Bare My Soul | Destiel AU

Hate is Just as Strong as Love

Look what I got! It's a tiny toaster with tiny toast and I'm so happy! XD Now I am the QUEEN OF THE TOASTERS!!!!

Ahhm... anyways, this chapter is a bit short, but I cut a lot of things in this story's chapters when I was going back through the plot. I hope you enjoy it though and have a wonderful day!

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The abandoned warehouse was quiet as Castiel and Hael landed inside, only the soft wind blowing through and chilling the room the only stirring of the dank and dusty air. Castiel threw Hael back, her body tumbling to the ground with a heavy thump and a moan, not that he cared. He was only focused on one thing.

"What the hell do you think you're doing to Dean?" Castiel growled, his eyes glowing blue and his hands shaking with rage. Hael look scared, but she slowly stood up and faced him head on nonetheless.

"Castiel, don't you see what that menace has done?" Hael questioned, throwing her hands out in her own form of anger, though her face was as blank as ever. "He killed your brother! The slowest, most painful death, would never be enough for that!"

"Michael was not Dean's fault." Castiel hissed, his wings tears through his clothes as they raised threatening over the both of them, casting the both of them in shadow. "I dragged Dean in. Michael's death should be blamed on me, not a human that just happened to be there."

Hael shrunk back just a little bit, eyeing his wings with caution. Although not sharp like a blade, they were strong, and could crush a body to death in just a few moments. "Then maybe this is just as much a punishment for him as it is for you." She growled, her gaze meeting his challengingly.

Castiel huffed. "This ends now. We're going to go back, and you are going to remove your grace from Dean's body." He snapped, reaching out to grab her arm. She moved back, staying a few steps away from him.

"I can't." She replied, holding her hands close to her chest as she stared at him. He growled, shaking his head at her stubbornness.

"I'm not giving you a choice in the matter. Either you take it out of him, or I will make you suffer a fate worse than death." Castiel threatened, the air around them growing more tense by the minute. Castiel could have sworn he heard thunder.

"No! You don't understand! I'm a human!" Hael cried out, shaking her head and making Castiel freeze in his tracks. "I knew something like this could happen and no matter what, I'm not letting that hunter live!"

Castiel felt his rage begin to come back in waves, his eyes glowing ever brighter and his wings trembling with the power of the emotion. Without Hael as an angel, there was no way to save Dean, and now he has lost all hope.

"I hope you go to hell for this." Castiel hissed, his grace shredding from his chest and straight into hers, flushing into her torso with reckless abandon. She let out a scream of fear as she was lifted off the ground by the blue light, circling around her like snakes as one ball kept her airborne.

"Castiel! Please! Do-" She didn't get to finish as the circling grace rushed into her, bits of her flesh being ripped apart as she screamed in agony and tried desperately to escape, but Castiel wasn't letting her go anywhere. The ball of grace inside exploded outwards, ripping her apart until there was nothing left but a pile of blood and goo, slumping to the ground with an audible squelch before it became still. His grace slowly filtered back into his body, and he took in a sad breath before teleporting away, back to Dean.