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[arogueangel]

Prisoner ✎ Writing Challenge #1

Prompt: Fixing A Mistake Featured Characters: Castiel, Lucifer (mentioned) Word Count: 672 Notes: Well, finally got this done! The day before it's due, I know, I'm a horrible procrastinator, but here it is in all its, uh... glory. It's actually pretty crappy and mostly just me rambling, but I wrote something so I'm proud of myself.

Castiel hadn't been alive as long as other angels, yet he seemed to have many more mistakes under his belt. It was difficult for him to figure out which was the worst, actually. He'd made too many stupid mistakes, and everyone had forgiven him one too many times. But the most detrimental of them all was, well, it was hard to figure out which had been the most deadly. In terms of most regretted, though... that was obvious to him. 

His greatest sin wasn't how many times he'd betrayed anyone. It wasn't falling, or releasing the leviathans. No, of all things, what he regretted the most was not falling.    Back in the day when heaven was in one piece, he'd spoken with his brother. Lucifer had all but begged him not to let them cast him out alone, and Castiel refused. If he could do anything over, he would fall then and there. Not necessarily because of Lucifer, but because all the mistakes he'd made since then would be null and void -- they wouldn't exist. So if he had one do over, of course it would be something to make everything else better.    And there was pain. Excruciating pain, and he felt horrible. He wasn't human, but he'd still been cast out. Heaven was nothing but a bittersweet memory anymore. But that was okay, because even though he was scared -- really, terrified beyond belief, he had Lucifer and that was all he needed. But everything felt distant and cold, and he was just a child.    "If Lucifer is leaving, I'm going with him," he remembered saying. Probably the most stupid words he'd uttered. From a child's mouth, and god still saw nothing wrong with any of it. Cast them out, he'd said, they don't belong here...    And maybe they didn't.    But heaven was home and Castiel could only wonder if this was really the best thing he could have done. Their father had taught them to love unconditionally, had taught them forgiveness and the importance of second chances. Where was Lucifer's? Was this supposed to be a second chance? It certainly didn't seem like it, and if anything that was what assured Cas that he'd made the right choice.    His brother didn't have to suffer alone, and their father got a well deserved slap in the face. Maybe this was the start of a revolution, something important. Then again, maybe it would be the one thing Cas grew to regret the most. There was really no way of knowing. But still, the kid managed a broken smile as he stared up at his big brother.    This was it, this was their life now, and he was okay with that -- he had to be.    Maybe they were outcasts, and maybe he would have to find a way to cope with the pressure, but it was worth it to know that out of all of heaven he was the one who stood up for what was right. It may have been a mistake in heaven's eyes, but to Cas? This was his chance to be somebody, to be important to somebody, and there was nobody he'd rather be stranded with than Lucifer.    Maybe he had been made for this, right here. For love.    That was something he could live with. The knowledge that no matter what their father said, he'd been in the right. He was the one loving unconditionally, whereas god was up in paradise being a giant hypocrite. And perhaps one day the other angels would see that Lucifer and Castiel paved a path. The path to honor, and love. Irrevocable, crazy love.    So, partially out of fear but mostly out of acceptance, Cas reached out for Lucifer's grace, childish innocence shining through even still. They were family now more than ever. Hell, they were all each other had left anymore, and that was fine.    And Cas wasn't sure how well it'd work. He'd likely make mistakes, get himself killed once or twice, but it was all worth it.