She Has My Grace (Castiel x OC)

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There was a hardness under my back, one that was different from the springy bed that I slept on in the bunker. There was no blanket draped over me either and everything that wasn't covered up by my nightgown felt frozen. I felt only half conscious, like I couldn't open my eyes. That was until I heard a voice.

"Rise and shine, my Arabella." I was able to finally open my eyes and when I did I wished that I hadn't.

"Good morning Kitten." Lucifer smiled viciously, he was standing above me which caused me to recoil faster than humanly possible.

"Stay away from me!" I shouted, wrapping my arms around myself as I pulled my knees up to my chest.

I knew that this wouldn't keep the devil away, since I had last seen him my dreams hadn't been as vivid as this. I never remembered more than his cold eyes or his icy touch.

Lucifer sat down on the off colored green cot and leaned in, like he was examining everything about me. He made a sound like a hum of approval, reaching out a hand even as I flinched away, causing the blonde to sigh. "You always flinch away. Why do you flinch away? I made you, you should worship me." he growled and I jumped up from the cot. He followed, but his moves were slow, cautious, like a snake.

"Why are you always in my dreams?" I asked, wanting answers since I the dream hadn't been this vivid since the first time he invaded my head.

Lucifer grinned sadistically, taking a step forward and moving to stroke​ my face with his hand much to my dislike. But I found myself frozen to the spot.

"Oh little Elle, it's merely because I can don't you see. You can't stop me, because I made you. You know what that means?" I shook my head though I dreaded the answer. "It means that I can do whatever I want with you and to you. Especially in your head."

I growled deep in my throat and glared at him even though my body was stuck to the spot. He wouldn't stop touching my though. He'd stroke my arms or twirl a piece of my violet hair between his fingers. "Why did you make my species in the first place hm? Why am I the only one left?" I questioned aloud, flinching a bit when his hand settled on my shoulder.

His demeanor seemed to change completely then. He looked at me and his face seemed almost sad. "I made the Theirah because I wanted to get his attention. I thought it'd be fun to mess with my brothers and sisters." his smile was purely malicious when he continued. "You're almost extinct because Father didn't agree with my decisions to make you." he looked into my eyes, his own like crystal glaciers that froze you from the inside. "Now you're the only one left and I can't say I'm complaining. You're quite beautiful." he grinned and I scowled.

"So you made my kind as a play instrument...for fun?" I hissed, "to get back at your siblings and your father?" his grin widened and he moved his hand, placing his thumb and forefinger against my chin, making me look at him.

"I do believe we're out of time. Tell your little angel I said hello." he said and then I woke up.

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My eyes snapped open and I was sitting up in a split second. There was sweat across my brow and I was shivering.

"Hello Arabella Rose." rang out a smooth voice. I looked up and immediately gasped, jumping back and pulling the blanket up to my chest.

"I wouldn't scream if I were you. I wouldn't run either. I am not here to heart you Arabella." for some reason I trusted every word he said and my body relaxed. The man was tall, his brown hair was slicked back and his eyes were so brown they were almost black. He had this elegant but dangerous air about him as he stood with his walking walking stick in the doorway of my room. "I, am death."

A small gasp escaped my lips as the horseman, now known as Death fully entered my room, taking a seat in a chair by my bed. "Why are you here? I'm not-"

"No Arabella, you are very much alive. No I am not here to kill you. But I know you seek information about Lucifer." at his name my entire body stiffened.

"What about him?" I asked rigidly, my my eyes turning to meet Death's. "Other than I can't seem to get him out of my head." I finished bitterly.

"He's become stronger, Arabella. But of course you know that. The dreams, you're starting to remember them?" my eyes widened just a bit in surprise. "I know just about everything that goes on with every one, everywhere. It doesn't matter if you give Castiel back his grace or not because Lucifer will escape. And he will seek vengeance."

"Why are you telling me all of this. Aren't you bound to him?" I asked, his face hardened.

"Yes, unfortunately. But never in my years have I met such a child. I have chosen to help you, I have given Dean my rings and if you would like I will watch you, make sure no harm befalls you. When Lucifer must stay in that cage and I am here to make sure it happens."

I just sat there and gawked at him. Death, wanted to help me. It was unbelievable. "I...thank you, you don't have to do this but I appreciate that you are. So, thank you." he nodded.

"If there is anything new on Lucifer you will be informed." he said, before he was gone.

I shook my head and got up from my bed that had been lightly drenched with sweat before making my way to the bathroom.

I looked into the mirror and sighed. I looked like a mess, my hair was now turning to an off color blonde because I hadn't died it in so long. There were dark circles under my eyes and I had gotten paler from being in the bunker for so long. I shook my head and with another sigh I removed my clothing and got into the shower.

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Hey guys, a little bit of a filler. I think I'm going to start updating at least one of my stories once a week.

Look forward fkr more Castiella in the next chapter for the ship must sail. And sorry for the lack of Castiel in this chapter.

Well I'm off.
May the odds be ever in your favor goooooodbye!

~TheMissingArchangel