Ella's p.o.v
"Gabe huh...well...Gabe, what are you doing here?" I crossed my arms and looked at the man who was only around two inches taller than I.
"Well, to see you of course Cupcake, duh." He scoffed and took a bite of his chocolate bar, acting like it was the most obvious thing in the world and that I should have known it all along.
"W-why did you want to see me?" I asked him and get this, he smiled at me, God he was strange...
"Uh, you're the last of your kind, you know, the grace eaters, holy screamers...the Teirah...ring a bell? I mean, I can see in your eyes that you already sucked the grace out of my baby bro huh?" He laughed lightly and hopped up onto the top of the counter.
"Uh, I know literally nothing about my kind. But yes...I have your 'baby bro's' grace in my body..." I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly before looking up at Gabe. He chewed his chocolate with a grin.
"Awe, look at how darn innocent you are! Aren't ya kiddo?" He said, talking through the chocolate. Jeez, he reminded me of a really big 5 year old..."So uh, I'm guessing that you're an angel as well huh? I mean, you called Castiel your little brother right?" I asked as my curiosity got the best of me and I leaned against the wall of the kitchen by the door, still untrusting of the little man currently residing on the counter.
Gabe swallowed and cleared his throat. "No, I kiddo, am what's called an Archangel. One of the originals. You've probably heard of me." He smoothed his hair and puffed out his chest with a semi-sinister smile and while all of that was happening he still managed to finish his damn chocolate.
"One of the original, like...Lucifer, Raphael, Michael, and..." Then as if cold water had soaked me entirely it hit me. Gabriel. A little bit after I was let out of that chair of the Winchester's grimy basement, Sam was talking about angels that he had met, starting with Gabriel and how he had ran away and acted like a species called a Trickster until Lucifer broke out of hell and...
Gabe's smile widened as if he knew exactly what I was thinking.
"You're dead." I looked up at him and realized how dumb that sounded. "After the guys let me go Sam told me that Lucifer stabbed you with an archangel blade..."
He cut me off with his laugh like cackle. "First off, stop...Awe Sammy misses me! And second, Luci may have taught me a few things when we were younger, but I'm not stupid. I learned a few things of my own, and I'm not going to stoop as low as getting ganked by my bag of dicks older brother kay? So get your stuff straight Sweetheart." He huffed and crossed his arms over his chest like a child and I couldn't help but giggle. "What?" He looked over with a frown.
"I'm sorry, that was just one of the most adorable things I've ever seen. It was just like a kid would do. I couldn't help myself." I smiled over at him and he returned it.
"Okay listen, the real reason I came here is because I want you to come with me, I'm gonna tell you about your kind. If you come willingly, then great...but if not...I'm gonna resort to taking you by force. I don't wanna do that but I mean, I will...so like...just say yes and get it over with." His face was serious when he looked at me that time.
"But..the guys don't want me leaving because Dean said that people will try to come after me and try to use me...or kill me." I chew my lip as my fear spikes. I look up at Gabriel with wide eyes.
"Wrong answer." He crossed the room in a second and took hold of my arm. The room seemed to melt away, leaving us in a dim lit, kind of grimy, hotel room. "See, now was that so hard?" Gabriel let go of me and went to sit on a slightly worn, and very stained, sofa."Don't attempt to leave, it won't work. I can promise that."
He looked at the nails on his left hand before sparring a glance to me.
Castiel's p.o.v
Dean knocked on the door or Ariana Mace's house. The Winchester brothers were wearing their 'FBI' suits and Castiel remained in his own trench coat and black suit.
About a minute later, a petite woman in her late 20's opened the door a crack. "Hello, I'm detective Myers, and these are my partners, detectives Grassi, and Hoying" all three or the guys showed their badges and gave the woman a small nod when Dean said their names. The men at the station said that Ariana had been released to her home that morning.
"Uh, come on in." She opened the door further and they all walked into the foyer of her house. "Go ahead and make yourself comfortable Detectives." She motioned to the couch with a light smile, before walking over herself. "Would you all like something to drink? Tea, coffee water?" All three men shook their heads.
"We're here to talk about your husband m'am"Sam said as he sat on the edge of the cushion he was sitting on. "Oh..." Her posture slumped and she let her head hang. "The police said that I was delusional due to shock, but I know what I saw." She put her head in her hands and began to sob.
Castiel felt a slight stir in the pit of his stomach. What was that? Anxiety? Fear? Castiel didn't feel emotions very often, and when he did he didn't usually know what they were, or how to deal with this one. The angel didn't know why the emotion of fear was so strong, he was in a stable situation, and yet he felt a fear so uncontrollable he felt the desire to cower.Then a thought that he wasn't sure was entirely his own beckoned. Ella.
'Could it be that I feel her emotions, that's impossible. And even if it were true, why would Ella be afraid?'
Different situations ran throughout Castiel's mind. The azure eyed angel cleared his throat and looked over at Dean and Sam. "Pardon, Detectives. I need to go and check on something, a very worrisome issue if you may. So if you'll excuse me." Cas stood as Dean and Sam eyed him curiously before nodding. Cas said his goodbyes and walked out the door and popped back into the bunker. It was eerily quiet and the stirring in Castiel's stomach didn't stop. "Ella!" Castiel shouted.
No awnser, Cas ran up to the room that the lavender haired girl resided in and quickly realized that she wasn't there, he searched the house for some kind of note, her phone wasn't there but her laptop was, he black converse were still in the corner with her camouflaged jacket.When he circled around the bunker he came up empty, the kitchen is where he stopped. And there, on the floor was a few things he hadn't noticed before. There were several candy bar wrappers on the floor. Ella is a clean person, even though she grabbed a good amount of clothes her room was still spotless.
Castiel picked one of the wrappers up and read the front. It said 'TWIX' in big bold letters across the front. Castiel searched his mind for someone who would eat this much candy. One person clicked but it seemed impossible. But even so, he had tricked them all before. He was called the Trickster.
"Gabriel" Castiel said out loud.
Ella's p.o.v
I scanned the room and chewed my lip. 'Okay, I'm alright...I've just been kidnapped by an Archangel, who acts like a 5 year old on crack, and on top of that, this guys is supposed to be dead!' I tried, and failed to make myself feel better. 'Good job Ella, the guys left you alone for a few hours and you went and got yourself kidnapped, for the second time this week!'
"Why don't you come sit down, make yourself comfy Cupcake?" He motioned toward the other end of the couch he was sitting on and I slowly, hesitantly walked over and sat down.
"Okay, I'm over here...now what?" My fingers twitched and I chewed my lip nervously."Come one kiddo, I'm not gonna hur'ch ya." Gabriel scooted closer. "So, do you know what you are? What you're kind is called?"
I shook my head. "No." I looked up at him.
"Well," he started, "you, ma dear are called a Teirah. As you already know a Teirah can absorb the grace of an angel. But normally through a kiss. But Cassie is just so damn innocent I honestly don't believe that something like that happened." He chuckled and I had to hang my head to cover my red cheeks.
"Metatron brought it to me..." I said, playing with one of the strings that had frayed off of one of the holes in my jeans.
"That dirty little butt monkey!" Gabriel shook his head and I chuckled. "He is such a no good suck up, but that is beside the point. Your race was actually made by my big bro Luce himself. He created the Teirah to take out the Angels because he was all jelly belly that Daddy wanted more babies and Lucifer didn't matter anymore. But that was before Dad and Michael put him into his little hole." Gabe chuckled and began again. "Dad decided to wipe your kind out because...ya know... An angel without his or her grace...dies." He ended softly.
"Castiel told me that he was dying. I just feel so bad. If iI would had known, Metatron didn't tell me he would die! I don't want Cas to die." I closed my eyes and sighed softly, I felt almost like I would cry. My head hung lower and the next thing I knew, Gabriel was at my side, he gently lifted my head and I could only see the different swirls of light browns and greens.
"Don't be bummed kiddo, just listen to the rest of my story." He said softly, the right corner of his lip quirked up a bit before he kissed my head and leaned back. "When you guys are fueled up with grace you have pretty amazing abilities. If you have noticed, you have a connection with Castiel, you almost feel protective of him. The grace taps into that ability. Castiel cam feel your emotions if they're strong enough. If you're provoked your scream or wail will protect you and the grace resonating within you." Gabe looked down at my arm.
"It was an angel blade. When Dean was trying to get information." I chewed my lip and looked down at the still pinkish scar that the Winchester had left less than a week ago.
The angel laughed. "Isn't he sexy when he gets all dominant?" I cocked an eyebrow at him before just shaking my head.
"Not the point, Gabriel." I rolled my eyes at him. He chuckled and ran a finger over my scar.
"You screamed right?" he kept looking over the mark on my arm.
"Well, yea I had a large gash in my arm." I scoffed.
"if you scream loud enough, you can smite a demon." He smirked when realization struck my face and my mouth fell open wide.
"Smite..a demon...like kill them, forever..." Again, my phrasing made me seem like I needed to go back to first grade.
"Well, yeah, duh..what do you think it means when you smite a demon kid." Gabriel snapped his fingers and a bag of gummy bears appeared in his hand. "Oh, and one last thing, to give the Angel mojo back, give it the way you got it." He smiled sinisterly at me before popping a gummy into his mouth.
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Wahh, what?!?!
Didn't expect that did ya? Well maybe you did but like...shh.I was kinda iffy because I didn't know how well I pulled Gabriel off so, comments?
I am going to get working on the next chapter probably like next weekend or something. If I do nothing for two days I'm pretty sure I can make it work.
Well, that's all I have for you, may the odds be ever in your favor! Goooooooooodbyyye!!!!
-TheMissingArchangel