Maniac

Castiel Novak

Dean's POV

My name is dean Winchester. And I'm a murderer.

I dont really have any friends, except for one person. Castiel Novak. I admired his work from afar for a very long time. Now Cas and I had a little game going. We liked to mess with the authorities in everyway possible.

At first it started out with just a couple winks thrown to the camera after we had just finished up with a job but now we were full on teasing.

As I sat in my dirty motel room I quickly grabbed my laptop and searched footage of castiel Novak bank robbery. I knew cas would rob a bank next be cause I was the only one that knew him. And I'll be damned if he did something I didn't already think of.

Quickly this video popped up and I clicked on the link.

"Hand me the bag!" cas yelled as the snatched the money from the person working the counter. "Now everyone in the middle!" he moved everyone in the bank to the middle of the floor.

Castiel opened fire, killing all but one. A little boy. He whispered something in his ear then ran out the back door.

"The little boy." I said out loud before hacking into the police data base and going through the files looking for the boys statement.

Case file 3642 - Castiel Novak

Witness - Benjamin H

Age- 11

Statement - he said in my ear "harvels."

Boy suffers from post traumatic stress. Rendered unreliable.

End statement

Harvels? Harvels. I remembered the name from somewhere.

Castiel was a clever one but I knew what he was doing. Setting up a meeting place.

I grabbed my favorite pearl handled pistol that I always used off of the table and started off down the street looking for a decently nice place.

I had to do this right because little did he he.

Cas was playing, with fire.

AN

HEY GUYS hop you liked this chapter.