Guns 'n' Roses-Chapter 1

Our story begins with a rebellious archangel flying through the air, contemplating the wrongs of his past and-

Okay. You know what? Screw this narration. It is crappy as hell. Actually, it's even crappier than hell. I'll just leave it up to whatever greater power there is to change their narration!

Alright! Alright! Jeez…

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Now, back to the story (with better narration this time).

During the days that passed after their deaths, no one really mourned the Winchesters. There were some people who recognized them after they were shown on TV (The Police and the FBI were thrilled about the deaths of the two murderers) and momentarily remembered how they had saved their lives, but there was no one who had really cared about them.

News of their deaths spread through Heaven's ranks quickly. But none were hit so hard at the news of their deaths than the two angels that were closest to them. Castiel and Gabriel.

Cas didn't take the news well at all. He had gone into a kind of shocked state of grief. He hadn't spoken a word since he had heard the news. As a result, he had gone to a mental institution and was being watched over by Meg, who often referred to him as 'her Unicorn'.

Gabriel, however, went in the complete opposite direction. He hadn't known the Winchesters for long, but he damn well wanted to avenge them. He couldn't explain it to the other angels, but it just made sense to him. This is the story of his revenge.

"Hey!" Dr. William Fletcher yelled "You can't go through there!" Dr. Fletcher really hated these people; the ones who just barged into the patients' sections without even asking to see their family or anything, that is. Over the 20 years that he had worked at St. Mary's mental institution, there had been many situations just like this. He had become accustomed to certain members of certain families rushing through the multiple doors to see their loved ones. However, there was something… different about this man. He wasn't one of the usual fare, who were usually in a hurry to see the patients. This man just swaggered in through the doors, lollipop sticking out of his mouth like he didn't have a care in the world.

The man didn't respond, which was entirely unusual, considering the fact that he was walking quite slowly in comparison to some other visitors. Then again, he could be listening to music on some kind of device.

"Hey!" He yelled again, hoping for some kind of response. This time, the lollipop man turned around, a startled expression on his face. Then, he seemed to realize that the kind Doctor had been yelling at him.

"Oh, sorry, Doc," He said as his expression melted into a charming smile "I didn't realize that you were talking to me."

"What are you doing back here? This area is for patients only!"

"Well, Doc, you see, my little brother is back here and the nurse at the front desk told me that it was fine for me to just go through here."

"Oh, ah…" The Doctor paused. If it had been the nurse's fault that he was back here, then shouldn't he be talking to her?

"Well…, did you catch her name?"

"No Doc, sorry, I was just so focused on getting to my bro that it just went in one ear and out the other." He shrugged apologetically, as if that would make the whole situation better.

The older of the two sighed. "Figures" he muttered under his breath.

"Okay, well… I'm going to try and find that nurse, so if you could just stay right there" He gestured at the spot where the lollipop man was standing "And I'll come back when I've found her."

"Okay Doc!" The young man called as Doctor Fletcher walked through the push doors. Taking the lollipop out of his mouth, he smirked at the retreating doctor. He wouldn't find the nurse. It wasn't like she had actually existed anyway. He spun on his heels to continue towards his younger brother.

The corridor was stark white, which wasn't what he had expected. In a place like this, he had thought that there would be more pastel colours. You know, to calm the patients.

He calmly walked towards room 224; the room his younger brother was in. Grimacing, he pushed the door open slightly and popped his head in.

"Meg?" He said.

"Clarence here is all yours, Angel boy" A woman with dark hair who had been sitting next to the bed stood up "You have five minutes." Then, she left the room, leaving the two brothers alone together.

Stepping into the room, the man saw his younger sibling lying on the bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling. Taking a moment to steady himself, he sat where the woman-Meg- had been only moments before.

"Hey Cassie. I just came to see you before I go. I'm gonna be gone a long time, but I'll try to stop by and see you every so often." The room was filled with silence as soon as he finished talking. The man sighed "Hey, Cassie, do you remember when you were just a fledgling and I was trying to teach you how to fly?" He chuckled "Man, those were some good times. Back before Dad left and Luci was locked in the cage." He looked over at his younger brother again, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down like a ride in a theme park. "C'mon Cas, buddy, you can't just ignore me. I'm your older brother." There was no response to his whines. "Well, anyway, I gotta go. See you soon." Slowly, he stood up and walked towards the door. As he was pulling it open, the man took one last glance at his younger brother.

"Don't worry little bro. I'll find whoever did this and I'll give them what they deserve" he mumbled under his breath "Goodbye Cas."

The door slammed shut.

"Gabriel?"