Intro (of sorts)

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Sariel

Sariel awoke to a world of darkness, though she knew it was only her mind. The haze in her head cleared and she could feel that she--well, it was more of her vessel really--was laying on something cold and hard. Probably concrete of some kind. The strange woman sat up, her eyes still shut. A hand moving to the back of her head, searching for a wound that wasn't there. She opened her eyes to the sight of the top of a parking garage. She was surprised to see that there wasn't more damage. They weren't gentle when they tossed her from Heaven. She thinks longer, remembering her last encounter with Michael. He's angry, they all are.

She struggles to get herself off the pavement, in more pain than she had been for a while. Michael couldn't really let her fall. Would he? She was the baby; his favorite little sister! She was no archangel, but no cupid either. She stretches her wings, and she begins to glow, making sure her grace is still intact; there's a familiar surge of power, and she knows everything will be fine. Maybe. Hopefully.

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Here's a little sneak peak of sorts of the new Supernatural fan fic I may or may not be writing at the moment. I have no idea how this will turn out or if y'all will like it or even if this is going to be continued.

Just to set the record straight and get this damn thing out of the way: I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL. ALL RIGHTS GO TO WHO THE THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO. I DO HOWEVER OWN SARIEL AND HER STORY.

So yeah that's all from me for now

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Stay thirsty, my friends

~Raven

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