Prologue.

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A young angel with blue eyes and dark brown hair laid on his bed, sick with a dreaded illness he caught so recently. Castiel laid still on his bed coughing up a storm and saw that his father, Chuck, came in the room looking bright eyed and cheery.

"Hey! How's the sicky?" He asked as he pinch his son's cheek. Castiel hated it when he did that, and so he gave a very grumpy looking face.

"Father, can you please stop doing that? You know I hate that." Castiel whined and Chuck took back a step and looked a bit offended by his comment.

"Now I'm hurt, Cassie. And here I brought you a special present!" He hands his young son a brightly colored package and Castiel started to open it. When he opened up the package, he looked up to his father with a disappointed frown.

"A book?" He asked rather ungratefully. His father huffed and stared down at him.

"When I was your age, televisions were called books!" He said as he tapped the blue leather bound book in his son's hands. Castiel could tell it was rather old, it was ragged and worn on the edges of the cover and the spine was slightly coming undone.

"It looks rather old, how long have you had it?" He asked looking back up at his father. Chuck looked up for a moment and thought on it for a while.

"I've had this book since I was your age, and my father before me. He used to read it to me when I was sick. And today I'm going to read it to you, buddy." He said as he pulled up a chair right next to his Son's bed and laid his back against it comfortably.

"Is it any good?" He asked his father taking a bit of his sandwich his mother made him.

"Are you kidding? Fencing, fighting, monsters, demons, angels, chases, escapes, torture, revenge, true love, miracles!" he said to the little boy in a very dramatic and expressive way that to make the story he was about to tell him seem like an epic tale.

"I guess it doesn't sound too bad. I try to stay awake." He said as he turned off the television and laid down in his bed to hear his father's story. His father rolled his eyes and then opened up the book.

"Thanks, your confidence is overwhelming." He sarcastically commented and opened up the book and read the title out loud.

"'The Angel Bride.' By S. Morgenstern. Chapter one." He places on his glasses and begins to read from the leather bound book.

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