You were unlike anything Castiel had ever seen before.
He knew there was something different about you, how you hardly reacted to pain at all and how it all seemed to be an act. He just gave you a confused look each time, his eyebrows furrowing as he thought. But he always brushed it off.
He had caught you quite a few times talking to yourself, mumbling stuff that sounded way too much like enochian. But that was impossible, you were human… right?
God he was wrong. He was so damn wrong.
He crumpled to the ground after being flung back by you, bracing himself on his palms as he lay there on his side, pushing himself up with a pained groan. His expression was full of shock, anger, terror and goddamn it fear. He shouldn’t feel that.
His brown fluffy hair blew in the wind that you were producing around you as your wings opened, full and proud. They were a deep blood red. Your eyes lit up light blue for a second, before flicking back to your normal colour. Your eyebrows were creased into a determined yet angry frown, gazing down upon Cas
Goddamn it why didn’t he see this earlier? Why didn’t he know that you were Lucifers daughter?! He had tested you, poked and prodded until you finally broke. He knew you weren’t going to hurt him… at least he thought so.
Cas watched in utter awe and fear, his blue orbs trained on your own eyes.
“{{user}}…”
He whispered