AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'M SO HAPPY PEOPLE ENJOYED THE FIRST CHAPTER AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Also, I'm so sorry. This chapter felt really wordy when writting, and not a lot actually happens. Just setting shit up again. Please continue reading. I promise, things will be a lot more interesting in the chapters to come. ;)

The cave, if it could even called a so.

Castiel was just hidden by the darkness of the stone walls, and could see a light on the other side. The tunnel was unnaturally dark, and had a large incline to the other side, which was probably why most people thought it was a deep cave, and could never see how short the tunnel really was.

Castiel stood still in the darkness, heart still racing. Well this was anticlimactic he thought to himself. He looked back over his shoulder to the valley. Task complete, right? He went into the cave. He saw what was inside. He should get out of here before the guards come back. He looked back into the tunnel and tilted his head to his right shoulder.

They wouldn't place guards here for no good reason. What is on the other side of this tunnel that is so important? His mind was racing. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and getting the better of his curiosity.

Just one quick look.

He climbed began climbing up the damp rock towards the other side of the tunnel. He couldn't see where he was stepping, or what he was grabbing onto to help himself up and had to change his path twice before reaching the top. The tunnel abruptly stopped almost at the same time the slope did, and Castiel was on the other side. Not that he could see much, an overgrown willow tree had twiggy branches blocking his vision. Wait… a willow in a mountain…. What is this place? He began pushing the branches aside and walked in.

Pushing the last of the branches away, his eyes widened at what they met. The mountain was hollow, and a giant hole in the far wall allowed the night sky to help show Castiel what was inside. Castiel was on a ledge about halfway up the mountain's wall. The first thing that caught Castiel's eyes was the oasis. Across from him, close to where the giant hole was, was a rather large lake that was surrounded by sand that covered most of the hollow mountains floor. As the ground began to incline towards the rock walls, the sand gave way to grass and trees. It was spectacular.

Castiel spent several minutes taking in what he could of the natural wonder in front of him. Once he finally looked around his immediate area, he noticed a rough path leading from the ledge he was on down to the sands. No debating this time, it all just looked to good, to inviting to not go and explore.

Before Castiel knew it he was walking around in a miniature desert. He decided the first place to head was the lake. He walked towards it, eyes still searching everywhere, trying to take in all they could. It was then that Castiel's caught something moving. He squinted his eyes, trying to focus on it. It was in the air and moving rather slowly. First he thought it was a bird, but as it moved in and out of the shadows, Castiel noted that it seemed rather large. He kept himself facing towards the figure as it circled close to the outer rock wall.

Turned back to the way he came, Castiel saw what the thing was flying to, a giant black Castle. It was tucked away in its own pocket of the mountains interior, and behind where Castiel came in, which is why he didn't notice it upon arrival.

The castle wasn't on level ground, and its base moved with the mountain floor it sat on. Based on the height of the windows, it wasn't many stories high, but it looked like each level of the house must have had very high ceilings. The castle's roof ascended into 2… no, 3 spiral peaks, all of which were meeting and merging into the mountain above them.

Ominous was the first word that came into Castel's mind to describe the black building. It didn't look inviting in the least. If it was back in the village, it would be long abandoned, and probably avoided as much as the entrance of this mountain was.

Thinking of the village…. You know, whatever is in that building is probably the reason why people aren't allowed in here. The voice inside Castel's head told him. He knew that voice. It was the voice telling him that going to explore that place would be the absolute worst decision in his life, nine thousand times worse than deciding to steal Ellen's ale.

Go back. It is time to go back home. Right. Now. He didn't need to be told twice. He headed back, towards the entrance. If only it wasn't in the same direction as the castle. As he walked towards it he tried to not look at the tower too much, but it didn't stop the sinking feeling in his gut. It was frightening how close the castle actually was to the entrance. He kept regretting not noticing it sooner. When he first walked in would have been nice time to see it.

Once back to the path up to the entrance, Castiel felt the slight relief of his impending freedom start to untie the knot in his stomach. That was, until a blood curling scream came from the black castle. Castiel froze as his skin reacted to the sudden, frightening sound. He remained frozen, in the silence, eyes wide and staring at the source of his fright.

Move! You have got to get out of here! The voice in Castiel's mind was screaming. But…. What if someone is in trouble in there? I can't leave a person in there; I've got to help if I can.

Another scream echoed off the mountain walls, this one tied in with the distinct sound of pain. Crying. Pleading. Castiel pushed himself forward and he was off towards the castle. He didn't know what he was getting himself into, but he knew he couldn't ignore what was happening.

He went back down the hill a bit and found another path, this one leading to the house. It was obviously much more used then the path to the tunnel, and it wasn't long before Castiel was at the front door of the house. Some sort of soldier instinct came over Castiel, and with no hesitation he pushed open the large wooden door and was in the castle.

I told you said the voice in his head Worse. Decision. Ever.

What lay before Castiel was worse than any horror story Gabriel had ever told him. The room was large, and the floor would have been white if not covered in fresh blood. In the middle of the mess was a large, twisted metal structure, and a man, or what was left of a man, chained to it. There was also another man, back turned to Castiel and facing the mess. From the way he was standing, Castiel could tell, the man was proud and pleased with the sight in front of him. Then Castiel heard something softly echoing off the walls.

Laughing.

"Perfect," Said the man in the middle of the room. Without looking, he raised his hand in Castiel's direction. The door behind Castiel slammed shut. Castiel jumped, and involuntarily looked back at what happened behind him. When he looked forward again, the man in the middle of the room had sprouted giant, black wings. Fully spread and arched high, it made the man carrying them look all the more menacing. The man… or monster, turned towards Castiel. Castiel's eyes widened slightly, seeing the being was covered head to toe in blood. A wicked grin crossed its lips, bringing Castiel's attention back to the beings face.

"Just in time," the monsters blinked, and its eyes turned solid black "Another bitch."