Origin of all that is good.

3. Weak

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Ammy's POW

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He was gone, he didn't give her any more instructions about what he wanted her to do other then save his pup. He did not have to tell her where Castiel was, she knew it already. She was in no hurry. He could wait a few more seconds. She reached down towards her cup and took another sip of tea. The sun was alredy up a long way on the sky, why did he always bother her at her favoruite time of the day? The sunrise was majestic. The way it shattered the darkness that the night brought was breathtaking.

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Castiels POW

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" Adonael, im impressed. "

Castiel had not noticed that two angels had joined untill they spoke. Where did they came from? How long had they been standing there? A few seconds passed but it felt like hours. He really tried to pull himself together but it was hard when every part of his body suddenly decided that didn't want to obey him at all. He winced. He pushed himself up a bit more and managed to get himself up to a standing position. It felt like the whole world was spinning but he managed to blink the nausea away.

Apparently the angels disliked his action, Adonael turnet around, against him. His amused expression was long gone and he grunted something that sounded like an insult. Without a warning he hitted Castiel on the jaw with accuracy. Somehow Castiel managed to stay on his feet but for a few seconds his sight went black. He could feel that the blood oozed down his jaw, he could also feel a sudden sting of something else. He shook the feelings away. Castiel got his angel blade out easily and he made a well oriented move with the blade towards Adonael, at least that was what he tought. The move turned out to be pretty bad and unsteady. Adonael avoided his attack smoothly and drew his blade with a big smile on his face.

" Don't kill him..... yet " one of the other angels warned.

He nodded and his smile got smaller but he still had an amused gaze flowing over his face. Castiel didn't feel any fear. Even tough it was possible that he was going to die tonight. He had his angel blade in a tight grip, it was his very last chance to freedom. With a blazing move Adonael rushed against him. Castiel predicted his move and quickly avoided. And a few seconds after that everything went black. One of the other angels had struck him in the head. The last thing he was able to comprehend was how his angel blade fell out of his hand and landed on the ground with a silent thud.

Everything was black. He felt fine, but for some reason all he could see was darkness. Did different shades of black exist? No, but right now he wasnt sure. Even tough he couldn't see anything everything moved. He couldn't hear anything but there was clearly sound around him. He was shocked by a sudden pain that started to spread in his body. It was like a shockwave. If he could he would have screamed. It was like a barrier inside of him suddenly burst. Feelings blended with pain rushed trough him. Together they created power enough. He opened his eyes.