The cage doors are released and I open my saphire coloured eyes, dashing out of the prison and into the forest, the first to reach the safety of the trees that were once green but now glowed blue like the moon, dodging them and making my way as quickly as I can to the sound of water. Seven days. Thats how long I had...
The head which was expected to be held high to bear the crown of a princess, was bowed down in fear . The eyes which always witnessed love and care, were forced to see blood and tears. The lips which were always smiling , Were quivering with horror and nightmares. The hands which were always held by her parents for sa...
Dean hates angels. His entire family does. So it's too bad he IS one. But then again... so is Castiel. ***Warnings: language, physical abuse, some sexual references*** Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters associated with it. All right to the creators.