The unforgiven

Dean goes over the plan again while Mary reloads her shotgun. Bobby reloads his collection of weapons and John sharpens his curved blades. Charly looks carefully at Aria. She could hardly believe it when Dean called her. The fact that he called for her help was not abnormal. But there was something ... Something about his voice that she noticed immediately. Dean was like her big brother, and yet she'd never heard this in his voice before ... fear. Real fear ... When she kept asking questions, he finally revealed that an Elf had dragged them into a case. A case that would change the future of the world. An elf! An actual elf. She as a nerd girl could hardly believe it! But here she is. In front of her and yet Charly has not yet found the courage to talk to her. But what would she say? She sees that the elf woman is being eaten by nerves. She wants to offer her support, but hesitation stops her. Do Elves do that? According to folklore, elves are brave and fearsome creatures. But that doesn't mean they can't be afraid. Right?

With a fearful heart, she grabs all her courage and stands up. She wants to go to Aria but stops abruptly when she sees Rowena appear next to her."Don't worry dear, we'll slaughter that pig. Aria smiles carefully. "I know," she says and bites her lip. Rowena places her hand on Aria her shoulder and smiles.

"Hello, boys" sound suddenly. Surprised everyone turns to the unexpected voice.

Faster as an eye blink Aria pulled an arrow from her quiver and placed it on her bow. "Cool" whispers Charly soft with an impressed smile on her lips. "Crowley," asks Dean. Crowley, the lord of hell ...

An amused smile rests on his lips. "Missed me," he asks and walks forward. Aria lowers her bow and takes a deep breath. "Crowley ... What the hell? You are supposed to be ..." "Dead" adds Crowley... "I missed you too ... Moose." Sam scoffs. "Yeah, right" he blows. "How," asks Dean. But before Crowley can answer, he shakes his head. "Whatever, now we have a witch, a demon, an angel, and a handful of people. Oh, yeah, and an elf. No offense. The sun is going down. I think we should just go there and try to get that key back before they release the eternal darkness as Chuck called it." "I think that's a good idea" answers John and takes his rifle. Mary nods and follows her husband in the dark forest. Aria looks at the sun that slowly disappears behind the mountains. She takes a deep sigh. "Hey, I'm here with you," says Charly soft and rubs Aria her back. Aria smiles warmly. "Thank you," she says and follows the team into the forest. "Why is it that Chuck, Lucifer, and Gabriel aren't tagging along," asks Rowena. Dean looks at her. "Well, Chuck was too chicken en Lucifer is with Gabriel. He needs some...care." Rowena looks not understanding at Dean. "Dean... what is exactly in that box? I mean... If God himself is scared?" "No idea" whispers Dean and crouches. "There," Aria squats down next to him and looks at the twenty men gathered around Asmodeus. Behind Asmodeus is the object for which thousands of her people were killed ... A large black sarcophagus made of inky black marble. Like the sarcophagi of the ancient Egyptians, this one is also finished with various ornate inscriptions and works of art. One of the drawings outside on the box draws her attention. An angel has fallen with broken wings. Spears sticking out of his arms and at his feet is a pile of dead people. Would this tell what's in the sarcophagus? Is it an angel? An angel who kills? According to the legend, angels can't kill. "Aria" repeats Dean. Aria looks up carefully. "Okay?" Aria nods. Silently she takes an arrow from her bow and aims it at Asmodeus. "Not yet," Dean whispers and beckons to Castiel. "Sina na- an mime nórë, ar ilya i dreofe tye ga mime sinya emris." "Now" Dean whispers. Soft as a feather the arrow escapes Aria her bow. Like the tales tell Elves never miss. Asmodeus shouts in pain and abruptly drops the key. He looks at the silver arrow piercing his shoulder and grins. "Aria" he scoffs. "Come out come out wherever you are. It's time to play." Grunting, the demons step forward as soon as they notice that Winchester has enclosed them. "Ketch" the African demon growls. "Hello again," says Ketch with a grin. "Mr. Ketch" laughs Asmodeus. "I thought you were lost." Ketch chuckles and points his weapon at Asmodeus. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way," scoffs Dean. "I would choose the easy way," adds Garth. Asmodeus laughs. "Boys, it's dinner time" chuckles Asmodeus. "I was hoping you'd say that," Dean scoffs. Even before Charly can breathe, the fight starts. Fireballs escape from Rowena's hands, arrows buzz past her ears, bullets whistle through the air. Demons roar and the sound of metal on metal echoes from the sky. "Oh, boy" Charly whispers and defends herself against the demon. As always, she helped Dean. Without hesitation, but Charly has never really been a fan of fighting and violence. An adventurer yes .. Not a fighter. "Hello, Elf" smirks Asmodeus and hits his demon blade on her elf sword. Aria growls and puts all her strength on the curved weapon. "This time you die" she growls. Asmodeus laughs. "I want to see that." With a hurried movement, he knocks Aria to the ground. Her sword lands a few meters further. She hurriedly wants to crawl to her weapon, but Asmodeus stops her. "Hey" Rowena roars and throws a fireball at Asmodeus. "Dirty witch" he hisses and extinguishes the flames on his white Armani suit. Aria who has taken advantage of the distraction smiles at the key in her hand. "Dean" she roars, but Dean can't hear her. The bloody fight continues. "Elf" hisses a demon and grabs Aria by the throat. He effortlessly lifts her in the air and smiles. Aria's lungs screeched for air as she tries to escape his grasp. With all her strength she lifts her legs and kicks the demon on his larynx." Marfe" she curses when she lands on the hard ground with a thump. Her back against the stone box. Blood escapes from her lip. Angrily she rubs the blood from her lip and looks at Asmodeus. Grinning, he slaps Dean again and again. Ketch is driven to his knees by an Asian demon while Sam is in a fierce battle with a muscular demon. Crowley abruptly disappears after Charly roars to put her hand on the bleeding cut on her thigh.

"Aria" suddenly sounds a soft voice. "Aria" resounds. The soft voice warms her. He sounds weak and yet so peaceful. Who is that? Where does that come from? "Aria" echoes in her ears once again.

Aria looks up at Castiel. His back is pushed against the tree. A demon holds his hand on his forehead. Castiel's eyes and mouth glow brightly. No matter how hard she wants to deny it ... They are going to lose this fight.Unless... No. She can't possibly do that. Her people. They would never forgive her. She can never go home if she does this. But if this is the only way out ...

"Aria ..."Aria swallows and hurriedly turns herself. "Aria" roars Sam. Aria pushes the key into the tightly fitting hole and turns gently.

Everyone nervously stops what they are doing when a cold gust of wind blows through the forest. The ground rumbles softly. Aria stands up carefully and takes a step back. "Aria" whispers Mary and grabs her arm. The stone sarcophagus ... It trembles ominously and then suddenly ... With a loud bang the heavy stone lid flies meters high into the air. "Aria" Mary yells and drags her back. The stone cover falls with a loud bang to the ground where it shatters into a thousand pieces. A strong gust of wind extinguishes the torches and dims the forest. Ominous steam escapes from the box and then ... too fast to see what it is ...A black figure rises from the box to the sky at lightning speed. Aria's heart is pounding like a maniac as she stares at the sky. Surprised, the demon lets go of Castiel and takes a few steps back. "This can't be good" whispers Dean. Aria takes another step back as the escaped creature sinks back to the ground. Only then does she see it ... She sees him ...It was true! An angel...The muscular man lands on the ground at breakneck speed. His one knee drills with so much strength into the soil that the sand flies up. His face is hidden behind two huge inky black wings. He stays like that for a moment. Then he slowly stands up. Ominous and terrifying. His strong body is wrapped in a tight leather vest. Matching with his leather pants. Obviously out of date. A circular weapon dangles from his belt. Red-hot. It's a weapon that Aria has never seen before. His leather boots creak a bit as he straightens his entire body. His wings held up proudly off the ground. They are slightly curved which makes them appear smaller. But no less strong. Faster than a heartbeat, he takes his weapon and throws it in the air. As the Winchesters dive to the floor for the glowing circle, Aria stands stunned. Her gaze fixed on the angel controlling the weapon buzzing through the air with his hands. One by one the demons fall to the ground roaring and screaming. Their eyes burn while they die. One demon hurriedly flees into the forest, but it does not help. As if he knows who the bad ones are, he grabs his weapon when the last demon dies. He attaches it back to his belt and takes a breath. He slowly turns to Aria and takes a step forward. "Ho" yells Dean and Sam as Castiel stands protective for Aria. Ketch gently takes her hand and pulls her back slightly. Aria stares into his deep brown eyes. A white fine line adorns one of his eyebrows. A warrior's scar, she thinks. A piece of chain mail adorns his chest. Above his lip, he has a small brown mustache. Despite the fact that he probably lay in a coffin for centuries, she notes that his brown short hair is neatly styled. Angels benefit perhaps. "Castiel" he speaks at last. His strong voice is warm and soothing. That voice... He was the one who whispered her name! But how?

Castiel looks at his face and frowns. "The unforgiven" he whispers. The angel places his hand on Castiel his shoulder en smiles gently. Castiel places his hand also on the angel's shoulder and then does something that no one ever expected...

He kneels... "Cas," asks Dean. The angel walks next to Castiel en places his hand on Aria her jaw. "Aria," he says. "There is no need for weapons my friend" he continues and looks at Dean. "If I meant any harm I did it when I killed your enemies. " Dean and Sam look at each other. They nod and put the guns away.

"Aria, thank you. Without you, I would never have gotten out of that box. I have been locked up for 700 years. And now I can finally breathe freely again .. Thanks to you. You have my undying loyalty and gratitude." Aria smiles cautiously. "I am Orion. Archangel and the seventh son of God." "Orion" asks Rowena softly. Orion nods. "As in the star?" "That's correct. I am" ...

his sentence is interrupted by a shiver that rushes through his body. "Orion" asks Aria worriedly and tries to catch the angel who is sinking through his legs. "Hold on mate," asks Ketch, supporting his upper body. "Cas" asks Dean. Castiel places his hand on Orion's forehead and sighs. "I can't heal archangels nor see what's wrong with him. There's only one person who can do this ... God." "Awesome" sighs Dean. "I get him in the car but ... Those wings just don't fit." Castiel pushes on the back of the archangel his neck. The wings abruptly fold and disappear into its back. "How the hell," asks Mary. "I call it the wing button," says Castiel, helping Orion up. "Whatever you do, don't touch his weapon. When a mortal touches his weapon it leaves a burning and very painful gash that quickly leads to an even more painful death. I don't know exactly about you Aria but still. " Dean sighs and walks out of the woods."Chuck is going to love this" Dean sighs and opens the impala door. "Dean" begins Aria. Dean gives her a piercing look. "I hope you can forgive me, I'm so sorry. But I ... I saw no other way out. Castiel was almost sent back to heaven and you ... you almost died."

Dean softens his gaze. He gently takes Aria in his arms and hugs her. "It's okay. I'm not mad. I'm actually a little proud. I would have done the same. I know how hard this was for you and I want you to know you can just stay with us. I barely know you but you feel like ... like family you know. Come on let's heal that angel of yours. Then we'll talk. "Aria smiles and gets into the car. Family, she thinks loved. "I am proud of you" whispers Mary and kisses Dean on his cheek. Dean smiles softly. As long this Orion won't be a problem... she can stay. Sighing he gets behind the wheel.