This is more of a filler chapter, since I didn't know where to put this part to be honest.
But I hope you will like it anyways :3
Chapter 30
Still lightning flashed through the clouds and the night went briefly into day.
The sun had set hours ago and in the forest it had become quiet.
Only the patter of the rain and the thunder, high up in the sky, were the only things that broke the almost eerie silence of the forest. No animal could be heard, only steps that made their way slowly through the mud.
A lone figure walked through the forest in this stormy night.
He seemed to be not bothered by the rain that whipped his face mercilessly.
Lucifer didn't mind the rain which beat down on his body, or the storm that pushed against him. His eyes searched the surrounding area, in the hope to finally find what he was looking for so long.
For days he had heard no sign of life from Agares and even if he would never admit it openly, but he was worried about him. Not because he liked Agares, but he was worried that the unique capabilities of the demon may have been lost, because he was not a normal demon. He had chosen Agares for a good reason, because he was cold-hearted and merciless. Exactly what he expected from his subordinates, but rarely got as many chose to flee in fear when they were told that they had to take care of an angel of God. They feared angels, even if their father was one of them himself. For Lucifer it was something else, because only his appearance still showed that he once had been an angel of God. The most beautiful of all the angels that God had created and still many demons didn't fear him, but admired him.
And many of these idiotic demons didn't do their job properly, because they were too scared and disappointed him over and over again.
But Agares had not let him down in recent weeks, since he had always kept him up to date and always supplied him with the latest information about Crowley, the Winchesters, Bobby and the Archangel Gabriel, without showing fear. But at some point, the contact was broken and Lucifer couldn't shake off the feeling that something had happened to him, because even his little brother Castiel had disappeared for days.
The Light bringer gritted his teeth and clenched his fists as he thought of Castiel.
Why did this little runt disappear, if he had clearly forbidden him to leave their hideout?!
He would have to teach him some respect, when he had found him...
But Agares was more important now, because he needed the demon and his abilities to continue to keep an eye on Crowley and the Winchesters. He wanted to avoid that they also interfered with his plans. His big brother Michael gave him enough to worry about, not to mention Castiel.
He didn't need more problems now!
It was about time for him to get Sam's body, so that all this would finally come to an end. With his human Vessel nothing would happen to him and he would kill Michael and even his father and take the throne for himself.
He had already tried it.
Back then, in the Great War that had let heaven burst into flames.
Michael had defeated him and banished him along with all the other angels, who had been on his side, to hell. He had spent millennia in this miserable cage, in which they had locked him after he had turned Lilith into a demon to taunt his father.
But now he was free and he had a whole army of demons behind him, who would throw themselves into battle, if he would command them.
They would burn his father's world!
However, until it was time, there was still some work to do.
The storm seemed to be getting stronger, as well as the persistent rain that had soaked through his clothes.
Another flash of lightning lit up the dark forest for a second and finally Lucifer found what he was looking for...
There, a few feet away from him, lay a creature in the mud and didn't move.
Immediately Lucifer was by Agares side and he looked at the demonic wolf with an expressionless face.
There was blood everywhere, Agares eyes were closed, his mouth was open, baring his fangs. Blood, so much blood everywhere and a deep wound gaped in the chest of the wolf.
A deadly wound and Lucifer knew that Agares eyes would never open again.
The demon was dead.
And when he looked to the side and saw the sword, which was lying there in the mud, just a few meters away from Agares, Lucifer knew who was responsible for the death of the demon.
"Castiel!" he growled in a low, menacing-sounding voice and his eyes began to glow in sheer anger at the betrayal of the Seraphim. His wings manifested and he spread them out and in his rage the snow-white feathers stood up and he clenched his hands into fists, so strong that his knuckles turned white.
"You miserable traitor!"
The mighty Archangel rose to his legs and in his rage he would have loved to burn this forest, but he reined himself. He would wait until he would find Castiel.
"You'll pay with your life for that, little brother..."