Hey peeps, this is a story I've been working on for a while now. I actually have probably 5-7 chapters written already, I was just being lazy and not posting it. This story is basically going to turn out to be a Season 6 AU. I'm kind of stuck right now, and I need some ideas. After you read this chapter (if you even do that), could you leave me some suggestions on what to do?

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. The only thing in this story that is mine is a few OC's. If I owned Supernatural, things would be A LOT different.

Anyways, Enjoy!

~ Pine


Castiel was in the middle of a huge civil war. He was in one of many battles when he heard a certain Winchester praying to him. Oh not right now I'm busy! He thought. He listened into the prayer while fighting off a not so trained angel. Hey Cas, we think we found one of those weapons. It's a long horn thing and people have been playing it to make others tell the truth. We think it's Gabriel's Horn of Truth, but you might want to come and check this out. Hearing this, Cas immediately perked up and flew himself down to the location of the prayer.

The minute his feet touched the surface of the Earth he could tell something was off. Dean was standing in front of him, but somehow it was not Dean. Cas glanced around the abandoned place. It looked like it was falling apart in some places. The windows were mostly all broken or covered up by wooden planks. The place looked like just one big room just full boxes, wood, metal and other junk like that. There were a few chains hanging from the ceiling, looking as if they were meant to hold something. The concrete on the ground was cracked in a few places and over all, the place was in pretty bad shape. Cas began to wonder why would Gabriel's Horn be here?

"Hey Cas, why don't you come on back into this other room over here. Sam has got the horn and is just making sure the place is warded against your dick brothers." Cas decided to ignore his gut feeling that something was wrong for just a bit, it was probably just something to do with the war. He followed Dean into the back room (seeing that there was another door hidden behind some crates) and immediately regretted it. Two angels appeared and grabbed both of his arms. Cas tried to throw them off and get away but for some reason he couldn't. He looked around at the walls and saw that there were sigils with his name carved into them, among numerous others. The sigils were draining his grace, making struggling useless.

"What's going on Dean?" Cas questioned. "Oh. You still think I'm Dean. Isn't that cute. I thought it would be obvious that I'm not Dean, I mean, you are an angel. You should be able to sense this stuff right?"

If looks could kill, this monster impersonating Dean would have been dead quite a bit ago.

"What's the purpose of bringing me here because I assume I'm not just here to chat?" Cas stared straight into the creature's eyes. "Oh wow. You aren't very observant are you?" With that, the monster pointed his finger and the angels holding him began to lead him towards another door. Cas could have sworn that this place only had one room, but, once again, he was wrong.

The creature slammed the door open to reveal Gabriel?! Not only that, Gabriel's wings were showing. The wings were a beautiful golden color fading to a dark gold that looked almost orange. They were in the shape of an eagle's wings, but they were bigger. The wingspan was probably around 12ft long. The wings were held out forcefully by two big hooks shoved under the carpal joint of the wing. Most of the primary and secondary feathers looked like they were torn and a few of the primary coverts on the left wing were gone. His body was littered with little cuts and bruises. His wrists were in shackles that had chains connected to the ground. He was trying to hold his right arm closer to his body than his other arm, suggesting that something was wrong with it. He was standing on sigil with his named carved into it. Cas realized it was draining him of his grace and keeping him from going anywhere. Gabriel had his head down but then looked up into Cas' ice blue eyes with shock written all over his face.

"No, no no no don't you bring him into this!" The archangel yelled at the other angels. "You don't need to bring him into this! This matter is just between you guys, Raphael, and me. He doesn't know anything!" Gabriel was tugging on his restraints, wincing through the pain. He was desperate to get to his brother and fly them both out of here, before anything happens to him.

Cas' eyes widened. Did Gabriel know about the war? Did he know that he was the leader of the side opposing Raphael? And what in the world would they want Gabriel for? Cas thought. The angels began dragging Cas to a sigil on the floor that looked a lot like the one under Gabriel, but slightly different. The monster that was impersonating Dean realized he wasn't needed at the moment, so he left the room. Cas realized that the sigil he was being dragged to had the same meaning as the one under Gabriel, but it had his name carved into it. Cas tried to fight back against the angels, but they were too strong and eventually they shoved him on top of the sigil. The angels grabbed the shackles nearby and chained his hands to the floor. They went over to the table in the corner and from what Castiel could see, it was covered in things to torture angels with. The two angels picked up an old, musty book that looked like it was about to fall apart.

Gabriel began tugging on his chains again, shouting "No! Don't you dare do this to him! Don't you dare or I swear I will smite you within seconds!"

"Ha! Good luck with that," one of the angels chortled. The other angel opened the book right in front of Cas and began speaking.

"Volumus ergo te, omnis alae Angeli" chanted the other angel. Cas began to feel an odd sensation on his back. It felt as if something was moving under his skin by his shoulder blades. It wasn't too painful, but it was still irritating. Cas began to shift around in his spot while Gabriel looked at him with terror-filled amber eyes.

"Hoc dicimus, hoc planum est esse in te, gratia alae," the angel chanted in a low voice. Cas' back began to feel really painful. It felt as if something was trying to burst through the skin in between his shoulder blades. He screwed his eyes shut and let out a grunt in pain. Gabriel was tugging and tugging on his restraints, tearing slightly bigger holes in his wings where the hooks were.

"Nos apponere accersire te in oculis verstris ex omnibus basis videre" Castiel was panting and moaning in pain, trying not let a scream out. His wrists hurt with the amount of pulling he was doing on the shackles that held him. All Gabriel wanted to do was run over to his little brother, and comfort him, and tell him it'll be ok. He was trying everything to go over to him, but it was useless.

"Precipimus tibi appareat: et palpari" Castiel let out a pain filled scream. It felt like something was clawing its way out of his back and it hurt. Gabriel shut his eyes and tried to tune out his little bro's screams. He knew it was useless to try and stop it now, they were almost done. He felt so sorry that he had gotten him tied up in this. A tear rolled down the archangel's face as he prepared for what was about to happen.

"Alae scientiate et gratiae et Castiel exite aeternum ac in terris fiant" Cas let out a blood curling scream that had a little bit of his true form's voice in it. There was a loud tearing sound and in a flash of white light, Cas' wings had appeared. Cas stood there in shock, panting heavily as he looked at his huge, black wings.


Teehee :D I'm such a bad person. And by the way, the Latin does actually say something. Or rather, it's supposed to. I don't take Latin, I wrote that part using Google Translate . Anyways, please review and leave some suggestions! It makes me happy to get a review, and happiness corresponds with my posting times *wink wink*