My Bleeding Love

Castiel is so Done

Castiel's eyes hurt in the bright room, making it hard for him to help his nest hunt, not that he ever gets to kill anyone. Lucifer does that. His nest has a system for hunting, Gabriel and Michael search the area for a large family, Lucifer and Raphael kill, and Castiel cleans up after everybody. He feeds off of the leftovers from his kin because he doesn't have the time to eat while he's cleaning. It pisses him off.

A woman screams. "Don't hurt my Jack! Please!" She screams again, stopping suddenly.

Almost immediately afterwards, two boys scream. "Mommy! Help!" The first one yells. The other simply cries. 

The house goes silent and Lucifer and Raphael walk into the brightly lit living room, covered in blood.

"Brothers, eat. Castiel, clean." Raphael's voice booms.

Castiel is tired of being the runt. He goes and pretends to clean, however, he can't find any motivation anymore.

Castiel goes outside and walks to his nest. He thinks about his 22 years as a human. That was so long ago.

Castiel had been born on July 16, 1945. He should be 72, but instead, he remains 22.

Castiel is gay; that made it so hard for him to be alive, vampire or not, in his time.  Gay people were highly discriminated against, but that didn't stop Castiel from being in love with someone who ended up dead. His name had been Balthazar.

Life had been amazing for Castiel, besides the gay hatred, before he had been turned. He had just started studying to be a doctor. He had a best friend,  Anna, and although he hadn't much money, he never went hungry.

Now it's running and killing.

Castiel runs inside, immediately pouncing onto his favourite brother, Gabriel.

"Gabe! Where are they? I'm hungry!" Castiel yells, hugging Gabe tightly.

"My room. I saved you a whole boy. You're skinny as a rail." Gabe says.

Castiel lets go. "Food almost makes this life worth living. I'm so tired of it all. I am 72, I should look it. I have no mate, I help hurt people and I can't stand the light. This is no life to live." Castiel starts walking to Gabe's room, crying. "I'm kicked around so much!" 

"It will be okay, Castiel. I promise. You will find a mate. You'll get a good nest, any man would be lucky to have you. Get a guy who'll hunt with you, not for you. And trust me, you'll find him. It. Will. Be. Okay." Gabriel comforts as Castiel rips the little boys throat out.

"Thanks." Castiel says and begins drinking, his first meal in days. "Mm. AB. You scored me gold." He continues drinking.

"AB?? Man get me in on this!" Gabe whispers and joins in on the other side of the boys throat. "Oh my god!"

"Fuck, I know!"

"So good." Gabriel laughs.

A rapping comes from the door.

"Fuck. Hide the boy. Fast." Gabriel hisses, going to the door. He opens it, finding Lucifer leaning on the doorframe.

"Hello, Gabriel." Lucifer smirks and looks over to Castiel. "Cassie, why do you smell like OUR food. AB is nothing for a runt to have his hands on." He looks back to Gabe. "Is this your fault? Do you want to be punished? There is one simple rule here. NO HELPING THE RUNT!" He grabs Gabriel and stabs a needle into his throat. Gabriel hisses and falls to the floor.

"Dead man's blood? Really, Asshat?" Gabriel screams, struggling to get up.

Castiel grabs a machete from under his bed. "Lucifer! Stop! I'm tired of this!" He runs up to Lucifer and decapitates him. His nest used to consist of ten vamps. Him, Gabriel, Lucifer, Sammandriel, Michael,  Raphael, Hester, Zachariah, Gadreel and Metatron. Since then, six have been eliminated, most because they were dicks. Sammandriel, however, ran into a Hunter in Chicago. It was one of the worst days for Castiel.

"Castiel, what the hell?!" It's Michael. "We were already so few!" 

"He. Hurt. Gabe." Castiel starts crying.

"That is no reason-"

"Shut up! Gabe is the only one who doesn't hurt me!"

"Castiel. You are a runt. I don't know why Zach turned you but you weren't worth it. I'll be out turning people tonight. You will be punished severely."

"Don't put anyone else into this shitty life!" Castiel cries.

"No, Castiel. The maggot should not stand up to the eagle." Raphael walks over.

"Raphael!" Gabe yells, almost to his feet. "Castiel is the best of us!"

"He's a runt. Lights out little piggy." Raphael knocks Castiel out.