Hell

“What do you want, angel?” The voice was rough and dark.
The angel continued his way through the darkness, not once looking at the red eyes which seemed to follow him.
“I am here for…” He began, his voice loud and steady. He wasn’t afraid, not of the darkness, not of the demons…
He had an order.
“Dean Winchester.”
Silence.
The whispering voices had stopped in awe.
A laughter was heard, dark and without any humor.
“Dean Winchester you say….”

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maaaah it didn’t turn out how I wanted it to and damn it cas doesn’t look like cas (anymore, after editing the whole thing and wtf my hand damn pencil)

I've uploaded it to tumblr a few days ago and wasn't sure if I should upload it here, but as you can see I decided to upload it