Okay so I know it's been so very long since I've updated, and I apologise. In my defence, I haven't had too many reviews recently: what's up with that?! Shout out to all of my reviewers, all of you fabulous people out there that love this story as much as me. So lets stop with the suspense already! On with the chapter!xxx
Chapter 4: Revelation.
I worry about leaving Samuel like this, asleep, vulnerable, but what choice do I have? I make my way outside for the first time in weeks, and walk until I find a field with one lone bench in the centre.
I'm ready.
It's time.
Time to recieve revelation.
I steal myself on the simple bench, and take in my surroundings, all of
them. The clean, crisp air that fills the lungs of my vessel as i take
deep, steadying breaths to slow my heart rate to a steady thump, lower than the heart rate of other humans to make the process easier for my vessel.
The rough wood below me, worn and aging, that I feel even beneith my trench coat in this state of total awareness. The grass beneath my shoes, the dark green blades that surround the bench and spread out for miles in all directions, as green as the the leaves in the garden of Heaven. The sky, the cloudless blue sky that seems to embody the very essence of freedom, life and Heaven itself.
Preparation complete, I feel a sense of peace that I have missed whilst watching over Samuel, the peace that only being close to Heaven can bring to Angels. Now I wait for orders from above, maybe Zachariah, maybe Raphael, maybe even Michael, if he had the time. After all, this was an order from high above, and one of the upmost importance; Hell was not a realm that angels entered lightly, many angels would be lost in the process.
I clear my mind of all Earthly, unnecessary thoughts and await orders.
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After what may have been weeks or hours, I hear a voice from above. It's faint and unclear, but after a moment of focus, the voice becomes a booming, deep, commanding roar that I would recognise anywhere.
"Castiel. You received your orders from Zachariah?" The voice booms from above.
I say "Yes I did." Quietly, though I know he has heard me.
The replied "Well then, what do you want to be told?" Makes me uneasy; I already feel as if I am getting too close to disobedience, and questioning my orders? Was that for the best? "I have very important matters to attend to, Castiel. You want to know why you're going to rescue Dean from Hell I presume?"
The fact that he guessed eases my mind, and when I agree, he says "That is simple Castiel. Dean, if left in Perdition, will break the first seal and start the apocalypse. That was not Lilith's original plan, but John Winchester did not break it, so Dean is the substitute. We cannot let this happen. And if we are too late, Dean is the only one that can help us win. Is that enough Castiel?"
I clear my throat and say "Yes, Raphael. Thank you."
The voice fades as the world comes back into focus and I know now that I am ready to begin this most vital journey. I will save Dean Winchester.
Castiel has been away, seeking revelation, for days. In another part of the city, in a hotel room, Castiel is not there to witness Samuel meet the demon Ruby once more.
Castiel will save Dean Winchester, but he wasn't there to stop the corruption of Sam.
After all, you can't fight destiny.
So... Thoughts? We never actually see an angel seek revelation in the show, so I thought I'd have a go and see what happened. It was actually quite a difficult chapter to write, but I hope it was worthit. I was going for something similar to Cas in season 6, 'The Man Who Would Be King', but less pure, as I mean well, it was Raphael who answered him hahaha! Hope you enjoyed! If you read Morganville, go read my other fanfictions! Enjoy and I hope you have a nice Halloween! Lots and lots of candy to anyone who reviews! Also bring me some pie! I love me some pie! :D xxx