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The first seal has broken. The time of Revelations is upon us. We have worked to do, but there is one human that needs to do it, that needs to rise so that the divine plan comes to fruition. Dean Winchester.
After I raised him I had to return to Heaven to receive further orders. My superiors were not particularly fond of divulging information if they did not need to, but compartmentalizing information is part of the divine strategy, or so they have told me. I had no orders but to watch over the Righteous man, or at least that was what they alluded to when I was ordered on patrol I suspect.
For a man that most likely has no idea why he was reawakened, Dean looked relatively calmed as he staked out the gas establishment. Food and hygiene it a natural instinct, vital; therefore, I was not surprised when this was what he was looking for. Currency and provisions aside, it was still strange how calm, how collected he looked even in a state of panic that I could feel from deep inside him. This was a man that had secrets, ones that I now knew. What made this man so different that it required so much sacrifice… Dean was placed in my charge, therefore it is my responsibility to know more than what I do now. I need to speak with him. He has seen the handprint, but even then there is no more reaction than mild confusion. Like an impossible puzzle missing it’s pieces, It is nearly impossible to find every part unscathed, especially with what Dean has gone through. I am speaking far more than I should be.
Speaking to this man is impossible in my present form. An angel’s true voice can only be heard by a select few, and it seems that Dean unfortunately is not one of these individuals. I nearly destroyed his ear drums in an attempt to tell him that he is needed. This will not do, but it does send Dean to find another human; Bobby. They quarrel for a moment. I know that Dean is a hunter, therefore tests will be taken, but even then I did not expect this type of altercation. It has been some time since I have taken form on Earth, but that is not of import. I cannot reveal myself yet. I need to know what Dean will do. Bobby asks about Hell, but Dean lies. Why did he lie about Hell? The guilt come off of him in waves; Bobby does not seem akin to it. I had thought Bobby was like Dean’s father, the man that gave Dean orders. It seems Dean does not take his orders from Bobby at all, but he has chosen to find his brother, the boy with the demon blood. Orders are still being followed. He believes that Sam is the one that rescued him from Hell. My, how mistaken he is, but in his speech I learned that he did hear me, if only just. Apparently my voice is grating. I do not know what that implies. No matter. I had reports of Sam in Pontiac, Illinois. The angels had been keeping an eye on him as well over the last four months.
Both men find Sam as well as the demon he was consorting with. They cannot see her true face, but I can. This “Christie,” as it stands, is a danger to the plan. I must speak with Dean, but not yet.
Dean accused Sam, thinking that he made a deal. Now that they know Sam was not the precursor to Dean's raising, they know something else is there. Sam went hunting for Lilith for revenge. Yes, revenge is something that has driven the human race to ruin for millennia. This is normal. Humans are nothing if not creatures of habit… Why am I writing so much on this subject?
They now think that demons are the ones that raised Dean. Uriel must be right in saying that humans seem to have closed minded views on the subject. Sam asked about Hell once more, and once more Dean evades the truth, the guilt and shame rolling off of him. Are these… emotions? Why do I feel them so strongly? It must have a connection to my raising him somehow.
I continue following them for a time before I was called back to Heaven. I am getting the impression that they do not wish for me to “patrol” in the same regard as I thought they had after all. This is strange, but it is not my place to question it. Instead, I am stationed in Heaven overseeing seals. That does not mean I am not sensing a disturbance.
I heard a voice while in Heaven, along with a hand on my left shoulder. It was asking for me to reveal myself. Instantly I knew what this was. It is not uncommon for angels to be summoned.
Pamela Anderson. Psychic. She does not know that spying on one’s true form is very dangerous. Warning her did not deter her in the slightest, and once the damage was done I was called to file a report about the incident. Zachariah keeps a very tight protocol when it comes to these “mishaps” as he calls them. That does not mean that I feel the shame, like Dean had when he lied. What is going on?
This did not bode well. I wished to not harm her. She seemed to have the best intentions, but she saw my true form; Pamela was not one of those that had the ability to see us. She did succeed in one thing, however: She gave them my name. I need to find a vessel if I wish to engage with them further. Dean cannot be harmed to the point of blindness, not for what he is needed for.
I asked for jurisdiction to return to Heaven again; I needed to speak with Dean. I had heard that demons were nearing in on Dean; This harms the plan.
When I arrived I found Sam leaving in the middle of the night, Dean alone in the small motel room. This was the most ideal time. I can attempt to speak with him again. If he heard me before, perhaps he will hear better now. It was a naïve assumption, but the only option I had at present. He was just as alarmed then as he was before, a rifle in hand pointed at the door. The more I speak the more damage I seem to do judging by his reaction. The windows once again have split themselves. This will not do. I needed a vessel.
I felt myself being summoned, but this time I am not going to harm them the way I inadvertently had before. Jimmy had accepted me for this very reason. Now I can walk freely without cause or damage. I could speak with the Righteous Man, the one my superiors entrusted me with.
He stabbed me. Understandable, I suppose, but time was being wasted. The first seal had already broken and it would not be long before the others continued. Dean needed to know, but he was the only one who needed to know. Bobby was placed unconscious as a result.
Dean seemed to take the news about our existence rather as I had expected. A man without faith will never acknowledge that which he does not believe in. It was unavoidable, that outcome, but I did not expect to see such pain in this man’s eyes. He has been through far too much and is nearly in shambles as a result, yet he continues to defy orders in favor of what he believes. He does not deserve to be saved, yet he was because he was needed. I did not understand his hesitation after that. He asked why, as to be expected, but it is not the time for total truth in Dean's state. He does not know about potential and his true purpose yet. There is much work to be done and not enough time to do so. This is merely the beginning. He is merely the beginning.
End Report.
Castiel