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It all began with a touch

Castiel. You among your brothers and sisters have been chosen to raise the righteous man. This is of the utmost importance, do not fail me.

I will not fail father. I fly into the pit with my brethren, knowing some of them will not make it. I have been sent to save Dean Winchester from hell, hopefully to prevent the beginning of the end. As we fight our way though the gates, the reality of hell makes me reel with how vile, corrupted, evil it feels. I must find the righteous man. Whatever it takes

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Time has passed full of blood, and screaming. Endless screaming from these poor souls. I have almost given up hope, how could I ever find him? Suddenly I see a souls unlike the others, not black to the core but pure white still within, it looks broken, crushed by what it has done. I know this is Dean Winchester, I know he has broken the first seal, but I do not care.

I grab him by his "shoulder" (it is a souls it doesn't really have a shoulder) and it stares at me with such a grateful look that... I feel. I'm terrified of emotion, all my existence I have never truly felt before, but this feels... Good.

We soar out of heaven and I place his souls into a coffin in Illinois, his body is beautiful as I rebuild him, body and soul. His eyes so green, and his face so beautiful.

I've never felt before, but I know that as soon as I touched him I was lost. But I do not want to be found.