The impala rumbled to a stop, the purring engine quickly reduced to a silent bystander. Sam and CA's exited the impala and drew their weapons, knives and guns gripped firmly in their hands.
Cas fell to the ground with a thud, groaning as he sat up. Sam didn't see him fall and he quickly rose to his feet. He drew his angel blade and gripped it tightly in his hands, his pale, translucent skin rivalled by the shiny blade. Sam Stood beside Cas, holding a gun filled with Silver bullets.
"Come on Cas, We need to save Deanne. We finally found her and your aren't looking too good. The sooner we save her sorry ass, the sooner we can save your sorry ass. Please let's go. Just remember to be quiet. We need the elements of surprise and loud noise will obviously give us away."
Castiel nodded as he felt for the nails on his pocket and he sighed in relief when he felt their presence. They would succeed and they would save Deanne and the world in the process.
They slunk to the entrance of the cave and on Sam's word, they walked in, guns and blades drawn.
The cave twisted to a sharp right corner and it was lit up by eerie glowing spikes of quartz and other crystals. Sam and Cas rushed down the path as quickly and as quietly as possible. Soon they began to hear voices, screaming, crying and begging voices. Not much after the voices were heard, a head of bright red hair could be seen. Sam and Cas crouched behind a large stone as they watched the Furies and Deanne.
A copy of Castiel stood in front of Deanne, blood dripping from his face and a knife protruding from his stomach too. Deanne stood on the dirt with her wrist bound to a large pole in the center of the cave. Blood and dirt covered her body and she cried to herself.
Suddenly, a copy of Sam came out with a large broadsword. He dragged it across the ground, the sound sending chills down Sam's spine.
"Are you ready yet Deanne? We have a nice sword for you to use if you want to. You can take the sword and fall onto it or I could run you through with it. Either way it is up to you."
Deanne looked at him and spit in his face. "The real Sam and Cas will come and help me." She said weakly. She paused for a moment and her expression fell, her voice quivering with anguish and agony.
"They'll come but what if they don't? They might not come. They aren't going to come for me. I'll die alone in this cave and then you'll rise. Just give me the knife and I'll end it for you."
"I'm glad that you agreed with us Deanne." Called Sam as he placed the broadsword in her shaking and blood coated hand.
Sam and Cas jumped from their hiding spot and the furies hissed in surprise. they advanced towards Sam and Cas and they all Turned around when they heard a crash.
They (Sam and Cas) stared in horror as Deanne lay in a pool of her own blood on the ground, a broadsword protruding from her stomach.
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My Grievous Fault (Destiel)
FanfictionCastiel thought that losing his grace was the worst thing that could ever happen to him, forcing him to be mortal until he could once again become divine. He was dead wrong. There are worse things, things unimaginable to even him. As he runs from hi...
