Chapter1: Prologue
This is the story of how I died. Don't worry this is actually a pretty fun story and truth is it isn't even mine. This story is about a prince called Castiel and a thief known by all as Dean Winchester.
Once upon a time in the Kingdom of Heaven there was a magical angel tablet that had the power to heal the sick or injured. Angels of Heaven were on the search for the tablet after the king's beloved queen carrying their youngest child fell deathly ill. Only the tablet would be enough to save her and the beloved baby. The king sent out his sons and daughters in search of the tablet, unknowing of the demon Crowley, who hid the tablet and kept it for himself. One night, in his haste, Crowley had not properly hidden the tablet and the king's soldiers discovered the tablet. When they used the tablet to cure the queen the tablet dissolved to ash, overdone by the strength of the spell. Still, the queen shortly after being cured of her terrible ailment gave birth to a beautiful boy with dark brown hair, deep blue eyes, and snow white wings that would even cause snowflakes to gleam with jealousy. The kingdom rejoiced and most believed that it was the beginning of a blessed era. I wish I could tell you that that was true and that everyone lived happily ever after, but I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you.
Crowley swooped up into Castiel's nursery in a swirl of red smoke before materializing beside the child's crib on storming night. His hair was greying and his meat suit was slowly falling to pieces. The demon sneered down at the babe that had stolen his precious tablet from him. Clearing his throat, Crowley began to chant the spell he had used to access the power of the tablet. Castiel's wings instantly lit up in a swirl of bright whitish-blue and gold light as Crowley chanted and the demon reached for a wing, ripping a small feather from the tiny wings wrapped around the baby. All light faded as Castiel's right wing blackened until no white feathers were left. A swear left the demon's mouth as he tossed the blackened feather onto the floor. Looks like he would have to do this the hard way. Lifting the infant gently out of the crib, Crowley made his way to the open window of Castiel's nursery. Just then, the king and queen burst through the doorway with their many children armed and prepared to fight. Crowley sneered at them, blowing into a blood red puff of smoke and disappearing through the window with a slumbering Castiel tucked in his arms.
What a dick, am I right?! The king and queen searched for their son day and night, but they found nothing of their dear boy, even losing another in the search. On the night of his birthday the entire kingdom of Heaven would release small pieces of their grace into the night in hope that their child would follow them back home. In the meantime, Crowley thrived off the power of the prince as he held Castiel locked in a tour far away from the kingdom, where no one would be able to find the prince of Heaven. Well, no one except for me. My name's Dean by the way, and this is where I come in.
I am in love with any and all Tangled and SPN AUs and any other kind of AU! I decided to write my own after arguing to myself whether or not if I should and struggling to find one already finished. Let me know what you think. Enjoy and please review!