Dean let out a whimper as Cas fell. His whole world began to tumble down aroud him as the angel, HIS angel, fell to the ground, an angel blade sticking from his chest. Dean spun, stabbing whoever was holding him back, before running over to Cas.
"Cas, God dammit don't do this to me" Dean screamed, tears streaming down his face as he cradled the fallen angel on his lap. Cas only smiled at him, a little bit of blood sliping through his mouth.
"I-I'm sorry Dean" he tried to murmur out before coughing, blood spraying out of his mouth, covering Dean. The blue from his eyes was fading slowly but Dean didn't notice. He was busy thinking about all the good times they had together. Cas' eyes widened and he began to struggle, attempting to get away from Dean.
"D-dean let me go, please" Cas began to cry silently, thinking about how he didn't want to hurt Dean. But he didn't let him go...
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It was the day of Cas' funeral. Dean had built the alter and gently placed Cas on it. He kissed his forehead before lighting it on fire and walking away. Later that night on the news, the main story was about how the main criminal in the United States was found dead, the cause? Suicide. The strange thing? He had burn marks across his chest that looked like wings.
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Daily writing Prompts
RandomHaha hello anyone who reads this XD even tho I dun think anyone except my girlfriend will. This is just a daily writing thing for me to get things down. No not a diary, it's random story ideas I have.
