Dark Angel (DISCONTINUED) ((BEING REWRITTEN))

Orders

"So, you have your orders. Find Castiel, and kill him." My heart wrenched for my brother. I was going to kill him. I didn't want to, but, orders are orders. I collected my angel blade and stowed it in my hoodie pocket. I arrived at a place called "Singer Salvage Yard".

I checked my surroundings, finding nothing but old cars. I approached the house. Upon knocking on the door, I could sense the faint remains of angel grace. An angel had definitely been here recently.

A man answered the door. He looked to be in his late 50's. He was wearing a blue cap. Underneath his cap was brown hair, which was graying, as was his beard.
"Can I help you?"

"Yes. Can you tell me where I might find Castiel, whom is possessing a male vessel known as Jimmy Novak?" Dammit. You could have been more discreet. My mind says. The man reached his hands behind his back. He whipped out a gun. 

"Leave now." I tilted my head. 

"I'm afraid I can't do that." He turned the safety off.

"I'll warn you one more time. Leave before I shoot." Then, voices sounded from inside.

"Bobby? Who's at the door?" Then, two men appeared behind the man known as 'Bobby'. One was really tall, with brown neck length hair and hazel eyes. The other was shorter with green eyes and short dirty blonde hair.

"Some girl who wants to know where your angel is." The shortest of the two began glaring daggers at me.

"Why do you want Cas?" He asked, holding a silver blade in his hand.

"That is confidential." My eyes turned cold, from polite to hostile.

"Well, so is Cas' location." I sighed. I put my hands in my pockets, clenching my blade.

"I didn't want to have to do this." Before I fully withdrew my blade, the man called 'Bobby' shot my arm. My arm started burning.

"OW! What are those bullets made from?"

"Recycled angel blades." The burning sensation worsened. I yelled in pain. 

"Being shot in the arm won't kill you, but the next shot will be through the head unless you walk away." He said as if he hadn't just shot me with a lethal weapon.   

"I'm afraid I can't do that. I have a mission to complete." I growled in response. I took out my angel blade. All three men's faces lit up in realization.

"You're not going to kill Cas. We won't let you." The short one shouted. Before I could make a move, my legs gave out from beneath me. I dropped my angel blade, and it bounced away from me towards the tallest man. He picked it up. 

"Damn," I grunted in pain. My arm kept burning, every second it got worse. The tall guy turned to the shorter one. 

"Dean, I don't think she's much of a threat without this. We should take her in, but keep her in the panic room and place angel warding sigils on the door to keep her from escaping. That way, we can find out what her mission is." The short man called 'Dean' thought about it for a minute.

"Alright, Sam. As long as you're sure she can't hurt us or Cas."

"I'm sure." 'Sam' replied. Great. And I can't escape because of the bullet. Suddenly, someone very strong wrapped a thick rope around my body and arms so I couldn't move. A gruff, quiet voice spoke into my ear.

"Hello, Shadow."