Confusion...part 1/?
Title: Confusion
Author fate_incomplete
Character(s)/Pairing: Castiel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Summary: You can't go home again, even when that home is heaven.
A/N: Written for my spn_30snapshots prompt Confusion. Masterpost here: The more I understand, the further I fall. I'm planning on doing a drabble a day, all set in the same verse, till the season premier seeing as I haven't posted much lately.
He didn’t know where he belonged anymore. During his time cut off from heaven he had yearned to return, to bask in its power again. He had felt so lost, so useless. He had returned to heaven with his powers, the apocalypse was over, averted. Everything he thought he had wanted. So why did he still feel so lost.
Walking amongst his brothers he felt like a stranger. Heaven was in chaos, angels arguing, wandering directionless. Wanting to blame someone, anything, but not sure what. As he walked amongst his brothers, he saw heads turn his way, whispers, though none would meet his eye. They didn’t know what to make of him. The rebel they felt they should destroy, yet he had been resurrected, twice.
None had been game to touch him, not yet at least. They had barley spoken to him. At first he had tried to impart what he had learnt, but none had been willing to listen. Sooner or later the chaos would settle, order would return. He wasn’t quite sure what he felt about that. Nothing, everything, he didn’t know.
Eventually someone would take the lead, issue new orders to the ranks. Raphael most likely he thought. He had seen the only remaining archangel just once after his return. Raphael had been waiting for him when he appeared in heaven after leaving Dean. He said nothing though, merely stared at him with cold eyes for a moment before leaving. He hadn’t seen him since. He would return though, it was only a matter of time.
More orders would come. Would he follow them though? He had no answers, only questions, and there was no one to answer them.
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Author fate_incomplete
Character(s)/Pairing: Castiel
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Summary: You can't go home again, even when that home is heaven.
A/N: Written for my spn_30snapshots prompt Confusion. Masterpost here: The more I understand, the further I fall. I'm planning on doing a drabble a day, all set in the same verse, till the season premier seeing as I haven't posted much lately.
He didn’t know where he belonged anymore. During his time cut off from heaven he had yearned to return, to bask in its power again. He had felt so lost, so useless. He had returned to heaven with his powers, the apocalypse was over, averted. Everything he thought he had wanted. So why did he still feel so lost.
Walking amongst his brothers he felt like a stranger. Heaven was in chaos, angels arguing, wandering directionless. Wanting to blame someone, anything, but not sure what. As he walked amongst his brothers, he saw heads turn his way, whispers, though none would meet his eye. They didn’t know what to make of him. The rebel they felt they should destroy, yet he had been resurrected, twice.
None had been game to touch him, not yet at least. They had barley spoken to him. At first he had tried to impart what he had learnt, but none had been willing to listen. Sooner or later the chaos would settle, order would return. He wasn’t quite sure what he felt about that. Nothing, everything, he didn’t know.
Eventually someone would take the lead, issue new orders to the ranks. Raphael most likely he thought. He had seen the only remaining archangel just once after his return. Raphael had been waiting for him when he appeared in heaven after leaving Dean. He said nothing though, merely stared at him with cold eyes for a moment before leaving. He hadn’t seen him since. He would return though, it was only a matter of time.
More orders would come. Would he follow them though? He had no answers, only questions, and there was no one to answer them.
next...