Disclaimer: So the world hates me and I don't happen to own anyone from Supernatural. Cas may stay with me often but i unfortunately don't own him.
Author's Note: So here is a new story idea. hope you like Kallie and the story, it gets better. and trust me Sam and Dean show up soon.
Bare in mind that this current vessel Castiel is in is not the Jimmy Novak we all know and love. but trust me, he is still the same kick-butt attractive angel. (plus we'll get to dear old Jimmy later)
The story starts around Season 2 of the show, but gets to Season 4. There's too many variables in Season 5 for me to mess with so I'm planning on staying around Season 4. But bear in mind, this is a slight AU. I try to stick with the show when I can but soimetimes I have to stretch a little.
Now read and please review!
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear
Louder, louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak, I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say...
"Kallie, hurry! There is no time left." Castiel called back to her as the couple raced through the darkened alley in desperate flight from dangerously swift pursuers.
Kallie struggled to keep up with her superior angelic partner and grabbed his hand in the hopes that through this, she might be able to borrow some of his speed or bring him slightly to her pace, "Castiel, wait! I don't understand. You're an angel, you've handled a lot worse than angry spirits. Why don't you just stop them? And what do you mean there is no time left?"
Castiel maneuvered them around a dumpster and down another alley, only looking back to make sure Kallie was still with him, "It's no longer just the spirits pursuing us, not anymore at least. It's Azazel."
"Azazel?" Kallie asked with a weak voice as goose bumps covered her skin and a chill ran down her spine.
"Yes, he has found us and he's brought with him more demons than we alone can handle." The angel answered.
"But I thought we killed him! He's supposed to be back in hell for a very long time! I thought we took away his 'get out of jail free' card so this wouldn't happen." Kallie retorted, shooting a backward glance at the shifting shadows cast on the building at the opposite end of the alley from them.
"I don't know what that means but he made some very powerful friends before we sent him there and they have since pulled him from the pit." Castiel said quickly as noises grew louder and he attempted to increase the pace.
"How could they do that? Only angels are supposed to have that ability." Kallie whispered frantically, narrowly avoiding falling over an unidentifiable lump of dirty clothing that seemed to be moving.
"Only angels are supposed to be able to do that, and that is only by God's grace and authority. It is simply unfathomable how something like this could have occurred." Castiel muttered utterly distressed, brushing aside torn plastic hanging from a fire escape.
"Well that certainly changes things. Something big, bad, and mysterious has set our greatest opponent free to chase after us with a ton of his scary demon henchmen." Kallie summed up, her voice nonchalant but her expression strained before adding sarcastically, "Awesome."
Castiel gave her a strange look, but didn't comment looking back at her briefly at hearing the faintest quiver in her voice. "We just have to keep moving."
Kallie met eyes with him an idea striking her for the first time, "Wait, what are you still doing here? You can get out of this easily. Why haven't you disappeared already?"
Castiel didn't look back as he replied with a distant voice, "My escape is not crucial, yours is. I have to get you out of here."
Kallie's brow furrowed in confusion, "What are talking about, not crucial?! You are a freaking angel of the lord! You perform his will; you save people and awaken others like me."
"This is his will, I'm saving you. It's my goal and desire, nothing else matters now." Castiel said forebodingly as his light green eyes darkened with worry.
Kallie hesitated ever so slightly as they passed beneath a flickering light bulb, illuminating her long brown hair with a grim light, making her tanned skin look sallow and unhealthy, "What are you saying?"
The angel looked back anxiously at his charge, his blonde brown hair appearing golden in the light, "Kallie, please we must keep moving."
Kallie haltingly resumed their hurried pace at the insistence of the tugging of Castiel's hand that she held, but still on guard from his veiled implications, "You didn't answer me."
"That's because I can't." He breathed, turning onto yet another alley.
But Kallie had a feeling she knew everything he wasn't telling her, "You plan on sacrificing yourself, don't you?"
Castiel's face went hard, still after all these years unaccustomed to the waves of emotions that swept through human bodies before finally declaring quietly, "If I have to."
"No! You can't!" Kallie couldn't help but shout, "You are far more valuable than I could ever be."
"Not quite," was all Castiel could respond.
"That's impossible! How does an angel rank below me?!" Kallie yelled uncontrollably.
"You are a Warrior of God, a handpicked soldier chosen to help lead in God's army against the demon threat that lay waiting to engulf the world. The infernal forces must not be allowed to destroy you and your kind." Castiel said calmly despite the enormity of his words.
"But I would be nothing if you hadn't come along and trained me and guided me and shown me how to harness and reach the full holy potential of the powers God has gifted me! How would the army of God fare without you?" Kallie asked, coming apart more and more with each word she spoke.
Castiel pulled her into a small store room just off the alley they were traversing to look straight into her dark blue eyes, "Kallie, it will be alright. There are other angels all equipped and prepared to train more warriors. I'm sure any other angel could have prepared you as adequately as I have."
Despite her wishes, tears began to well up in the young warrior's eyes, as she stepped closer to her guardian, "No they couldn't have! You're different! You have compassion! You feel!"
At this point she was inches from him, a tear rolling down her cheek. He wiped it away gently, pulling up her chin so she would look him in the eye and whispered gently, "That's because you taught me."
Then he pulled her closer, his green eyes drinking in her face as if she were the only thing in the universe that mattered before meeting her lips with his. And they embraced as if this truly were, as they feared, their last, her hands running through his hair as his found her back, caressing and calming.
When a loud crash sounded from the alley, the two broke apart immediately, still holding hands, their eyes jumping to the open doorway.
Castiel moved in front of her as if to shield her and whispered urgently, "Kallie, run."
"No, not unless you are coming too!" Kallie shot back stubbornly clutching him tighter.
"Kallie, it's the only way. You can still escape if I hold them off." He insisted turning around to push her in the direction of the door at the other end of the room.
"I can't just leave you! You trained me to fight, to stand up against the forces of Hell. Now you are just telling me to run! I can't do that!" She said headstrong looking him right in the eyes as if to challenge him.
In a very human gesture, Castiel rolled his eyes and said meeting her hard gaze, "You stubborn little girl, we can't win this by bravery and courage alone, there are too many!"
Sounds in the alley told them that the demons were very close and that they didn't have much time. Finally, desperate, Castiel grabbed her hand and strode towards the door, quickly entering into a large and expansive warehouse, his eyes wide with concern and worry, scanning the area for any feasible escape routes or places to hide telling her, "Hurry, they're almost here."
"What can we do when they reach us?" Kallie asked an ounce of fear and panic seeping through her calm manner.
"Pray." He answered, dead serious.
"And if that fails?" She questioned as the two hurried through the tall shelves piled high with unmarked boxes, trying to reach the door to the outside.
Castiel met her eyes for a moment before saying, "I want you to promise me that you will run as far as you can away from me, find any type of cover and close your eyes."
Her eyes grew wide with utter and complete fear, her voice cracking as she spoke, "Castiel…I….I- I don't think I can do that."
"Promise me." The angel implored his usually soft voice rough with desperation.
She stared at him mesmerized, the tears returning, "Alright, I promise."
Castiel nodded and the two resumed their hurried walk. The pair had just reached the external door when a sinister metallic bang sounded from the store room they had vacated.
"Run!" Castiel beckoned, throwing open the door, and rushing her outside before following and closing the door behind him loudly. The warehouse building was located on the outskirts of Dart, a city that had prospered during the oil boom but had since fallen into disuse and shady reputations leading the street they came out onto to be completely devoid of legal life for several blocks all around. The two were in the middle of the potholed street when the warehouse door flew open, falling off of it's hinges completely as eerie smoke poured out of the warehouse. Kallie knew things were at an end, that there was no escaping this time.
This would not end well.
Have heart, my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess
Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you, dear.
Run- Snow Patrol
Author's Note: Okay, so first chapter's done, what did you think?
And all of my chapters have songs that may have helped inspire me but the story is not based on these songs. Run by Snow Patrol however is kind of a guiding influence, a song i think fits the story's arc very well. it is my favorite song in the world after all. hee hee. let me know what you think about my song choices please!
if you want more, please review. and if you don't i will send my boyfriend Cas after you (and NOT in a good way, trust me.)
-Fin out.