To many people, Dean Winchester at first glance wouldn't be assumed to be a prince. Much less a prince that loved the sea! None the less, Dean's hair blew in the salty wind as his dog Impala bounced around on the deck of the ship. He couldn't do anything but laugh when his brother Sam started vomiting over the side of the ship.
"Isn't this great? The salty sea air, the wind blowing in your face! Ahh... Perfect day to be at sea!" Dean turned to Sam.
"Yeah Dean... Blugh.. Delightful." Then Sam's head disappeared over the side of the boat again. One of the members of the crew called to Dean.
"A fine strong wind and a following sea! King Chuck must be in a friendly type mood!"
"King Chuck?" Dean repeated, confused.
"Why ruler of the merpeople, lad. Thought every good sailor knew about him." The crewmember explained. Sam had finally stopped puking and walked over to Dean, adjusting his hair.
"Merpeople? Seriously Dean, we've seen some crazy stuff, but merpeople... really?" Sam laughed, but the crewmember rolled his eyes, storming over to Sam.
"But it ain't nonsense, it's the truth! I'm tellin you down in the depths of the ocean they live!" The crewmember shouted, the fish he had been holding slipping from his grip, slapping Sam in the face before falling over the edge of the boat.
However, despite Sam's hesitance, that crewmember had been right. There were merpeople swimming deep within the ocean, unnoticed by most.
The king of the ocean was Chuck, however his citizens in Atlantica called him God. God was blessed with seven sons: Michael, Lucifer, Uriel, Joshua, Balthazar, Virgil, and his youngest and most beautiful son, Castiel. All of his sons were truly incredible singers, so to prove this to his kingdom, God arranged for a concert with his lead composer, Gabriel.
God and Gabriel were announced into the main hall by a head messenger of God, causing the entire crowd to clap and roar with applause. God turned to Gabriel who was smiling wildly.
"I'm really looking forward to this performance, Gabriel." God laughed, smiling at Gabriel.
"Oh God, you truly haven't taken into account how I feel! This will be the finest concert I have ever conducted! Your sons will be SPECTACULAR!" Gabriel laughed harder, tossing his claws in the air.
"Yes.. And especially my little Castiel."
"Yeahh... he has the most beautiful voice, hm?" Gabriel said, turning away from God and swimming towards the podium. "If only the dickbag would show up for rehearsals once in a while." Gabriel muttered under his breath, tapping on the podium to strike up the band. The band that Gabriel picked out himself started playing, the music becoming louder and louder as three shells popped up from the ground.
"Oh we are the children of God, great father who loved us and named us well...
Michael, ah ah ah!
Uriel, ah ah ah!
Lucifer, ah ah ah!
Balthazar, ah ah ah!
Virgil, ah ah ah!
Joshua, ah ah ah!
And then there is the youngest in his musical debut, our seventh little brother we're presenting him to you! To sing a song Gabriel wrote, his voice is like a bell...
It's our brother Casti-OH!"
The crowd gasped loudly when a fourth shell appeared empty on the stage. The other boys looked around, terrified. God stared at the stage, anger beginning to bubble within him.
"CASTIEL!"