Archangel vs. Seraphim.
Who will win this fight?
Chapter 14
Clinking, the blades of the two angels crossed, when they met each other.
Brother fought against brother and it seemed as if neither of the two would show mercy in this fight.
Gabriel fought for the survival of his friends.
Castiel fought for his revenge and his fallen brother.
Lucifer had apparently taught him everything he had collected on combat experience, because Castiel fought like there was no tomorrow and he never let his guard down, so Gabriel could strike back.
Barely the sword of the Seraphim cut through Gabriel's belly and he began a counterattack, but Castiel could easily dodge this attack. The young angel turned around and beat his big brother down with his wings.
Gabriel barely escaped the sword that dug into the ground next to him, as he had managed to quickly roll to the side. Without much hesitation he reached for his own angel blade.
Castiel screamed in pain as the blade cut through his lower leg and he quickly drew his sword from the ground and jumped back with a strong beat of his wings to get some distance between himself and his brother.
Gabriel was back on his feet shortly afterwards and he wiped the bit of blood from his mouth, which ran from a small wound he had sustained in his fall.
Without a word, he looked over at his brother, who, breathing heavily, pressed his hands to the wound of his leg and his eyes looked like they wanted to kill him with his ice cold gaze.
"Stop it!" Gabriel tried again and he stepped in Castiel's direction, but immediately his brother reached for his sword with one hand and tried clumsily to get to his feet again.
"I will only stop...if I have...why I came here!"
Gabriel narrowed his eyes and ran.
Too surprised to dodge the attack, Gabriel beat the younger angel to the ground.
He twisted his arm behind his back and held him down.
"It is enough Castiel! Stop it!" he growled again and he tried to control the immense anger in his voice.
He didn't want to hurt his little brother.
He had been the one who had raised him and cared for him.
He had always been there for him and that he would be now, no matter what would happen. And he certainly wouldn't lose his little baby brother to a monster like Lucifer was!
His grip on Castiel's wrists was reinforced when the Seraphim squirmed under him.
Painful sounds left his lips and his whole body trembled with the pain which rushed through his human vessel.
"Please Castiel...brother...stop. It is enough."
A growl and the injured body under Gabriel began to tense.
"No! It's enough when I have what I want!"
And the next moment a loud scream cut the air, as Gabriel was grabbed by an invisible power and was thrown far away from Castiel. His body hit one of the old cars, standing around them and his vision got dark as the fainting overcame him.
Castiel had trouble to stand upright.
The wound in his leg was deep, had almost reached his true form.
Incredible pain rushed through his body every time he moved is leg, but he ignored it as best as he could.
Coldly he looked at his brother lying there motionless.
He held his sword tightly in his hand.
So much that his knuckles turned white and he growled again as he stepped over to Gabriel and looked down at him.
He had dared to stand in his way.
And even worse because he had lied to him about his true origin, his true self. Gabriel had deceived him just like all the other angels he knew and who called themselves his brothers. They would all pay for it, which he was sure!
And he would make Gabriel pay for his actions.
As he stood over the Archangel, his gaze remained emotionless and ice cold.
There was nothing to be seen from the Castiel who he once was.
He was no longer the little angel who would do the dirty work for his brothers and his sisters.
No!
He was a proud warrior of God and one of the most powerful angels in the history of creation and he would let every individual feel that who dares to stand in his way.
And with Gabriel he would start...
Slowly he raised his mighty sword over the motionless body lying to his feet.
He would bring it to an end now!
With Gabriel's death, he would put a sign which his brothers and sisters wouldn't forget.
Yes, he would show them what it would mean to mess with a mighty Seraphim!
Castiel narrowed his eyes threateningly, as the hatred began to flicker in them.
Like a flame that would devour everything and everyone.
He raised the sword, looked one last time at his brother's face.
But he would not give him mercy...no more, because it was too late for that now.
At the moment, the mighty sword whistled down on the Archangel, something came from the side and crashed into the Seraphim, forcing him to the ground.
The sword clanged, a few meters further away, to the ground and as Castiel opened his eyes, he looked at a very familiar face.
"That was a mistake Dean. You'll regret that..."