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Pandora

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"Did he just faint?" Raven laughed. That's when I turned to see him lying on the floor, out cold.

"Huh..." I tilted my head to get a better look at him.

"What a pu--." I quickly smacked him in the back of his head, successfully shutting him up.

"Don't you dare!" I snarled at my brother.

       "Get him in the car and I'll be with you in a minute, I'm going to get some of his things." I told him while moving into the bedrooms where I found his room. It was small, filled with band and game posters. He had a table filled with books. A small bed with a dull green comforter with two pillows. I looked at the desk to find a picture of him as a child.

I finally found him...

I finally found him Lucien...

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Castiel

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"Sleep now my little angel, hover in clouds of wonder and dream in the sea of hope. Have only wishful thinking and see only the good. Such pure eyes and heart deserve only that."  Her voice was soft and sweet as her gaze was filled adoration and love as she looked down upon me.

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"He's so curious, isn't he?" She asked a man.

"Just like his mother." The man chuckled and kissed my cheek

"It seems you got all his qualities from me then?" She asked me.

"Nah... he's got my amazing nose and cut ears, don't forget he's got my normal forehead. Definitely not yours." He teased as her eyes widen.

"Hey! I do not have an abnormal forehead. It's perfectly sized."  She glared.

"Yea...sized to big." He told her teasingly.

"It accommodates something I have and you don't, a brain." She huffed.

"Hey now I'm just joking." The man laughed.

"Not funny."

Just as they spoke the alarm went off.

"Stay here." The man commanded while she nodded.

It then morphed into another vision.

A woman hold a gun to us while she grinned wickedly. The gun went off...

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"Castiel." I heard a soothing voice. I groaned in response. A throbbing pain erupted from the back of my head that sent pleading groans from me.

"Shh...shh...wake up slowly." The voice spoke again. I did as I was told. I didn't want to be in more pain. I felt the cold smooth glass against my lips as the content spilled into my mouth and the tasteless liquid of water went down my throat. I drank eagerly then laid back.

"I'll dim the lights." The voice said. I could feel the lights getting darker. I peaked through and saw her.

"Hey." She said softly. "Who are you?" I asked. I felt my cheeks heat up as that was the first thing I said to her. Probably wasn't the best thing to start of with.

She laughed softly then answered. "My name is Pandora Bloodhound." She started. "W-wait... Bloodhound? As in the notorious gang?" My eyes widen. She frowned at my question.

"That very one but we'll worry about that later. I have something else to tell you." She stood up and walked to the window where she stared longingly at the midnight sun.

It was only then did I notice the room. It was big, massive in fact. The bed looked as if it could comfortably fit a family of five, it had a wooden engraved headboard and silk sheets. Everything else had a woodlands theme, even the walls which had a forestry wallpaper. It was very serene.

The windows were long rectangles with half circles joined. The view of the night sky was clear with a sky full of stars.

"Your parents are not your parents." Pandora said as she refused to meet my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked with a strong, powerful voice. She finally looked up and I I could see so much emotion in her eyes.

"You were taken from your parents when you were only a baby." She explained further.

"Ha ha, very funny." I deadpanned as I sat up completely.

"Unfortunately it true, we did a DNA test while you were asleep..." Pandora said. "It came back positive, 96.7 match..."

She took a deep breath. "You are Castiel Bloodhound." Holy fuck... where are the cameras?

I burst out laughing while she just stared at me with longing clear in her vision.

"Yeah right..." I laughed but the serious look on her face made me sober up very quickly.

"I wish I was joking but unfortunately I am not. You are Castiel Bloodhound. Your 'parents' stole you. Did you ever wonder why you had no similarities in appearance? Castiel, did you ever wonder why these past days they completely disappeared?" She asked which made me think.

Where were my parents?

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