet they knew it couldn't last. Azazel deal was hanging over their heads and they knew it was only a matter of time until they lost their beautiful blue eyed baby.

Three days after Castiel was born, the Queen found herself placing her child into his cradle. She looked down on his peaceful face and a sad smile played on her face. "Sleep well my love." She tapped the mobile that hung over his cradle and watched as stars that hung on it glowed bright as they spun around.

"He is a gem, my lady… truly." A cold voice said. The Queen's eyes shifted from her sleeping child to the yellow eyed demon standing a few feet away from them. "You know what I am here for."

The Queen nodded and stepped away from her child. She knew the consequences of getting to the middle of a demon deal. She could only watch helplessly as Azazel took her child. Castiel woke up in a fight and started to scream. The Queen wanted nothing more that to reach out and sooth him but with a snap of his fingers, Azazel and her child dissapear without a trace.

Castiel's tiny cries echo though out his room, leaving a sobbing Queen in their wake.

So old dick eyes here now had the baby Castiel in his clutches. He took him off to the huge ass tower that was hidden in the dark woods that separated the three kingdoms. He placed spells around it so Castiel couldn't fly out and no one could look in. So why did Azazel hide our angel away from the world? Well it turns out when a baby is born with both demon and angel blood some pretty cool mojo is created. Castiel wings would restore youth, health, power. You name it and those wings can fix it. Other angels had mojo too but none as powerful as Castiel. Azazel had Castiel all to himself and with the power Castiel was giving him he soon rose over Crowley and took over hell. And Castiel remained locked in his tower, unaware of the trouble that was brewing. He remained for years and year until one special birthday.

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