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Angels were made in pairs.
For some it was a battle bond. They were brothers in arms. Fighting at each other's side, working God's will. Others were more like siblings, disagreeing at times but Heaven help the outsider who tried to take a side.
Then there was Castiel. He and his pair were like lovers, if such a bond could be termed so crudely. Each the perfect reflection of the other, they were inseparable. For time before time they resided in Heaven, perfectly at peace in no company but their own.
Then Lucifer lead his uprising, seeking to raise himself above the Lord. The war began and Michael lead the armies of Heaven against Lucifer and his angels. A full third of the Host was turned to Lucifer's cause and the battle raged across the heavens. In the confusion Castiel was separated from his mate for the first time.
Finally the rebellious angel and his army were beaten. Michael cast Lucifer into the Pit and slammed shut the gates of Heaven. It was then that Castiel discovered his mate was no longer at his side. He searched all of Heaven, calling her name. Despite his efforts she was nowhere to be found. In the final moments, the chaos of battle had pushed her beyond the Gates. She was trapped on the Earth, with the humans and the remnants of Lucifer's army, cut off from Heaven. Cut off from him.
Her name was Keriel and this is her story.