THE ONE
WOW: shimmer. There was only ever one.
Disclaimer: sadly, I don't own these fine gentlemen.
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Castiel knew right away.
He knew from the moment he stormed Hell that this was the one; the righteous man.
Even through the acrid smoke and choking miasma of Hell's infernal depths, Castiel could see it.
Far away through the chaos and fury, it was there; a soft glow that flickered and seethed like dying embers. The faintest of lights within the dark and twisted travesty that the righteous man had been forced to become.
The shimmering shreds of a good and honourable soul.
Castiel fought his way toward that soul.
He grasped the righteous man and raised him from perdition.
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