Hello everyone. I am writing a story that is centered around Castiel. I haven't seen season 5 yet, but I know what happened in the season finale. So if anything is incorrect or confusing please bare with me. It'll all make better sense as the story progresses.
If anyone has any questions feel free to ask, I honestly don't know how this story will turn out so please keep me informed…now let's get on with it.
Castiel stared down Lucifer after banishing Michael with holy fire. Was it a smart thing to do? Most definitely not. Lucifer was an archangel, an archangel with an attitude.
"Castiel?" Lucifer began grimly. "Did you just Molotov my brother with holy fire?"
Castiel took a deep breath. This is what it must be like to 'stare down the barrel of a gun'…as the humans would say. His time had finally run out. He would die on this battlefield, he would die with honor. He remembers dying, he remembers white light, great halls, and endless fields, but nothing would bring him back…not this time.
Castiel just shrugged at Lucifers question.
"No one dicks with Michael but me." Lucifer warned as he raised his hand.
Castiel closed his eyes as he heard the clicking of Lucifers fingers.
BAM.
When Castiel opened his eyes he was surrounded by grey fog. It was endless. Something was wrong. He was still in his vessel, Jimmy Novak. And surprisingly he still felt alive.
"Hello son." A voice echoed around him.
Castiel spun around trying to get his surroundings, "father?" he asked in disbelief as a figure came out of the fog.
"I don't understand. Lucifer killed me, why am I here?" Castiel asked.
"Your brothers powers are no match for mine son." God told Castiel.
"But why? Why bring me back? I rebelled against you."
"Not against me, against Michael. You made the right choice in helping humanity. And because of your heroic actions I see you are ready."
"Ready for what?" Castiel asked.
"Ready to lead the others." The voice echoed, "ready to replace Michael."
"I'm an arcangel?" Castiel asked in disbelief.
God nodded. "You are ready. You will interpret my orders and lead your brothers and your sisters."
"I can't do this alone father."
"Agreed, it is a heavy burden. There are others, 4 others. You must find them and bring them here. Together you 5 can restore balance to heaven and reverse the damage Michael has done to the world."
"Who are they?"
"Damien, Jericho, Eliza, and Ariel."
Castiel flinched at the name of Ariel. Castiel couldn't save her. She had perished at the hands of his brother Uriel.
"I don't understand. Ariel is dead, and Jericho fell from grace years ago."
"Jericho fell because he refused to follow Michael's orders to kill a town of innocent people. He was the first to make the right choice. As for Ariel, she will be your second. When she said no to Uriel's offer to raise Lucifer, she became a martyr at his hand. She died with dignity; you will find your new powers to be useful in raising her from death. Eliza and Damien should be easy to find. But first you need to speak with Dean Winchester" God said as he placed his hand on Castiels shoulder, "Do not tell him of our meeting. He is a troubled soul, his faith grows slim. Keep close watch over him, he may be of use to you."
And with that God disappeared…again. Castiel was the 5th angel to see Gods face. To be honest God wasn't quite what he had expected.
Castiel entered the battleground of Michael and Lucifer. Sam had prevailed and made the ultimate sacrifice; His life and soul for 6 billion others.
Castiel healed Dean and parted ways with him. Castiel told him that he believed God brought him back. And someone has to return to heaven to calm the restless angels. That someone would be him.
Castiel knew it would be difficult. His new responsibility was a heavy burden. At least he would not be alone. The new generation of archangel's would not make the same mistake as the last. He thought about the others.
-Jericho had been human for 50 years. He had to be convinced to come back.
-Damien had been stationed on earth his entire life. He was the angel of death. He ferried good souls to heaven, and bad ones…he would hand to the hell hounds.
-Eliza was a peace keeper. She tried to stall the final battle, saying they should wait til God had spoken. She got cast out, demoted, sent to earth for punishment. That was the price of speaking against Michael.
Then he thought of Ariel. He remembered seeing her lifeless body on the wet pavement of a parking lot on a cold rainy night. She had been murdered brutally. Stabbed through the throat, her wings burned out. When he discovered Uriel had killed his best friend he sought vengeance. Now that Castiel knew she had to be brought back he felt relieved. Like a weight had finally been lifted off his chest. There was something in the pit of his stomach at the thought of her. This was most likely the human emotion: affection. He loved her. She had always been there for him, and today he would be there for her. Now and forever.
End of the first chapter. Tell me what you thing. Please. I want this to have a good turn out, so if anything is off or needs correcting please tell me. I want everyone who reads this story to review! It will make me happy.
The next chapter will focus on Ariel. It will tell her story, and the events leading up to her death. This story is going to have a separate storyline following her and Castiel. They both have feelings for each other but don't know how to tell each other.
Stay tuned!