01| Swallowed by the darkness

I rewrote the first chapter so make sure you read that first..or don't .. I'm not gonna tell you what to do, that be your jam, you be you fam.

"Everything was dark, but it was bliss."

My eyes flashed to my surroundings, but there was nothing.. This couldn't be, there has to be something, a sign.. Something but as I would soon realize, there was nothing, nothing I could see or feel.

My hands shot down, to push me up. There has to be a floor right, I am sitting, so logic would establish there had to be floor, and if there was a floor, there was hope. My hands slithered into the darkness, feeling nothing, it was as if the air grew more dense but I could feel nothing solid and that made me apprehensive to say the least.

Nonetheless, I tried to stand, using the only other way I know how. My wings flapped a few times but it seemed they wouldn't grab hold of the air around them to lift me but that was due to the fact there was no air, only nothing.

I flopped over, desperate for some solidity. On my hands and knees, afraid to move, afraid to be swallowed by the blackness.

After what seemed like an eternity, I cautiously began to search for a standing position which seemed to be going well due to the fact that I had yet to be swallowed by the darkness I found surrounding my feet.

"Hello?" I called, like some horror movie victim that was about to get slaughtered. I knew in my heart that it was trivial, the mere fact that I could only see black was my first clue. My words seemed to get swallowed in the void as well, no echo. Just me and the darkness, forever it would seem.

My legs started to walk, not entirely by themselves. They wobbled at the insecurity the vast below my feet provided, after a while they grew accustomed to the new gravity like substance and I could walk without falling over but what was the use.. I was walking to nowhere, there was nothing and within this darkness, I could be going in circles for all I know, on a cosmic treadmill that left everything to the imagination. I felt weak, tired even which was odd to my being, perhaps I should rest a bit I thought..

That was, until the moment. The moment where I was elated at the familiarity even when I couldn't feel the being I thought to be within.

"Castiel." I smiled and embraced him, a human ritual I had grew to enjoy.

His body stood stiff, not a movement unlike Castiel, which even when he did not hug back, his movements were unsure but never statue like.

"No no no, I'm afraid you have it wrong." The voice came, a foreign feeling running over my skin. He didn't sound like Castiel.. The voice, unlike anything I'd ever heard. My body tensed as I stood back.

A smile Sat on his face which wasn't like Castiel's, I couldn't place whether it was a smile that splayed disgust, annoyance or because he gained something new to play with perhaps.

"Who are you?" I asked, trying to keep my voice even as the warrior angel in me kicked in.

"Oh, I'm just your friendly neighborhood cosmic entity." He responded, a grin appeared on his lips.

My eyes narrowed, what could he possibly mean by that. I couldn't feel what he was, I couldn't feel anything.. It just felt.. Empty, like a void was stored where I used to pick up what powers surrounded me.

"Why do you look like Castiel?"

"Oh, yes. The angel of the Lord." He spoke, he seemed annoyed at the question as he closed the trenchcoat a bit. "I came in which would have you least on edge or perhaps you'd prefer this" he motioned with his hand and he changed to the splitting image of Lucifer. "Or this." He motioned again and turned into Sam Winchester. "Or." He motioned and again changed to Hannah, Balthazar, Zelot.

"Stop." I choked out, surprising myself at my own voice.

In an instant he changed back to Castiel, he wore the same smile he had since we spoke but seemed pleased with himself.

"if I were to appear in my real form, you'd freak out, rip out your own eyes.. And well, that would be embarrassing.. For both of us." He stated as it was a matter of fact, which seemed unlikely. I used to be an angel of the Lord, a warrior. I bet I've seen enough not to get scared by.. This guy.

I took a step back, subconsciously wanting to get some distance between us. "Okay.. Where am I?" I asked, apprehensive to the answer. Please don't be the end.

"This.." He motioned to the void around us. A grin grew on his lips, and I swear if I hadn't known better I would've said he looked proud at this very moment. "Welcome to the empty."

Dun dun dunnnnn.
Anyway, what do you think, what will happen.

*moves a piece of candy slowly over the table to you*

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