"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.
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For the first few days, Natalia would not allow anyone in her prison. She would sit in the corner of the room, her head resting on the wall next to her. Silence filled the air for many hours, leaving the Woman to her thoughts.
When the Seraph tried to visit her the first day, she bared her teeth at him, hissed, and screamed. Her mind was constantly showing flashes of memories, going too fast for Natalia to grasp. She needed to be alone, and Castiel would only distract her.
Cas got the message, so he gave her a sad glance and left.
The second day Cas tried visited her, she threw the food, which the guards gave her, at him. Covered in the unknown substance, he left without a word.
Why would the guards even give me human food? Do they not know I'm a fucking Leviathan?
For the first six days, anything to do with the Angel made her blood boil and lips curl into a snarl. She despised him and everything that Cas stood for.
At night when the sounds outside her room would become quieter and her mind would not run a marathon, she would dream of the Angel.
And how she would plan his death.
The Purgatory woman dreamed his death every night. Her hands would plunge into his vessel, curl around the organs inhabiting it, and destroy them by slicing them open with her sharp nails. As the Angel would convulse and try to cling on to life, her hands would grab his heart and rip it out of the body. Blood would coat her hand as a second skin, and Natalia would open her mouth full of canines, and bite into the organ. She would watch as his eyes would dull and his body would still. Natalia's hands would be covered in his blood, shaking with joy. Her nails would trace his pretty blue eyes, and then scoop them out. His teeth would be gone next, the Woman taking them out one by one. The feeling that this gave her could not be described, it was almost orgasmic. Her mind craved his death, and the bliss it would give her. The power she would feel.
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But the next night, everything changed.
The Purgatory Woman's dream did involve Castiel, but not of his death. It was just an imagine of him with a smile and a laugh about to come out of his mouth. The feeling she got from Castiel was not a negative one, but a positive one. She felt relaxed and calm, emotions she never experienced before, but he gave her those emotions. In the morning Natalia would wake up with a small smile and her cheeks warm, the thought of the Serpah lingering on her mind.
This would happen for whole week.
It was the beginning of the next week that she didn't say anything as he entered the room. The Commander shut the door quietly and sat down next to it, giving the woman at the other side of the room some space. Said woman didn't even glance at him, just stared at the wall in front of her, hugging her knees.
