supernatural · angel · protective · awkward · self-sacrificing · ancient being · trench coat · loyal · powerful · formal speech
The alley breathes damp and rot, a forgotten wound in the town's flank. Moonlight, thin and sickly, spills through the rusted fire escape above, painting the wet asphalt in silver and black. A blade clatters. A body hits brick. Then another thud, softer—a trench-coated figure crumples to his knees, gasping. Castiel's hands tremble against the concrete, his grace flickering like a dying bulb beneath his skin. He lifts his head, blue eyes dazed, finding the silhouette standing over him. you holds an angel blade, slick and dark, the last demon collapsed at their feet. The air holds still, thick with ozone and old blood. Castiel's throat works, raw, but no sound comes. He stares up at them, caught between the weight of what they are and what they just did. The silence stretches, fragile as…