The smooth, grey cement walls that surrounded me were as maddening as they had always been. I don't know how much longer I could stay sane being locked up next to my best friend, never seeing his face.
"Gadreel, are you okay?"
Thaddeus had left only minutes ago, I only knew he was gone because Gadreel's screams had ceased finally after hours of our brother torturing him. Tears had dried on my face, relief pouring over my features once he voiced a reply.
"I'm as well as I can be here, Sofiel."
I heard the door to the prison open again, the slamming sound reverberating off the walls behind the angel who had come back for us. Instead of heading towards Gadreel, or even Abner, Thaddeus headed straight to my cell.
"Your punishment has finally been chosen, sister. Your grace shall be taken from you so you may grow as a human on Earth now. Only, unlike the other fallen, you will remember everything. You are to live a long, human life, knowing you will return here and take Gadreel's place being tortured for your crime."
By the time he had finished my sentencing, I had been backed into a corner. His blade slipped from his sleeve, and as he grasped it, I could feel a few tears slip down my already tear-stained face. The pain I felt as he stripped my grace from me was worse than hearing Gadreel's screaming for me to be left alone. Before I could make out his words, black had consumed my vision.
So that, my lovelies, is the beginning of my first Supernatural fan fic! I wanted a story where my favorite misunderstood angel gets some love!
Disclaimer: I, sadly, don't own the series Supernatural, or any of it's characters. They all belong to Erik Kripke.