Title: burning for you
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: AU
Rating: PG
Pairings: none
Wordcount: 165
Point of view: third
Prompt: Alastair/Castiel; the limits of endurance.
Castiel can no longer feel his wings. He does not know how long this day has lasted, how long he has been spread across the rack. A thousand demons have each had a turn, and at the end of every one, Alistair stepped up and caressed him with a blade.
But he does not know how long it's been since he tried to save a man only to be caught himself.
He has lost faith. Father has not come for him, nor any of his siblings.
And Alistair says, "Got a treat for you, angel."
Suddenly, Castiel's wings are burning and he feels it. And the man he tried to save is standing at Alistair's shoulder, razor in hand and eyes black as the Pit into which Castiel fell.
And Alistair says, "Go get him, kiddo," and the man Castiel failed to save smiles and smiles, sharp as the razor in his fist and as bright as the sky Castiel will never again fly across.