So this was based off a picture I saw. Sorry if someone has already had this idea for a story, I apologize in advance and had no clue. The title is based off of Clarity by Zed. The first chapter is very short but I promise the next will be longer. Much longer.
Credit goes to my friend Court for helping me out with this!
I hope you enjoy this!
Feel free to leave suggestions and requests for things to add into the story! They are appreciated.
Blood was splattered everywhere, along the ally walls, around several bodies. Literally everywhere. There had been a string of murders going on in the city of Lawrence, Kansas. Castiel, the best Archangel Heaven has ever had, had been sent down to earth to investigate the murders. It was his job to protect the humans and eliminate all and every threats.
Castiel stood in front of the bodies, eyes narrowing at nothing but thin air. He smelt sulfur. A demon had done this and a very powerful one at that. Castiel could still sense the powerful aura even though the demon was long gone. This demon won't get away with it, not on his watch. He would find the filthy creature and eliminate it. It was what he was destined to do and nothing could stop him from doing it.
A 6'1, green eyed, brown haired, ripped blue jeans wearing demon had a wicked smirk on his face as he made his way through the town of Lawrence as if he owned the place. The demon's name was Dean Winchester, one of hells finest as well as the next in line for ruler over hell. He usually did most the dirty work and he enjoyed it. Abandon, the ruler of hell, had sent him out to massacre people, send a message and start the beginning of a war. It was time the demons fought against the angels. "About damn time." Dean grumbled to himself. He was going to enjoy himself very much.
Castiel sighed, they were trying to send a message. This was war. The angels wouldn't be to happy with this. Not at all. He feared many nights of bloodshed and many of his brothers would be killed. He hated the thought of it but what must be done must be done. He had to report back to heaven now. Suddenly he disappeared into what seemed like thin air, leaving the mess of bloody bodies behind.