I don not own Supernatural or any of the characters in the show. All characters belong to their respective owners.
This story takes place in an Alternant Universe from the one we currently know right now.
I hope you all enjoy this fanfic.
This story has no Destiel in it. This story is about friendship and nothing more.
Chapter one
Deans POV
Dean was walking through the back alleys kicking a can as he went, he and Sam had had another argument again.
He kicked the can away from him and sighed and looked up at the sky as it began to snow
"Get him into the truck and don't let him escape again!"
Dean jumped a bit at the sudden yell he had thought he was all alone but it looked like he wasn't, he put his body against the wall and slid against it till he got to the corner and peeked around it seeing a black van parked near a warehouse door.
Dean saw at least four men but what caught his eyes was the figure hunched at their feet and what he saw on the figures back shocked him, large ebony black wings were attached to the figure and there was only one thing that had those kind of wings.
The person hunched over on the ground was an angel.
Dean saw one of the men force the hunched over figure into a standing position and that was when dean caught the glint of shackles hobbling the person, now he was angry
"Hey!" Dean shouted as he came out of his hiding spot causing the men surrounding the figure to look at him
"What the heck do you want?" one of the men asked as he approached me wielding a knife in his hands
"I want to know what you're doing here and who that person is" Dean said as he pointed at the figure behind the man
"None of your business, you should leave and forget you saw anything"
Dean ignored what the man said and tackled him causing the others to run over causing a huge fist fight to break out among them.
Castiels POV
Castiel watched as the man who yelled tackled one of his captors why would some human want to save him most people didn't care about him; he watched the fight to see who was going to win.
The fight only lasted another five minutes before all of his captors were laying on the ground unconscious, the man who had started the fight looked at him then began to walk over to him causing him to back up into the vans door
"Hey, it's okay." The man said as he stopped walking raising his hands up to show he was unarmed
"I just want to help you okay" the man slipped his hand slowly into the back pocket of his pants pulling out a leather pouch of sorts "How about we get those shackles off your wrist" the said as he opened the pouch revealing a set of tools inside of the leather pouch.
I looked at the man for a moment then nodded and held out his hands as the man knelt down and pulled a few of the tools out of the leather pouch "Hold still okay" he said as he stuck the tool into the keyhole of the manacles and in a matter of moments the shackles fell off his wrist
"There you go" the man said but all he caught was a distorted voice saying something to him
"Hey, you alright?" the man said as he looked at him but before he could respond to the man his eyes rolled into the back of his head and everything fell into darkness.
This is the end of chapter one. I apologize that it is so short and a bit rushed. Reviews are welcome but please keep the reviews and comments appropriate and don't be rude either, thank you.