Castiel wakes up in a dark mess of soft yet firm. Castiel sinks deeper into the material, feeling around, trying to place it's origin. Bright white light suddenly filters into the room through Castiel's closed eyes.

'Dear child,' Lilith laughs, 'have you never slept in a bed before?'

Castiel looks at Lilith with a dark confusion.

Lilith smirks, 'I'll take that as a yes' then'

'What is a bed?'

Lilith ignores the question as she sits next to Castiel, leaning her back against the rod iron bed frame.

'Do you know who you are Castiel?'

Castiel moves away from Lilith slowly, his heart pounding in his ears.

'What do you want with me?'

Lilith smiles, 'I want nothing but to show you the truth.'

Lilith outstretches her hand to Castiel and waits patiently.

'I don't want to fight your war.'

'My war,' Lilith shrieks joyously, 'don't flatter those bastards with the mere chance of comparison.'

The light in the room flickers as Lilith retracts her open hand and stands in front of Castiel.

'Do you not know who I am?! Who you are?!' Lilith screams.

Castiel shakes his head as the floor starts to shake. But suddenly Lilith disappears, and the room is quiet once more.

***
Lilith laughs as she realizes her new surroundings. A heavenly cage engraved with a devils trap seals her in. Isophiel stares at her with disgust.

'Isophiel, it's so good to see you,' Lilith says, 'it's been a few millennia since we've seen each other.'

Isophiel glares down at Lilith, her face like stone.

'Of course last time you were on your knees and I was barley standing,' Lilith whispers.

Isophiel shudders but somehow remains stone-like.

'We had a deal Lilith. Give the boy time, until he was ready.'

'But he was ready... Ready to choose me. ...I think you underestimate me Isophiel. You should learn to respect you elders.'

Lilith smiles as Isophiel whips out her angel blade. Isophiel opens the cage and walks into it. Isophiel attacks the Lilith with the blade and smiles as it pierces the flesh. Isophiel looks down at Lilith but realizes that the demon didn't die.

'What on God's Earth are you?'

Lilith yanks the angel blade out of her heart.

'I'm older than all of you angels, what makes you think I'm from God's earth?'

Lilith slices Isophiel's chest open with the angel blade and sticks her hand deep inside. She then rips out Isophiel grace and watches Isophiel fall.

'It is more beautiful than I imagined,' Lilith laughs as she uses the angel blade to cut her way out of cage, then returns back to her land in hopes of continuing where she and Castiel left off, however he was no longer in her realm

**Dean**

'Who... What are you,' Castiel whispers.

Dean ignores Castiel's questions as he heals the cuts and wounds. Castiel sighs and stares off into the distance.

'My mother always told me I'd be destined for greatness and that angels were protecting me... Guess they didn't get the memo,' Castiel says bitterly.

Dean looks at Castiel's bruised and battered face.

'You are destined for greatness, please don't give up.'

Castiel huffs out a small laugh.

'The only thing I'm great at is fucking.'

Castiel gets up off the bed and walks over to the bathroom.

'That can't be the only thing.'

'It's the only thing I give a shit about.'

'What about the war?' Dean asks quietly.

Castiel picks a few different prescription bottles and takes a pill from each.

'Fuck the War, I believe in equal opportunity. I'm open 24/7 for everyone's enjoyment.'

Dean appears behind Castiel and hugs him close.

'What happened to you Cas?'

Cas cries into Dean, his breathing shallow.

'You fell asleep Dean.'

Dean woke up in a cold sweat to the sound of an angel falling, his heart broke into as he looked down to see Isophiel plummet to Earth

~...~ Castiel

10 Years Later

Castiel looks out of his window to see the cold night sky, he sighs happily. Night has a certain calm over it, even though he is a "pure blood". Castiel hears a sound coming from his bedroom door. Madame, an older woman who owns the brothel, opens his door.

'Cassy, we almost ready to open. Turn off your light,' the Madame whispers.

Castiel nods his head and gets up from his red silken bed to walks over to the closet. Inside he picks out a simple black nightie and turns off the lights. He then lies down on his bed and waits.

A soft knock comes at the door and it opens slowly. Footsteps make their way to Castiel's bedside, hands press against his lips and slowly slide down his body.

'My beautiful darling,' the mystery man whispers.

Castiel breathes shallow in and out trying to control his breath. Castiel looks at the man, this tall handsome man and smiles.

'What are you here for sugar?' Castiel asks with a slight smile.

'It's Crowley.'

'Who-' Castiel tries to ask before Crowley covers Castiel's face and chokes him until he passes out.

Crowley then puts a hand under Castiel's nightie and rubs Castiel's crotch.

'Mmm they make so much less noise when they're nice and quiet.'

Crowley slips off Castiel's nightie and watches as Castiel's unconscious form gets hard and horny. Crowley leans down and takes Castiel into his mouth and slowly starts to lick around the head. Becoming so enveloped that he doesn't realize the footsteps coming in.

'No one, knocks out my kids and gets away with it!' Madame screams as she knocks Crowley over the head with a frying pan.

The Madame smiles a mischevious smile, her black hair sweeping of her shoulders.

'What are we going to do with you Clarence?'

And so the plot thickens my darlings!
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