"Hi," Castiel responded, shoving his hands in the pockets of his pants. The man shifted nervously on his feet, exchanging the weight of his body from his right foot to his left. He could never be sure how Castiel would respond to his presence. Every day was most definitely a challenge—that was for sure. Might as well get this over with, I guess. Castiel moved to the side to allow space for the other man to enter into the home.
"Now, Castiel, we need to get working on some advanced skill sets. Your eighteenth birthday is coming up in a few months, and, thus, so is your initiation. Part of initiation is demonstrating that you have mastered the skills necessary to be a hunter. Also, not to mention that this year, you will be starting at the academy, and—" Castiel cut off the man before he could continue with one of his usual long-winded speeches.
"Bob, I already told you that I am not doing initiation. I don't want to be a fully instated hunter, you know that." Castiel hated his afternoon sessions with Bob. He hated having to be cordial and polite. Most of all, though, he hated being told how his future as a hunter would develop when he wanted nothing more than to rip apart the very DNA that made him a part of their world. Bob looked at Castiel, pity clouding his eyes.
"I know, but it's mandatory. Everybody with even a drop of hunter blood must undergo training and be initiated on their eighteenth birthday, as well as go through the final level placement examination. You know that, Castiel." Castiel snorted.
"Aren't there exceptions? You know, when the hunter is half demon, as well?" Castiel's retort was entirely sarcastic as he knew very well that there were, in fact, no exceptions. Bob chose not to respond, instead opting for the back door which would lead to the backyard. It was where they held all of their training sessions, considering the family's lack of a need for a training facility.
They spent the next couple of hours drilling complex forms and technique styles. Bob smiled sadly to himself. It was a pity to see such talent go to waste on a boy who wanted nothing to do with the world and who treasured and valued his other half far more than he ever would the part of him that was a hunter. Ironically, Castiel was the best student he had seen in years. He was well above his fellow students in both skill and technique, though he would never admit that to Castiel. He was sure Castiel would just make some snide remark in return and kick him out right then and there. Bob sighed.
As Bob stood watching Castiel's technique, an engine could be heard pulling into the driveway out front. Bob's face visibly paled. It appeared that the master of the house had returned. Bob composed himself, knowing very well that Remiel would come to check on the progress of his son. Sure enough, not even moments later, Remiel opened the sliding door that led to the backyard. Castiel stopped what he was doing and nodded in the direction of his father, who gave Castiel a quick nod back.
Remiel walked towards Bob, taking each step slowly and with such confidence that Bob couldn't help but feel inferior. Bob's eyes instantly jumped to where Remiel's hands were laying by his side, watching them to make sure they weren't about to do anything. While he did know that Remiel wouldn't attack his son's mentor, and while it was true that Remiel hadn't hurt a soul in almost two decades, it was still a natural instinct from his training. Remiel seemed to take no notice as he stopped in front of Bob.
"Good day, Robert. I see that you and my son are hard at work." Bob stood dumbfounded for a moment before finally managing to choke out the words stuck in the depths of his throat.
"Castiel is progressing outstandingly well, as always, Sir." Remiel nodded once to Bob before turning his attention to his son.
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Rising Chaos
Fantasy'He sat on the large, thick branch, crouching and waiting for his prey. The silence that surrounded him was eerie, not even the gentle whistle of the wind could be heard. Of course, he had quieted it. He took a deep breath that completely inflate...
