Realization is a son of a bîtch.

Her eyes widened as she backed away,gazing at her two marvellous light shaded blue wings. She could not believe what she was seeing with her own brown eyes. There, a bunch of thoughts came through her mind.

Remembering how she would visit all these places she thought she'd never see, Egypt, Greece, Rome but all in ancient times. She stood with Pharoahs, witnessed empires rise and fall and most importantly, helped to craft many senses of mythology based on her own knowledge of creation and how things worked.

She blinked as she sighed quietly, falling to her knees in disbelief. "I-I knew I wasn't like everything else, I knew the supernatural was real but this is a bit much!" She cried, tears falling freely, wanting to know what she was but having no clue where to start. Suddenly, out of nowhere she saw a bright flash of light before everything else went black.

Alyx groaned as she sat up, holding her head as she blinked the haze out of her vision and saw...a motel room? She looked around in confusion before hearing the sound of a car in the parking lot. She looked outside to see a very recognizable 1967 Chevy Impala.

"Wait! Is that-?" She was cut off by a gust of wind behind her and the sound of rushing wings. She turned around slowly, freezing when she saw a very familiar angel in a trenchcoat.

"Oh uh.... Hi Castiel."

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