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Chapter 4

"So... How do you open the gate?"

I sighed, "I don't know. I could try finding a couple of humans that the angels have become acquainted with- the Winchesters." I nodded to myself as if say it was a good idea one my part. And then i remembered that the Winchester's were know for avoiding the supernatural and it would not be easy finding them. "That's if i knew how to find them..."

"What about your little mind trick?" Emmett asked and i had to suppress an eye roll.

"Emmett it is called telekinesis and i will kept an 'ear' out for any signs of them but i can't be sure." I shrugged.

Really there was nothing to do. There was nothing a single angel could do, except wait for word from my brethren.

"Edward you need to hunt. Go, i'm not going anywhere." I told him as i saw his reluctance to leave. After a while he gave a slight nod and he, Jasper and Emmett

went out hunting.

"So Heaven really exists, what about hell? Does that exist?" Rosalie question skeptically.

"Yes, Heaven and Hell exist."

"What are they like?"

"Heaven. It's amazing. It's indescribable. Heaven is literately made of light, goodness and memories. If you died and your soul went to Heaven you would spend eternity living your happiest and most joyous memories... Hell. I don't really know much about, but I've heard rumors..." I said.

"Rumors? Like what?"

"I've heard that in Hell you are tortured all day, everyday. You would be ripped apart and then the next day you'd be back together just to be ripped apart again. Then if the demons decide you are worthy you can then become one of the torturer. It's gruesome."

There was a think silence in the room as the rest of the Cullen's absorbed what i had told them. I could see their fear. There fear of ending up in Hell to be tortured for the rest of there lives. I wanted to reassure them because i knew that their souls were not bound to Hell. However i couldn't no soul must know where they are going before they die- if they did then the journey on Earth, the tests God has to give them, would be pointless.

Then suddenly there was a large uproar in my head. It hurt. The pain driving through my brain like a blunt knife, but i listened to them. And they were furious.

Apparently Metatron had taken over Heaven and Castiel had assisted him. But that was not possible. Castiel was as loyal as all of us, there is no way he would betray his brothers and sisters. Yet, here they were blaming the fall on Castiel...

I wanted to know why? Why were they blaming Castiel? Why were they letting their emotions blind there... Judgement?

An idea sparked in my mind. Emotions? Most angels had never experienced human emotions before. Was the insanity already starting? Were the emotions inside of them already bubbling up? I would have thought they could fight it- learn to control them like some of the angels already have. However it is like they can't.

And then i heard it. Castiel was the Winchester's angel and he was in a small town in Montana and without his grace.

I had to go. I had to get him before any of the other angels found him or he'd be dead and my link to the Winchesters was gone. I couldn't loose this chance. I

know that i had promised Edward that i wasn't going anywhere but it wasn't like i was not coming back. I will go to Montana, grab Castiel and bring him back here.

I nodded, confirming my thoughts. Then glanced at Carlisle, who looked at me with a worried gaze, before saying "I'll be back." Then teleporting to Montana.