AN. I thought I might give Castiel a short visit, Sorry I couldn't get this chapter right, I just wasn't feeling the mojo.
As you know I don't own any of this, I'm just meddling in, and destroying canon for my own enjoyment.
Chapter 10
Now that she was gone, I felt even more alone than before. My anxiety had doubled, the thought of her being brought into this too. Dean had not explained how she came to be with them, it left me guessing. I wasn't just literally left in the dark, but figuratively as well. After the first time, I had tried to find her, believing she was somehow trapped here like I was. This girl when she first appeared, had been my only contact in days. Part of me had believed she was just a phantom, a cruel illusion created by Silent Hill. But Now I knew she was real, and her name was Bella. I had been touched when she had stood beside me and gripped me tightly, grounding me momentarily with those wide innocent brown eyes.
My strange visitor was not the only development. Something was wrong with me, I had felt ...changes in my vessel, a permeability that wasn't there before. obviously those changes were noticeable to human eyes as well. My wings previously invisible to humans earth side had begun to manifest, their shadowy outline becoming a ghostly spectre trailing behind me. My skin too had lost some of it opacity. This vessel was not keeping my true nature concealed anymore. I supposed it was due to the differing supernatural makeup of this dimension. Not that it mattered, the few people left alive in this town, had lost their minds long ago. It had occurred to me I had made a huge mistake contacting Dean in the first place, despite my warnings, he wasn't going to listen. I had seen it in his eyes even as I had said goodbye. By the time they got here, it would be too late. I was getting lost, I could feel it, my grace was becoming tainted. This place was poisonous.
As I wandered the dark and dank halls of the former hospital, I paused as I felt the ground shift. Looking down I noticed the floor fracture, I began shuffling away as it began to crumble away from beneath my feet, leaping backwards as the yawning blackness ate it up like a hungry monster. I fell back on my elbows, desperately scrambling away. An indescribable blast of sound shook the air. The power of it buffeting me. My vessels human ears burst with pain, wetness leaking from them. The sound struck terror deep down inside me. What was happening? the degradation was accelerating now, getting worse each time. It was like it wanted to draw me into the depths of its dark and twisted heart.
I licked my lips nervously and stepped closer to the edge of the abyss, the air thickening as I approached the gaping hole. Maybe it was the way to the heart of this evil place. I leaned over the edge seeing more than just blackness. There were layers and layers of metal gangways all the way down, the glow of fires burning dimly. The air sucked in and out of the abyss with a hollow rushing sound, like it was breathing. I had suspected, but now I knew for sure, the true nature of this other world.
It had grown sentient. The torture and malicious nature of hell which lurked beneath the fabric of this reality and the ground above tainted with the blood of the innocent and foolish worshippers who had conjured shadows from its power. It wasn't any wonder that the gateway had become this malevolent consciousness. For a long time it had been satisfied with the meagre sacrifices that came from unsuspecting tourists and residents. But now it sensed Angel Grace, a far more wholesome morsel. I feared what might happen once it absorbed my essence.
AN. Sorry for the run on sentences, and general messiness, it's kind of muddled. I think the appeal of Castiel is in how others view him, in his awesome kick ass Angelic glory, frankly it's hard getting into his characters head.