A/N: TA-DAAA! Chapter fifty ladies and gentlemen! Who's excited?! So sorry about the delay on this one. I'm a part time dance teacher and to say that competition season is hectic would be an understatement. I've got the next few chapters in the works so hopefully I won't fall as far behind as I did with this one. Anywho, in honor of this being the big 5-0 I decided to take a different spin with this chapter by following the "dark side". Feedback on how you like it would be much appreciated. I hope you enjoy it :)

Gadreel. The name translates to 'wall of God', which seemed rather fitting for the most trusted angel of God seeing as how he was given the mission to protect his Father's most precious creations. To keep them safe from evil, to protect their paradise like a wall. That mission had been one he had failed miserably and had spent hundreds of years imprisoned in Heaven's dungeon mulling over. Centuries passed seeing only the four same walls and the face of the sister who was instructed to keep watch over the dungeon, though as far as Gadreel knew he was the only one of their siblings that she was tasked of keeping an eye on. Laylah had never been high up on the list, if one could even suggest there was one, but with the archangels sitting at the top and those such as Gadreel who were given important tasks there were few who fell toward the back of the group. Those angels, though known by each and every one of their siblings, were normally given remedial tasks which was how Laylah had ended up being Gadreel's only privy from the endless silence he was frequently surrounded by. Over years of it basically being just the two of them, conversations slowly morphed from simple topics such as how things were going in the rest of Heaven, what had happened to Lucifer and the demon he had created just before his ascent into the place called Hell that their father created specifically for him, to a topic that Gadreel had been contemplating for a large portion of his stay in his prison.

His plan was simple, he wanted revenge for the wrong that had been done to him. Had Father directed him to protect his creations? Yes. Though if those creations were so precious to God then he should have kept a better eye on his second eldest son. No, this wasn't entirely Gadreel's fault and he full heartedly believed that. Thankfully Laylah would bring him news after the few times she left the dungeon, part of her position still required her to be aware of what was going on within the rest of Heaven to assure that she and every other angel would be prepared to aide in any and all trouble they came across. After Lucifer's falling things had been relatively quiet for so many years, giving Gadreel time to plan and consider his options with how he was going to get out of the dungeon, to gather a following, to release Lucifer in hopes that his brother would grant him mercy when his anger took over their Father's creation. The day that Sam Winchester released Lucifer from his cage had been his first chance to set his plan in motion. Though Lucifer was already free, if Gadreel could make his way to Earth and help his brother convince the human to allow Lucifer to enter his vessel, maybe that would be enough to gain pardon from The Morningstar's wrath. News came shortly after that Michael had taken on a vessel as well and the succession of events that happened after that flew by quickly, leaving no time for Gadreel to act on his plan. A few short years passed and Laylah came with more news, there was a third living Winchester, a descendant of the Good witch line. Every angel knew of the prophecy that intertwined their world, their Heaven and their Father with the world of witches, those who viewed the energies in the world and their pagan Gods at the same level as God. It was a sore spot for most, but Gadreel saw it as his opening to finally get the repreve he so desired from part of his family and it was clear that he was not going to get it from his Father.

Laylah had been surprisingly easy to convince, after spending so much time with Gadreel she began to see the flaws in their Father that he spoke of and it was easy to morph the anger she felt at being left to watch over the mostly empty dungeon into an almost hatred toward the person who had given her that position. The night that the demon Barbas attempted to use the Winchester witch to unite all realms on Earth had been the night they began to set their plan in motion, but it was quickly stopped by the call of Laylah's presence near the gates of Heaven, they would need every last trusted angel to stand against the demons should they crash to the Earth. The gathered angels turned their attention to the land below and watched as the young witch rid the world of that particular issue, Laylah had learned many things that would help in her brother's plan that night. Reporting back to Gadreel that the Good witch was working with a Mohr witch meant that their suspicions about the prophecy had been correct. When Ana had encountered Gabriel for the first time and restored his grace to full power, it had been enough of a distraction for Laylah to release Gadreel from his prison and for both angels to fly to the two moved quickly after that, forming strategies to gain the allies that they would most likely need if they were to make it past the Winchester hunters, the two witches, and the pair of their brothers who seemed rather attached to the family. The prophecy did state that Michael would fall and that due to that he would become an evil force. Now all they needed to do was release that force, gaining pardon from both of their older brothers and aiding in the destruction of the human race.

Looking back at it Gadreel could see that their plan was flawed, neither he nor Laylah had been prepared for the strength that the witch and her soulmate would have. It was that fact that left Gadreel continuing to lead those who followed him single handedly, both angels and demons alike. Laylah was dead because they had gotten too far ahead of themselves. Ana did need to be taken out of the picture, but rather than killing her quickly and eliminating the threat in their way, his sister wanted to torture the witch; impatience had been her downfall. It was that underestimation that had him thinking back to the first time he had ever underestimated anyone and how it had led him to that exact point in time.

-G-

Time on Earth passed in a way that made each day seem like it had already happened before or maybe it was just the fact that he had stood at his station for so long that they seemed the same. The Garden of Eden was a sacred place, the singular place on Earth where the human populace began to grow. Gadreel was aware of the importance of his duty to the Garden, to Adam and Lilith as their holy protector, and it was because of that reason that the angel was constantly focused on everything that was going on around him. From the Garden itself to the area surrounding it, he was on constant watch for anything evil that would harm his Father's creation.

That day had begun just like any other; the rising of the sun, the birds chirping within Eden, the humans waking from their slumber, though there was one change. Gadreel could sense a presence heading toward the paradise he was to protect and since he had not been informed of any of his siblings coming to the Garden he took up a battle stance. He raised his angel blade in anticipation for the assumed oncoming attack, though he faltered slightly when he caught sight of the angel flying to meet him on the ground. There was no secret that Lucifer held a deep seated dislike for their Father's latest creation and it was concerning that he chose to visit the thing he seemed to hate. "Lucifer, why have you come?" Gadreel inquired once the archangel had landed softly on the ground.

The Morningstar smiled, moving his arms so that were tucked behind his back and underneath his wings, "Ah, Gadreel, isn't it obvious? I've come to see the humans."

"You have made it very clear that you distaste them." Gadreel began, angel blade still raised as his eyes focused on his brother's every move. "You cannot expect me to believe that you come here ready to suddenly accept Father's instruction and bow before them."

Lucifer shook his head, his feet firmly planted on the ground as he tried to not be seen as a threat. "No, I do not plan to bow before them. I simply wish to study them, to take the time to try and see what Father believes is so amazing about these humans. How can I be expected to change my view of them if I am not allowed to be given the time to understand them?"

Gadreel studied his brother, he seemed sincere in his mission to understand the humans and who was he to tell his older brother no? Father would be greatly upset if Gadreel had been the reason that Lucifer continued to argue against the begins in question and if this was what the elder angel needed to do to come to terms with God's order than it was a request he could not argue against. "I will grant you entrance, brother, do not make me regret this." Lowering his blade the protector of Eden stepped back and allowed Lucifer into the Garden, hoping that his brother would change his mind after watching the simple creatures for a time.

"Thank you, Gadreel. I will not forget your kindness." Lucifer bowed his head slightly toward his brother before entering Eden, a sly grin taking over his face once he was no longer facing the naive angel. Oh, what a grand time he was going to have with his Father's new creation. Once he was further in the Garden his eyes landed on the two humans, taking a moment to actually study them as he told his brother he would. Gender was a strange thing, he contemplated as he studied the form of the man and woman. The thought that their body parts somehow managed to make reproduction happen within the species was something Lucifer was slightly disgusted by. Refocusing his thoughts, he made himself invisible to both beings as he moved closer toward the female, Lilith, ready to set his plan in motion.

The simplicity of what Lucifer needed to do was the brilliant part of the whole plan. Though many of his brothers and sister were not aware of how far the Morningstar had already fallen, it had become quite clear to the archangel himself just how far from their Father's path he had strayed and how much further he was willing to go to see the human species completely destroyed. There was still time for that, the first step would be on a much smaller scale. Patiently waiting for the moment to strike, Lucifer kept near Lilith until Adam became distracted and moved quickly. Placing a hand on the woman's shoulder he focused his grace to calm her mind before shoving his arm into her body, touching her soul, using his hatred and anger to taint the pure being his Father created into something much darker.

God quickly discovered what had been done, though He hadn't been paying as much attention as He should have been with Lucifer acting the way he was, He felt the moment that Lilith's soul had been corrupted. Moving all of His attention to Eden, God looked for signs of his once cherished son, but there was no sign of Lucifer anywhere just the taint he had left on the woman's soul. Seeing that Lilith was now completely corrupt of the being that He had created her to be, He banished her from the Garden. After the first human woman left the paradise God went to work creating a new companion for Adam, still focusing on the plan of these humans procreating. It did not take long for Eve to come into being and once she had He took the time to speak with both humans, explaining many things, but the most important among them was that they should not eat the forbidden fruit.

Gadreel had not found out what had happened until Lilith left Eden, the evil that corrupted her soul and the presence of his Father signalling that something had gone terribly wrong after Lucifer had entered the paradise. Moving into Eden, its protector watched as God made Adam another campion and warned both humans of what He expected of them. Once that was finished God appeared outside of the paradise, waiting for Gadreel to meet him as his son would be able to sense his presence. Leaving the Garden the angel knew that his Father would be displeased with him, it was after all his fault that Lucifer had even gotten inside of the paradise that Gadreel was tasked to protect. The sight of God standing just outside of the Garden, expression stern, was the only sign the angel needed to know that his Father was more than just unhappy with him, God was angry. "Father."

"Explain how Lucifer was able to get passed you." God demanded, not even bothering to greet his son with anything other than the anger he felt. Gadreel had been made fully aware of the task he was given and somehow the angel had failed it.

"Lucifer appeared, wishing to be granted entrance to study the humans. He explained that he wished to understand them in hopes of seeing them as You do." Gadreel explained, closely watching his Father's expression as he spoke. "I had not realized that he had already strayed so far from your path and held hopes that by watching the simple creatures, he would be able to accept them. I feared refusing him in case it caused the outcome that already seems to be our reality. I'm sorry that I have failed you, Father."

God stared at his son for a long moment, thinking over the information that Gadreel had just provided him with. "You will not fail again. I do not know where Lucifer has gone, but you will not allow him to further ruin my plans for the humans. I expect you to be vigilant, nothing else should happen while you are their guard. Am I understood?"

"Yes, Father." Gadreel bowed his head, knowing that this would be the only second chance he would be granted. Their Father loved them all, but his temper had always been short and his forgiveness toward them was little; both of those things had grown worse since Lucifer had pulled his stunt. He waited until he could no longer feel his Father's presence before lifting his head and moving back to his station, making sure he was able to have both the occupants of Eden and the area outside of it both in his line of sight, he would not be fooled again.

If Lucifer had been any normal angel continuing to protect Adam and Eve would have been a simple task, but Lucifer being an archangel meant that his grace was more powerful than Gadreel's and that he could keep himself hidden from the lower ranking angel. Being able to do that also meant that Lucifer had been able to keep himself hidden enough from his Father so that neither God nor Gadreel knew that the Morningstar was still within the border of Eden. Watching the new female, he contemplated on his next course of action, though it was already pretty clear that he would have to concoct a way to make the humans do the polar opposite of what his Father had instructed them not to. The forbidden fruit. It was an easy way to accomplish the goal he had set ahead for himself, now all he had to do was nail the execution. The thing that Lucifer was quickly figuring out about these humans was that they were easy to compel, it took such little effort to suggest an idea into their tiny brains and for them to succumb to that exact idea.

Keeping himself hidden Lucifer made his way toward the new female, Eve, ready to put an end to these creatures so that he would no longer have to worry about kneeling before an inferior race. Once standing behind her the Morningstar simply placed two fingers to her forehead, implanting the idea that the fruit she was forbidden to eat would be the most delicious thing she would ever taste. It did not take long for her to fold under the temptation and Lucifer watched in glee as she took the first bite.

-G-

Three things happened in quick succession after Eve had disobeyed God. Father had created Hell, sending both Lucifer and the demon he had created out of Lilith to live out the rest of eternity there. Adam and Eve were thrown out of Eden, the paradise left empty as the humans were left to continue their lives on the plain Earth. Lastly, Gadreel was sent to live out the rest of time in the dungeons of Heaven. Thinking back on what had happened so long ago the angel now knew how naive he had been to trust his brother, to think that their Father, who would later abandon them all together, would put in enough effort to protect the creatures he had created from his second son. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence that Gadreel would look back on his days of protecting the Garden and how, as he pushed forward with his plan to release the evil that was his two older brothers on the Earth, that this mission involved the very descendents of Adam and Eve.

"Sir, there's been an interesting development with the Winchester witch." The voice brought Gadreel out his of thoughts and back to the present where his ongoing mission seemed to only grow more difficult. Turning to look at the angel and demon who stood in the room that he had been using as an office, he signaled for the one who had spoken to continue doing so. "The allies that we have in Hell have been in contact," his brother Oriel began, "while in a meeting with their King they were interrupted by Anastasia. It seems that the witch's soul is no longer in her body."

"We also have had reports of a presence other than your brothers' at the cage, but no one has been able to get close enough to it to determine what it is." Helen, the demon, continued. The pair had been promoted to Gadreel's lieutenants when Laylah had died. "The logical conclusion is that somehow the witch's soul is near the cage and is doing whatever it is she can to prevent us from releasing Michael or Lucifer. Honestly, I think we should kill her and get it over with. We stand a chance of actually releasing both of them without her in the picture, Sam and Dean would be cake to get past if it weren't for Ana."

Gadreel shook his head, "It's not just the Good witch that we have to worry about. Not only is she extremely powerful on her own, but paired with her soulmate and how protective Gabriel and Castiel are of her…" he paused, heaving a sigh, "It is highly unlikely that we will make it out alive should we go up against her now. We have to bide our time." He instructed, not really caring about who died while trying to serve his cause, but knowing that if he lost more bodies it could diminish the chance of him reaching his goal.

The angel and demon were both silent, sharing a glance before looking back to their leader, "What would you like us to do now, brother?" Oriel questioned, thinking that they still needed to do something. They would never accomplish anything if they just continued to wait for what his brother continued to call 'the right time'.

"I want confirmation of the information from our contacts in Hell. Helen, send a group of your people to the other side of the country. There needs to be enough of a display of violence to draw all of the hunters out of their precious bunker. If Ana is indeed soulless we may have a chance at convincing the witch that it would be more valuable for her to join our side." Gadreel began to plan, thinking of the problems they could come across as he spoke. "Once we have confirmation that they have taken the bait, Oriel will send a group of angels to aide you. We can't risk losing too many numbers, it took us long enough to get here, I won't start over again due to stupidity." He gave them each a stern look before he excused them. Keeping himself out of the direct line of fire meant that their cause would have a leader, but it also caused talk and Gadreel was completely aware of what some of his soldiers were saying. The time for him to join the battle physically would come and the anticipation for that day was slowly eating at him, sitting back and watching as others did his bidding was one of the hardest things the angel had to endure since breaking free of Heaven's dungeon. There was little chance that any fight he got into with either Gabriel or Castiel would see him victor and with both angels on the opposing side along with the witches and both Winchester brothers, if he were to go up against them now he would most certainly die.

The 'base' he had acquired to house the angels and few demons that were under his direct orders was an old estate house that sat on a plot of land near the border of Oregon and Washington. There was no one for miles around and it was big enough to keep those he needed close, while making sure that there was also enough space for the demons and angels to be separated if need be. Those occurrences were rare, the few demons that stayed there normally didn't cause any trouble and the others that fought on his side stayed with Jade in Hell to keep tabs on things. Thinking about it all, Gadreel sat down at the large wooden desk that took up most of the space in front of the back wall, thinking of what his next move should be if his plan to bring Ana over to their side failed. The door being pushed open pulled him out of his thoughts once again as he was greeted by the sinister smile of the demon who had basically become his partner.

"Did I just hear Helen correctly? You want to draw out Ana in hopes of bringing her over to our side?" she raised an eyebrow at him and crossed her arms over her chest. There were times when Jade truly wondered how the angel hadn't gotten them all killed yet.

"Yes. One of your sources came through with the information that the witch is soulless, if that is true it shouldn't be too hard of a task." Gadreel watched as the demon walked toward the desk, slowly sitting down on the edge of it as she thought over his plan. "We would benefit greatly from having her fighting on our side and the rest of her family wouldn't stand a chance without her. My brother's fighting alongside them wouldn't even counter the odds if she stood with us."

Jade turned slightly so that she could look at him, "You realize that it's never going to work, right? Those Winchesters are so dependent on their family that even if she is soulless, I doubt we could get her convinced before the others devised a plan to get her away from us."

Gadreel nodded, "That may be true, but I'm willing to take the chance that it will be a failure. It's not meant to be a fight. If there's no convincing the witch to join us than our people will be instructed to leave quickly."

"The plan is good in theory, Gadreel, but we both know that these things never play out the way we intend them to with the Winchesters." Jade pointed out as she stood back up from the desk, "I'll lead the demons who are going. Ana will likely move faster once she knows I'm among those causing harm to humans. Seems the witch has it out for me."

"In case you weren't aware, Jade, she has it out for all of us." Gadreel stated with a bored tone, something about how every demon seemed to think themselves the most valuable thing on the world was slowly going to drive him mad. "If you insist on going than I think it's wise of me to repeat myself; this is not meant to be a fight. I do not want to lose anymore soldiers."

Jade scoffed, "Like we're going to come face to face with the Winchester posse and not get into a fight." she spoke as she walked toward the door. "I'll do my best to keep those of us alive that I can, but I make no promises. I want to see Lucifer and Michael released as much as you do, I understand that losing the bodies that are fighting with us will only make that harder to do." With that said she left the room, ready to rally her troops and get this plan moving. If there was something she hated more than working with angels it was sitting around waiting for their next course of action.

Watching the door close, Gadreel was once again left alone with his thoughts. Though they didn't wander back to the days of Eden or even on how he was going to accomplish the plan he had set ahead for himself, no his mind was focused on one singular problem he was most worried about facing. Gabriel. Though out of the archangels he had been the most laid back at the beginning, word had spread quickly that the feud between Michael and Lucifer had hardened something within Gabriel, making the angel more fierce than he had been before. It was no secret that his elder brother was immensely attached to Anastasia and it was that fact that probably scared him the most. Gabriel would stand to defend her if the witch was for some reason not able to do it herself and Gadreel wouldn't stand a chance. They had to find a way to weaken the Winchesters and those who would stand with them, his army wouldn't stand a chance otherwise.

A/N(2): Also, I know it's kind of short, but the fact that I haven't posted anything in two weeks is killing me! I promise that I'm going to try to get the next chapter up within a week and that it will be longer than this. Thank you for having patience with me :)