Supernatural

chapter 8

I had a dream again... Castile was with me, we were happy. Till this dark cloud came over us. I looked at it, when I went to look at Castile he was gone.  I saw even and hell. Blood everywhere, and bodies . One witch was Castile. I ran to him, grabbed him, crying.

"Cas don't die on me. Please, don't I won't be able to live with out you."

He moved a little and he took his last breath, then he went. 

"WHY!" I screamed, kicked and cried.

It was the war between good and bad. I could not stop it, I could have but I did nothing for it. Only made myself the probable and made people die. I closed my eyes and saw dean, Sam, Cas, and Mikkile. They were all dead, all because of me. I am the daughter of an angle but, brings evil to the world. I opened my eyes to see a man standing in front of me.

"My daughter, you have done this all. It was for good, don't hurt your self because of it. I will make it better." He walked towards me, kneeled down to me. He had the brightest blue eyes, I knew who he was. He was God.

"God, why must everything end like this?"

"My daughter, everything happens for a reason. I will make it all better."

He put his hand on my head and everything went black. I woke up to see that I was on the floor in the bathroom with dean wiping my forehead. 

"Girl you got to be careful. What were you fighting?"

"Fighting, nothing. why?"

"Your were making a good fight, what were you dreaming about?" He looked at me like God did.

"War..."

"War with what?"

"Dean I want to find cas, and tell him."

"Well I can't find him. I called him, even asked crawly for help but nothing."

I got up and walked out of the cabin. 

"Cas, please help me." I started to cry.

Nothing happened. I should have known, he won't help us. He never will.