"You were there
When nobody else was
You held me
When nobody else did
And the second you left,
I knew I would be hopeless."
Where a Leviathan named Natalia and a broken Angel named Castiel create an unlikely friendship in Purgatory.
(A Supernatu...
Warning: a triggering topic is at the end of this chapter.
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She didn't know what to do.
Natalia was in the room by herself, trying to free her hands of the metal cuffs. Already successful with the gag that once was around her mouth, she knew the cuffs could be escapable too.
Just before one hand was free, the door opened. The woman immediately froze, her body going rigid.
There were two angels in the room, she could tell by that much. The grace they had was giving them a "divine" presence.
Angels were bullshit she thought.
She slowly turned around, not really prepared to see what was in front of her.
Of course she knew the "Commander" was coming, but she temporarily forgot it was this Castiel. The Castiel she was in Purgatory with. The Castiel that gave her strange emotions when she thought of him. Her face would grow hot, her heart would skip a beat.
She studied him carefully. His appearance has changed a bit from what she could tell from her memories. His appearance was more clean, he had a suit on under his new trenchcoat instead of white clothes. His face was clean and hair kept nicely. And instead of strong, soft see through wings, there was now a skeletal structure of them. They were large and bony, only a few feathers still attached. They hung limply behind the seraph.
Her heart was beating rapidly, her breath caught in her throat. It was him. He meant something to her in Purgatory.
But, Natalia told herself, he has to do with your memory loss. Maybe he stole them from you.
Sudden rage engulfed her, making Natalia not thing rationally and lunge at the man. All the pent up anger the Leviathan carried was finally released. Her mouth opened wide and the sound she emitted burned her throat and shook her body. Her slim hands reached forward, wanting to hurt the Seraph.
He is bad. Get rid of him!
"Talia?" he said, his voice soft and small. He looked so confused and hurt, making the woman's heart sink. She set aside the pain and froze at what he just said.
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Talia
No one has ever called her Talia. No one ever got close enough to do so. She wouldn't let them. And this Angel thinks he can do so? Natalia might of let him do that in Purgatory, but she was not the same person now. And this new version of her would not tolerate the nickname.
The Leviathan screamed at him again, showing him that she did not approve of it. Natalia was fuming with anger, but so was confusion. She thrashed in the chains, she obviously wasn't thinking straight. She couldn't. There was just so much confusion she couldn't bare it.
