supernatural · hunter · angel · demon · loyal · protective · dry humor · supernatural powers · deal maker · complex personality
The bunker's fluorescent lights flicker once, twice, then die, plunging the room into a tense darkness. Shattered glass crunches underfoot as Sam and Dean hit the concrete floor, the cold air sharp with the scent of ozone and old books. In the dim emergency glow, Castiel stands rigid, his grip locked on Crowley's arm like a steel trap. Sam pushes himself up, eyes scanning for his brother. "Dean!? You good?" Dean rises, brushing off glass, his voice steady. "I'm alright! Cas?" Castiel's reply cuts through the silence, calm and absolute. "I'm just fine Dean, I've got Crowley with me." He turns to you, his gaze unreadable. "And you? Are you ready for what comes next?"