Chapter 48 48: Castiel

His body was cold. I didn't understand, I didn't want to understand. As I saw myself hugging his equally small cold figure, a rush of energy cursed through my veins. A memory. The rose that I once held...the rose that doomed the both of us. It was coming back in one swift motion, paralyzing my body as I stared at the scene in front of me. It was an unusual cold morning in Hell. Mom and Dad were in a meeting somewhere around the castle, but I didn't pay it much mind. I was rather busy running around the halls with my best friend. Nero and I would use our unmastered abilities to spice our traditional games up a little bit. Add a little bit of fire to a game of tag and your speed limits will always be breaking records. Unfortunately Maria didn't share the same opinion. "Little majesties no fire in the halls! Come back here Morningstars!" Nero and I released a few giggles and proceeded to hide from her. "Where di