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Mariel pov:

Heavily breathing on the ground. To weak to move, to weak to fight back. My brothers have truly beaten me but I like to believe I did my part as they were also breathing heavily slashes and cuts all over them, but, it seemed that they were much stronger than I was. One move and they probably wouldn't have to kill me. I bowed my head in shame, if I couldn't defend myself against my own brothers,... Then how would I have been able to serve as a strong warrior for God. My brothers started to walk towards me as I searched for my silver blade. I lazily turn my head, my silver blade to far away from me to reach but nevertheless I tried to get to it......but it was to late. My brother kicked it farther away from me making it slide smoothly against the ground into the shadows of the night. Out of sight, out of reach my brothers knew i was over,...... I knew it to. To much blood has been spilt and one must go. On my hands and knees I looked up at my brothers as they stood before me
, I closed my eyes and waited for the time to come, the time to vanish and never return to this "hopeless" place.
My eyes closed,  my body relaxed as I waited for the pain to come, but... it never did,  as my brothers started yelling.  Not of anger but..... Of pain,  I opened my eyes only to shield them close from a bright white light that would have made an average human being blind. 2 seconds past and the yelling was no more,  I opened my eyes to find my other brothers gone and another one of my other  brothers standing before me. He held his hand out for me to take,... I refused.  I didn't want to be saved.

"Why brother, why?"
"because,  it's the right thing to do. If I didn't save you, there would be no one else to help me help our brothers and sisters from sin."

My brother spoke so calmly. I looked at him. How can I save someone else from sin when I can't save myself I thought. My brother kneeled down on the ground and placed his hand to my forehead as a bright light surrounded us both...... then..... It stopped.......he healed me. I looked at my dear brother who thought I was worth the chance.

"What is your name?" I asked my beloved brother as he pulled me off the ground.

"My name is,  castiel" He gave me sincere smile. And with that..........

Our journey together began.

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