Castiel rolled on the ground, holding and putting pressure on his bleeding arm. "Great. Just great.." He groaned with his eyes shut tightly. When he opened his eyes, he saw more angels falling, and slamming into the ground. One landed so close to him, that just a bit more, he would've became as flat as a pancake. He got up, and looked at the stick that was stuck in his arm, and pulled it out "Ow!" He yelled then looked at his surroundings. Everywhere, there were angels. Some barely breathing and some were laying there lifeless. When angels fell, they would lose their grace, and that meant that the angel, Castiel, was no longer one. The ex-angel began to walk towards a highway, hoping to find shelter. Seconds later, it began to to rain heavily. "WOW!" Castiel yelled at the sky "Thank you so much!" He yelled sarcastically.
He finally reached the highway, where there were few cars passing by. Castiel sat on the side of the road watching the blood pour from his arm and stain his trench coat. Some cars slowed down to stop and help the helpless angel, but as soon as they saw blood, they sped up. "How could humans be so cruel.." He mumbled. After a while, the road became completely empty. Not one car passing by. He lied down and stared at the sky, his piercing blue eyes following the falling angels. The night grew colder by the minute, causing Castiel to shiver. He began to lose consciousness due to his massive blood loss. After a few seconds, he passed out on the hard ground.
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Falling in Flames
FanfictionThe fall of angels was a disaster. Everywhere, ex-angels were confused and lost. Except for one angel named Castiel. He sort of had everything under control, but still faced some problems. Dean Winchester, a young man, met Castiel on the side of the...
