Oh and yes, that was Sam and Dean Descriptions as the other angels! Awesome job. I don't know who the female was…I made her up. Hehe.

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I am so so sooo soo sorry for the long wait on an update. For some reason, my muse has been really dark lately and I've been tempted to write bloody, gorey, sad and tragic things and none of those things apply to this fic in particular. Lol.

I know the way I've been writing this fic doesn't fit with the time Gabriel left but just go with it. Hehe. Just pretend Gabriel left a while after Lucifer was thrown into the Pit. (I'll be getting to that chapter soon. :'(.)

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Plot: Castiel learns about his Destiny and asks Michael and Gabriel to change it…

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Chapter 8: Destiny:

"Castiel, are you excited?" Balthazar asked and Castiel turned his eyes to the other angel. It had been a while since they had a major 'lesson' like this. Every other day, the angels were taking more flying courses and learning about prayers. Castiel had learned that his name is not prayed to as much as the others and that reason was not explained entirely to him. All he was told was that when the time came, he would need to focus his attention on one particular human.

Balthazar made it over to Castiel and smiled. Castiel let his eyes roam over the other angel. His wings were becoming so beautiful. They had almost shed off all of his young downy feathers and were replaced by larger and longer, deep blues and yellows. His grace was swelling in size just like all of the other angels.

"Of course I'm excited," Castiel said with a smile.

"So am I," Balthazar said, taking a seat beside Castiel, who was perched upon a large stone in the field. His wings fluttered and his feathers poked at Castiel's playfully.

Castiel laughed as his long, deep ebony wings shook. He watched as a stray down feather floated to the grass in front of him. It was kind of long and had streaks of blue through it.

Balthazar grabbed the feather and held it up "Still shedding?" he asked, inspecting the feather as though it were a complicated puzzle.

Castiel felt his cheeks redden slightly. His wings may have been larger than all of the others but they were taking much longer to lose all of the down. Gabriel had said it was because they were bigger to begin with and that he would shed feathers twice considering they needed to be twice as powerful. He let out a laugh when he felt something light run up his cheek and he turned to see Balthazar tickling him with the feather.

"Stop," Castiel said through a laugh as he tried to bat the other angel's hand away. Balthazar laughed some more when a couple more feathers began to float through the air. He grabbed them from the air and began to run them over Castel's neck.

"Balthazar…" Castiel breathed, trying not to laugh "I'm going to get in trouble. Zachariah is cranky today."

"Oh who cares about that featherbrain," Balthazar said as he leaned over Castiel to tickle more feathers across his face.

Castiel sucked in a breath and his wings shot out and twitched as he held back the unbelievable desire to laugh out as the feathers trickled across his cheeks.

Balthazar grinned as he moved one of his hands over to Castiel's deep dark wings when he noticed the feathers weren't working. He slowly pushed two fingers in the feathers close to the arch and that's when Castiel let out a long hard laugh and his wings trashed wildly.

"Please stop," Castiel said through giggles as he tried to push him off.

A clearing of throat interrupted the small angels and Balthazar quickly let go of Castiel's wings. They both immediately stood up straight, wings tucked back and eyes staring straight ahead to Zachariah, who had his arms crossed and an un-amused look on his face.

"If you two are done being children, I suggest you join the others," Zachariah said firmly, his eyes set on Castiel, whose cheeks reddened. He had the urge to look away but they learned to never take their eyes off of a superior.

Castiel and Balthazar nodded and turned to realize all of the other angels were standing in straight lines, staring back at them. Castiel's cheeks reddened some more as he and Balthazar scuttled to their places. While Castiel was in the middle row, Balthazar stood just behind him; he was taller.

"Hi Castiel," Rachel hissed to the side of him as she beamed.

Castiel smiled at her "Hello," he whispered.

"Now you all know that today we will speak to you all about Destiny and Fate," Zachariah said as he walked to the front of the angels.

It was silent and Castiel felt a mixture of excitement and anxiety roll through him. He wanted to know why he was special but he was also worried that it might be a task he wouldn't be capable of.

A tension rolled through the other angels as Archangel Gabriel flew onto the field. He gave the young angels a look-over before making his way over to Zachariah, who immediately tensed for a moment before turning full attention to the archangel.

Castiel had the urge to speak out to Gabriel. He hadn't seen him in months and he honestly missed him being around the elder angel. He just made Castiel relax and feel happy.

There was a quiet murmuring from group when Gabriel whispered into Zachariah's ear and both of their eyes turned to the crowd. Castiel immediately stared down when he noticed their eyes set on him before back to each other.

"Castiel," Zachariah's voice sounded loudly. It seemed to be sympathetic for a moment and that worried Castiel even more.

Castiel immediately felt the other angels' eyes on him as he lifted his gaze to the elder angels in the front. He took a deep breath "Yes Zachariah?" he asked, his voice with a slight tremor. Was he in trouble? He was worried that maybe his laughing earlier was going to get him in trouble.

"You need to go with Gabriel," Zachariah said, waving a hand to beckon him forward.

Castiel felt his grace clench and his cheeks reddened some more as he slowly trailed his way through the staring angels until he reached the front. He turned his eyes to Gabriel, who had a smile on his face.

"Come on Cassie," he said quickly before spreading his wings.

Castiel followed his movements and spread out his own itching wings. He took a deep breath before soaring up into the air with Gabriel. He did not look back to the other angels as he followed the Gabriel out of the training area. They flew for what felt like a while but Castiel's wings were becoming strong and the flight felt like nothing to him. He gazed at Gabriel's huge, golden wings as they glimmered in the lights from the different Heavens they passed through. Soon they were landing at large, golden double doors and Castiel recognized it from the day him and Balthazar had been brought to one of the throne rooms. He felt his grace clench more in worry…he was in trouble.

"Don't be so scared, Cassie," Gabriel said, lowering his wings and opening the doors.

Castiel nodded and it felt like there was a lump in his throat as he followed Gabriel soundlessly. He was learning not to ask questions and to strictly follow every order given to him.

"Just sit over there," Gabriel said, pointing to where a small and comfortable looking couch appeared out of nowhere. It was dark green and plush with brown pillows. He nodded and walked over to it, sitting down without a word. He turned his eyes to see Gabriel walking to the other end of the room and through a door.

Castiel took a deep, calming breath as he sat alone in the large and white room. He had no idea what was going on and somehow that just made him all the more nervous. A moment later, Gabriel walked back through the door with Archangel Michael and Castiel instantly felt an entire new wave of fear seep through him when his eyes set on the two of them. Now he knew for a fact that something major was happening.

They were speaking silently as they walked over and Castiel couldn't hear them. He could see Michael's feathers twitching as though he were worried before they reached him. Gabriel snapped his fingers and created another couch opposite Castiel. He immediately lounged on it and sunk into the material. Michael hesitated before curling his wings back and sitting stiffly at the edge.

"May I ask what is happening?" Castiel questioned, feeling nervous. He wasn't supposed to question anything.

"I was wondering when you were going to," Gabriel said with a smirk "Kind of surprised me with your silence."

Castiel gave a partial smile and his grace twisted as he stared at them.

"We are here to talk to you about your future," Michael said.

"Fate…Destiny…all the good stuff," Gabriel added cheerfully. He was trying to stay upbeat, knowing what they were about to say would frighten poor Castiel.

"May I ask something?" Castiel asked, feeling nervous.

Gabriel sighed "What happened to the little angel who used to just burst out with questions?" he hated how Castiel was already becoming an emotionless soldier "Ask away."

Castiel gave another tight smile "Why am I not learning with the other angels?" he asked.

It was silent for a moment and Castiel noticed Michael just staring down. Gabriel turned to him then sighed and turned back to Castiel "Your future will be much different," he said.

"You are a key piece in the future war," Michael said, turning his eyes to Castiel. His silvery blue wings were twitching slightly.

"What do you mean?" Castiel asked "Are you talking about the war with Lucifer?"

There was a long moment of silence where Michael's eyes widened at Castiel "How do you know about that already?"

"I have just heard some angels speaking about it," Castiel said, feeling worried that he was going to get in trouble for knowing that information. He didn't hear much but there was some talk.

"What do you know about it?" Gabriel asked, wondering who in Heaven would have spoken about it in front of young angels. He wanted to do some good punishment on whoever it was.

"I…" Castiel started. He turned his eyes away from Michael, who was watching him warily.

"You?" Gabriel urged him to continue.

"I…I heard that Michael is going to fight Lucifer…and kill him," Castiel said quietly, making sure not to meet Michael's gaze.

Michael arched an eyebrow at Gabriel. He was honestly surprised this young angel knew that. Gabriel nodded "What else do you know about it?" he asked.

Castiel felt his stomach drop with the realization at what he said was true. Michael was really going to kill Lucifer. Somehow, that thought made his grace feel cold. He wondered how Michael would be able to kill his own brother. He didn't remember Lucifer that well. Castiel had been so young he didn't even have his wings when Lucifer fell. He did recall a few times when he would hear or rather feel Michael and Lucifer fighting through Heaven. It had been loud and powerful and scared him and the other angels outright. Then again, he heard many stories about Lucifer…he was the most loved archangel before he fell. He was the most glorious and he used to sing so loud yet so peacefully and all of the angels would hear him. Castiel vaguely remembered his soothing songs when Lucifer would fly over the youngest angels.

"Castiel…Gabriel asked you a question," Michael said after Castiel's silence.

Gabriel shot Michael an annoyed look before turning back to the young angel who looked really upset.

"That is all I know," Castiel said slowly, meeting Michael's gaze. He felt his stomach turn at the way those eyes held pain.

Gabriel nodded "Well Castiel," he said "You are very important to the war."

Castiel took a deep breath and nodded slowly "How so?"

"You will be retrieving the Righteous Soul from Perdition," Michael said slowly.

Castiel instantly felt a way of fear "P-perdition?" he asked "Like…Hell?"

Michael nodded and Castiel instantly felt a wave of fear so powerful that it physically pained him "No…no, that has to be a mistake."

"No Castiel, it is not," Michael said "Aren't you curious as to why your wings are so different than any other angel?"

Castiel visibly shook with the new knowledge. He had known they were different and he knew he was important in the future but he really did not expect this. Yeah, a few other angels had told him he would be going to Hell but he thought they were just being mean. He did not believe it was a fact.

"Michael," Gabriel said, clenching his teeth and glaring at his brother "Give him a moment to take it in."

Castiel turned wide, fearful eyes to Gabriel "Please, I can't do it…I can't go to…Hell," he whispered the last word, a wave of chills shooting through him.

Gabriel felt a lump in his throat and he took a deep breath "Castiel…" he said "You are meant to do this. You will be the only angel strong enough to do it."

Castiel felt his lip quivering and he shook his head. He turned his eyes to Michael, who seemed more still than usual "Why? Why do I have to do this?"

"The Righteous Soul who sheds blood in Hell is very important," Michael said "that is the way we will win the war. Castiel, this is very important and you are the one who will do it."

Castiel shook "I don't want to go to Hell," he said "Please, someone else has to do it."

Michael stared down "Nobody else can do it. It is your destiny, Castiel. You will do this," those last words were firm.

Castiel felt his wings shaking behind him and he felt his eyes stinging with the knowledge. He did not want to go to Hell. It was such a horrible place and it was filled with demons; demons who hated angels. A dark and evil place that is not meant for anything pure…like an angel.

Castiel turned wide eyes to them "Please…please is there any way to change it…I can't go to Hell."

"You can't change fate, Castiel," Michael said "it is written in stone. It will happen…you will dive into Hell and pull the Righteous Soul out."

"Michael," Gabriel said, glowering at his brother "Leave. I will talk to Castiel."

Michael set dark eyes on him. He felt bad for scaring Castiel like that but he had no idea what else to say. He decided being strict about it would be their best option. He stared at Gabriel for a moment before nodding. He disappeared before Castiel could ask another question he wouldn't be able to answer.

Gabriel turned to Castiel, whose wings and body were shaking with fear. His bright, sapphire eyes were glistening with unshed tears and his lip quivered. His eyes were set on the floor as he blinked rapidly. Gabriel took a deep breath and gently stood up to sit beside Castiel.

Castiel immediately felt a little better when he felt Gabriel's warm and welcoming presence beside him. Before he could think it over, he turned and clutched his arms and wings around Gabriel, trying to absorb his warmth.

Gabriel lifted his eyebrows in surprise as Castiel latched onto him. He was still not used to being touched but it was really refreshing. He could literally feel the waves of fear and sadness rolling off of the small angel. He took a deep breath and closed his arms around the small, shivering angel. He shut his eyes and sent off of soothing grace, trying to calm Castiel down. He felt his grace turn when the small angel climbed closer to him, trying to gather more comfort and Gabriel smiled slightly. He let his wings curl around the angel like a blanket as he held him.

After a moment, Castiel spoke, his voice a whisper "Please…can you please change my fate?" he asked.

Gabriel felt his grace twist as he ran a soothing hand over Castiel's wings "You cannot change your destiny, Castiel," he whispered "Do not fear it…you will grow to be a strong and powerful soldier…you will pull the Righteous Soul from perdition; you will help in saving Paradise."

"I can really help?" Castiel asked, staring up with big, blue eyes.

Gabriel smiled softly "It cannot happen without you," he said.

Castiel nodded, suddenly feeling somewhat better "Will you be there?" he asked.

Gabriel hesitated for a moment "I'll always be there," he said, knowing it was the truth. Even if Castiel couldn't see him, he would always be there.

Castiel curled closer to Gabriel, relaxing as some of his warm grace soothed him. He could feel his shaking stop as the archangel whispered to him. The idea of helping Heaven was a major part in calming him down as well as the knowledge that Gabriel wouldn't leave him alone. It was silent for a while as Gabriel began to hum softly, running his hand through Castiel's wings. Castiel wanted to stay like this forever. He didn't want to have to go to Hell…but he would. He would be strong like Gabriel. He let his eyes close as he relaxed in the archangel's arms and wings.

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I hope I wrote that alright. Like I said, my muse only wants to write dark stuff. Please leave feedback.

I'll sadly be writing the chapter when Gabriel leaves soon. :,(. Please review.