Apocalypse
The angel Castiel reached down and
From Perdition raised him, gripping tight.
The newly risen was marked by the hand
And was to be the Lord's new mortal knight.
The training Boy-King did not see the path
His demon teacher, Ruby, had led him down.
She primed him to hold the Fallen's wrath
And in the flames of Hell the world would drown.
The knight tried to stop the Boy-King's decent
But the path was steep and the Boy-King quick.
He failed; the armies gathered for the event.
Meeting with the sound of iron-rod boom sticks
They battled on Purgatory's dusty plains
For the right to control Lucifer's chains.