"BRING ME CASTIEL'S HEAD, YOU ARROGANT FOOLS!" Metatron shouted.
The second in command of Metatron who's Gadreel stared blankly back at Metatron,
"Of course my leader, I will bring you the head of the betrayer, he must be stop for his evil doings, he is the one who caused all the angels to fell and locked out from heaven." Out of the doors Gadreel went.
They ran and ran, they are so close to the safety of the hideout when a man comes out of nowhere and his eyes are black, it's a demon.
The demon strikes and attacks an innocent kid, it uses it's abilities to pin the kid in mid air and is about to kill the kid with it's wicked ways when it suddenly screams out in pain and vanishes into thin air leaving ashes and sulphur behind.
I look in sheer shock at the scene that had just unfolded before me, it was just unexplainable,
how in the hell did a demon just vanishes into thin air?
One of the survivors gasped which soon turns into a chorus of gasping from others and I lifted my head to see-
Standing at the spot where the demon had stood is another batch of survivors,
but they aren't just any other ordinary weak and scared survivors,
they are the only hope in ending this war;
They are the hunters.
The leaders of the hunters who happened to be two middle aged men gave us instructions on where we should head on next,
and informed us that it weren't the officials who activated the sirens, it was Metatron.
Metatron wanted to keep the survivors hostage as he knows that Castiel would try to save them all,
and he will capture him then.
Thank God (If there is still a God) we were stopped by that demon who wants to kill us (not cool).
Just as we started moving, all hell broke loose.
The king of hell appeared alongside his followers even Abbadon who is in eternity would never bow down to Crowley.
Meanwhile the avenging angels stood ready at the other end of the road with their weapons ready.
They charged at one another after a silent conversation between both of the leaders.
There were plenty of shouting and stabbing and expelling one another from their vessels, blinding light shone from one place to another.
I thought that the survivors and I could have silently leave the battleground if it weren't for them noticing us trying to leave.
The hunters quickly handed every single one of us a sharp knife for our own defense in case a demon came at us.
It wouldn't do much but at least it'll distract them for a slightest moment.
We are ready for war.