Gadreel does not die in this timeline-one of the few which currently exist-but he is not left without the repercussion of having lived when he wasn't meant to either. Warnings for attempted suicide, depression/suicidal thoughts, and hella feels.

"It is often forgotten that Gadreel had once been a formidable warrior, he thinks. From the second that the first whisper had escaped of his failure, it seemed as if all of his brethren had removed any knowledge of his triumphs and achievements." Uber-short oneshot of Gadreel's thoughts while training/play-training with Castiel.

The Hexis pride themselves on their voyage of strength and do so in the name of truth. They are warriors, and guides in a world that needs order. But, order cannot be without chaos and - sometimes - not all things are as they seem. (Multichap and first time fic. Rating may change.)