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Hunt Gone Wrong (2/2) - Castiel x Reader

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“What are you doing?” You sighed.

“Watching.” Lucifer replied simply.

You were now situated in a dark warehouse with the Devil staring back at you. Lucifer had healed the wounds you received during the failed hunt and strung you up to the ceiling by your wrists. He seemed to find a twisted joy in watching your futile attempts to fight your bonds.  

“Well, stop.”

“Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“That’s not the word I would use.” You told him.

Lucifer was barely paying attention to the conversation and just hummed. He sat quietly on a wooden chair and watched you for several long minutes until finally standing up.

“You know, I remember you following Castiel, the day I summoned Death. No human is able to follow an angel using their senses unless they share a bond with them.” he said.

You weren’t going to give Lucifer the satisfaction of looking curious and kept your head down.

“My father once told me that said-angel-with-a-bond can feel the pain of their chosen human soul.” Lucifer whispered, “Why don’t we test that?”

He raised his hand and a single shockwave of pain forced its way through your body. You didn’t know what it was, per se, but it had you spitting out your own blood from within.

“Call your angel.” Lucifer instructed.

You were still shaking from the sudden infliction of pain and gave no response. Lucifer growled at reply and blasted you with a second wave of immense pain. This one felt like an icy hand reached into your chest and was crushing your heart.  Screams erupted involuntarily from your lungs, but no matter how much pain you were put through, you still refused to call for Castiel.




Back at Bobby’s, Dean had managed to throw a punch at Castiel – who felt nothing – when he showed up. They needed all the help they could find in locating (Y/n), which was proving to be harder than they originally thought. Bobby was outside making a call, while Castiel joined Sam and Dean in the drawing room.

“I’m putting my chips on Lucifer.” Dean said and Sam turned in his chair to look at his brother,

“How could you even think that?” he sighed.

“Be realistic, Sammy. If Michael had (y/n), we’d get a visit from Zachariah’s smug-ass face.” Dean replied. Sam sighed and turned to Castiel,

“What do you think?” he asked. Castiel started pacing back and forth,

“Dean is right. (Y/n) is most likely with Lucifer.” He answered; noticing the heartbreak on Sam’s face, “I’m sorry Sam but Lucifer will keep her captive until he gets –”

Castiel suddenly stepped backwards and clutched his chest. His blue eyes wide with shock, Castiel gasped in pain which alarmed the brothers.

“Cas, are you alright?” Sam wondered, quickly jumping to his feet.

Castiel’s face was filled with fear and he felt like he was torched with holy fire. The pain stopped almost as quickly as it came and Castiel slowly regained his composure.

“What the hell was that?” Dean asked.

“That’s what I’d like to know.” An additional voice answered. Dean and turned around to see Gabriel with a similar pained expression to Castiel’s.

“What are you doing here?” Dean asked the Archangel. Gabriel ignored the green-eyed Winchester and looked at Castiel,

“That burning you felt? I felt it too.” He said. “What was it?”

“Lucifer,” Castiel sighed, “He has (Y/n).”

Sam quickly explained what had happened at the club. Gabriel took in the details of the hunt and then glared at Castiel.

“Way to go, bro.” He remarked sarcastically and clapped his hands.

“This is no joke, Gabriel.” Castiel warned. The Archangel raised an eyebrow,

“You should have thought of that before you sent (Y/n) into a hive of demons.”

“We didn’t know.” Castiel said through gritted teeth and Gabriel shook his head.

“Brother, she is Heaven’s Grace. Her soul is as pure as ours. You were supposed to protect her!”

“I always answer her prayers, Gabriel. I’ve been doing it ever since I came down here. Where were you when she needed guidance?”

“Hey!” Dean shouted, catching the attention of the arguing angels. “You both failed (Y/n), alright? We all did.”

Gabriel and Castiel took a step away from one another and locked their anger away for the time being. Dean was right. They couldn’t afford wasting time with words while (Y/n) was in danger. Sam cleared his throat and addressed Gabriel.

“How is (Y/n)’s soul pure? She’s a hunter, like us. She’s killed.”

“Some humans have an angel perching on their shoulder but at no time should there be two otherwise they can twist the human soul.” Gabriel sighed while explaining, as if it were common knowledge. “Clara was human while I was her guardian.”

He then turned to Castiel, who was staring at the ground.

“Until this one here, attached himself.”

“You weren’t listening to her.” Castiel reminded, looking up to meet Gabriel’s gaze.

“I was busy.” Gabriel scoffed and Castiel squinted,

“You were in Vegas.” he corrected. There was a heated stare between the two and Sam cleared his throat again.

“Okay, so when Cas started watching over (Y/n), her soul transformed from human to angel?” he asked and Gabriel pouted his lips.

“Not exactly. (Y/n) was born with a prophecy to her name.”

“Prophecy?” Dean asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Only when killed by Lucifer in a vessel of same blood, shall Heaven’s Grace rise.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“Dad was cryptic. Figure it out, hot-shots.” Gabriel sarcastically replied. Dean and Sam began to mentally unravel the prophecy when Castiel sighed.

“It means (Y/n) will die by Sam’s hand and come back as an angel.”

“My girl ain’t dying.” Bobby snapped as he wheeled into the drawing room. “Because you four idjits are going to find her.”

“Yes, you are.” Another voice chimed in.

Every head turned to the kitchen and saw the crossroads demon, Crowley, standing with a solemn look.

“Maybe one of you can tell me why my deal with baby Winchester is being put on the line?” he wondered.

Crowley noticed the confused looks around the room and realised he’d have to explain his presence before receiving an answer,

“I am informed when one of my deals is in danger. It’s a demon thing, I wouldn’t expect you to understand.” He told them.

“(Y/n) didn’t make a deal with you, Crowley.” Sam said, glaring daggers at the crossroads demon.

“Oh, she did and her lips were so soft.” Crowley replied as he traced a finger over his bottom lip.

“Why would our sister ever deal with a douchebag like you?” dean asked.

“I’d say ask her yourself but it seems that (Y/n)’s out dancing with the Devil.”
Dean was done with Crowley’s smug attitude. He clenched his fist and was prepared to knock the demon back into the fire depths of hell, but was stopped short when his train of thought was interrupted by Gabriel and Castiel.

“My vessel made a deal with a demon and you boys let it happen?” Gabriel asked the two brothers.

“She is not yours, Gabriel.” Castiel reminded protectively. Gabriel rolled his eyes and looked at his brother.

“Don’t play the ‘I’m her Guardian Angel’ card. If you were truly looking out for her then she wouldn’t be in this mess!” Gabriel snapped.

“If either of you were paying the slightest attention then you’d have stopped the her from dealing with me.” Crowley interrupted.

Gabriel turned to Crowley and was about to tell him off but Bobby had beat him to it,

“Hey! We have a bigger situation on our hands.” He half yelled.

“That you do.” Crowley smirked.

“What would you know?” Sam glared.

“You figured out that it was Lucifer who took your precious chess piece. I happen to know demons who know demons that have Hellhounds working with demons who know where he is.” Crowley informed.

“You want to stick your neck out and help us find (Y/n)? Why?” Sam asked, arching his eyebrow.

“I thought you were supposed to be the clever one, Moose.” Crowley stated with a squint. “No (Y/n), no deal, no soul.” Crowley answered.

“I’d suggest that you consider my insight quickly, because if your sister is with Lucifer – she won’t last long.”

An elaborate plan was made between humans, angels and a demon in order to rescue (Y/n) from Lucifer. Their first task was to find out where she was being held. Unfortunately, Castiel and Gabriel were constantly hit with flashes of pain and couldn’t go on this part of the mission.

Taking their place was Crowley, who whined about the job until Sam threatened to stab him with his demon blade in a very delicate area.
Well, snap! I just found the second chapter to this and it's not too shabby. Okay, now the cruel cliffhanger is complete. *Braces for salt and holy water*
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*dead from anticipation*