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    "Yes," nodded Ithuriel, and they kept walking like they were going to before, though he definitely didn't enjoy it. He wanted to stop, he was tired, and he just wanted to get his beauty sleep. Sirens were taught their entire lives that staying pretty and useless was the way to go. Pretty and stupid, like Daisy. And so he definitely hadn't done any serious thinking like this before, or physical activity that wasn't at the gym. It was hot here and he was just plain unhappy.


    Even his father, Ashokka, thought he was sort of dumb. That he went around with way too many girls and didn't think about his actions. Riel almost wanted to go back to that. It was easier to be pretty and stupid, as a siren, than anything else.


    Maybe he started thinking about that because he was walking and he had nothing else to do. He'd never been very good at focusing at one thing at a time. And he'd never been particularly athletic, either. Walking for this long was just making him impossibly tired.


    That day, Ashokka, the castle siren, went to the King. Ashokka was older, in his forties, and he knew that something had gone wrong with the expedition to Earth. "Are you going to send someone after them? I'll go with. My two are there and I can't imagine Ithuriel is making the situation any better. I thought an expedition might help him mature so he could take my place someday, but...I fear that if they're getting into any trouble, he's the one who could help them most with magic and he won't know how. I will. I want to go after them. Even if nothing bad is happening, we have to take precautions. For Ismene and Ramiel."

    So Ashokka went off to find a group of people to put together for the job. He got a small group because a big one could get lost in the shuffle and he always preferred small groups anyway. He got one shae, on keala, and one angel for the job. The angel was a tactitian, Ashokka was powerful magically, the Keala was powerful physically, and a shae was always good for a tough spot.


    So then they took a ship and soon he was set off. He knew that Alfie was in a phase, this really wasn't going to be a good time for him to be in trouble, but luckily Ithuriel was nothing if not a good babysitter in that regard. He loved his brother. It was just that Ithuriel was impulsive and he didn't think about things most of the time, or at least that's what it looked like.


    Either way, they were off. And Ashokka couldn't wait til they got there.


    Ithuriel nodded. "Okay. Thanks, Sia." He still felt bad about earlier, but he didn't feel bad about sleeping.

    Ithuriel slept hard and fast and in his sleep he looked pretty and younger than he was. Really he was in his mid twenties and sometimes it hit him that he didn't think he'd live much longer. Yes, sirens had long life spans, but something just made him think that he was going to be dead in the ground before age took him.


    He dreamed of death. But in the morning, when he woke up, he was sick. He immediately threw up into the dirt and looked over at Sia, arms shaking. "God f***ing D*****," he snapped. "This is so not the time to be sick..."


    He looked the color of paper and his eyes were bloodshot, his muscles weak. He hadn't been this sick in a long time. And why would he be? His father was the castle siren, there was no reason why Ashokka would ever let him stay sick, so he wasn't used to it. It brought him down to the level of normal attractiveness instead of incredible siren beauty.


    Kendra smirked. She'd made one person from each group sick. Cain from the first group, Ithuriel from the second, and Dakota from the third. And of course, Ismene, all on her own, woke up pale and feeling like she was going to die alone.

    "It would have been," said Sam, shocked that she'd think otherwise. "Riley, you're important. You've saved people. I mean, if you hadn't been around, I'd be the devil right now and the apocalypse would have stopped. You singlehandedly stopped that from happening and saved Cas. You're amazing." And she was beautiful and she made him happy, but he wasn't comfortable saying that. He didn't know why his crush was so strong, he hadn't had something like this since middle school or something... But she was so beautiful. Luckily he didn't stutter around girls or anything like that. That'd make it way too obvious. "You're important. If not to the world, then to us. But the world needs you, too."


    Cas nodded. "I can agree to that. Lucifer would have wrecked havoc by now. I imagine I would be dead. he would have no further use for me and Lucifer isn't sentimental. Is it something in hunters that you believe that your presence is useless? I have heard both Sam and Dean say similar things. That it wouldn't matter if they were dead. It is not true, I assure you."


    He looked up to Samandriel. "Odd of you to save her, though. You are not like other angels. You went against your orders. That's not easy to do. And you are young. I never would have rebelled at your age." Castiel was alive at the same time as the archangels. Though he was much younger than them, he was old for an angel. He was part of the second batch that their father created. "I am glad to see that not all of our family is so subservient to the will of others. Though you still take orders from Heaven. I understand that. Pulling away from Heaven is dangerous. It involves a ''boot camp' of sorts. They do not like letting go of their soldiers. And of course, every angel in Heaven will hate you if you do. Make your decisions wisely. I do not know if I did."


    Sometimes he missed his siblings. But he never missed being a soldier of Heaven. Never. He had made the right decisions, to stand by Sam and Dean. The thought made him feel better and then Gabriel showed up. With a bag. Of squares?


    Cas looked at him, squinting his eyes. He looked more like himself than he had last time Gabriel had visited. He recovered from torture quickly. It definitely wasn't his first time. "What are those?" He took the bag and immediately smelled the ambrosia. A youthful, rare smile popped up on his face, something that the Winchesters had never seen before. He said "ambrosia. Gabriel, how did you get this?" He took a bite of one of the squares and offered one to Samandriel. All angels were given ambrosia as children. it was one of the pleasant parts of childhood for angels. It tasted absolutely incredible and at the same time it was good for you. But angels were never allowed to eat it after around age three thousand.


    Sam laughed when he saw Cas make that face. It made him look like a whole different angel. Also he wondered just how much they knew about Cas. They hadn't known that he'd been friends with Gabriel until recently, and really they seemed more like older and younger brothers. he felt like he was missing all of Cas' backstory, but they just didn't have time to find it out.


    "See?" said Sam. "Even Gabriel's important if he can make Cas happy."


    "Of course Gabriel is important," said Cas. "He is an archangel. The are infinitely more important than regular angels like myself. But yes, I agree. Every person has a part to play on this earth and yours will not be done for some time, I hope."

    Ithuriel's eyes were glazed over and blue, and he looked like he didn't quite know what was going on. "What, why would I need a bag, I..." He looked back down at the puke. "Oh. That's why. I..When did I do that?" he rubbed his eyes and stood up, looking shaky. "We should go. We should really go. I-there's probably sgods (dogs.) I'm fine. really, I'm fine. I'm a siren, I can heal myself. Slowly." That was a lie. he had absolutely no clue how to heal himself. he'd only ever been good at magic that didn't involve healing or himself. He could use magic on other people, but never himself unless it was a glamour.


    His glamour was completely down and he was rambling, so he definitely didn't sound like a siren. "Dogs are bad, I don't like them, they bite me oh my god this one dog bit me once and Ashokka said it was a good dog what was wrong with him? He doesn't like me very much I dont' think, I think he thinks I'm stupid--what the f*** am I going on about?" He groaned and facepalmed. "I'm just gonna shut my mouth until I can heal myself."

    Ithuriel groaned. "that's...That's not going to work. I don't know how to heal anyone. Dad always tried to teach me but I'm useless. I'm useless at everything, what's wrong with me? the only thing I do is play with servant girls and I'm only good at offensive magic. Why am I not good at what I'm supposed to be? They want me to be the castle siren but I don't think I can.... I can't do all the things that Dad can do. And I never make the right decisions----I really wish I could shut up. Basically, I can't heal myself, let's just walk."


    He followed after Ramiel. "C'mon. We have to find Ismene and Alfie. I love Alfie so much..."


    Ismene hadn't eaten in two days now and she just laid on the floor of her dark room, unaware of what was even going on. She was dizzy and the world spun around her. But she didn't notice because she coudn't see or hear anything. It was like a sensory deprivation tank except for the hard ground against her back. Thoughts ceased to exist and she just felt blank.


    In front of Ithuriel, Ramiel, and Sia was the black room. The room that Ismene was in.


    "Looks like one of the rooms that we were in when we first got here," muttered Ithuriel. "Looks like a good place to sleep."


    Ashokka was getting close enough to Earth that he could see the green and blue.

    Kali looked at Loki. "I know you won't. You know that you'd be dead if you thought about it. But you wouldn't anyway. No one leaves me. Except Gabriel," she said cooly. "I suppose I admire him for that. He's the first and will be the last to do so."


    She wrapped an arm around Loki and put her hand into his pocket. "Aren't I right? No one will ever have to break up with me again."


    Parvati sighed and drank her ambrosia tea. She had a feeling that she wouldn't be seeing Gabriel again for a long time, if not ever...


    Castiel nodded. "I believe so. It is also an angel's complex. This is because we are taught from a young age that we are unimportant. It is the group that matters, not the individual, and we can be replaced easily. Humans are not so easily replaced. You have unique souls."


    Sam nodded. "Yeah. I know what you're thinking, that you didn't do all that much, but you did. I know that Lucifer will probably be mad when he comes back, but I would have said yes in that moment if you hadn't come in then. And because of you, he's gone, and I didn't."

    Ismene's face was slicked with blood from her mouth and her usually bouncy curls were wet with oil. "Hi, Ramiel." Sickness seemed to have the opposite effect on Ismene. She was quiet instead of rambly. "You should go... I can't.... walk with you."


    "I'll stay with her," said Ithuriel, laying with her. "Neither of us can go. We'll take care of each other. It's okay. Just go. Find a way out..."


    Ashokka knew Alfie's soul well enough to track them in the maze. So he aimed straight down towards the maze. He didn't know that there was a glass top to the maze, but the ship went right through it anyway on its way to the ground. It crashed five feet in front of Alfie and Dakota. Ash left the ship and said "hey Alfie. Come'ere, let's get you out of here, kids." He took Dakota from him and said "let's go get the princess. And your brother. They're together. No surprise there."

    Ithuriel shook his heas. "No, my wings are useless on a good day and today isn't one of them. Just... I'll walk behind you." He pulled himself up, though his eyes were bleeding and his mouth dripped red. He was sure he wouldn't make it.


    He got up and walked with them, though his ears were ringing too loud and he felt impossibly weak. Everything was muffled as he walked. And then, all at once, he couldn't do it anymore. He sat on the floor. "Go. I'm slowing...... us down. I am. Just tell someone to come back for me and make sure the princess gets there."


    He passed out.


    Ashokka brought Alfie and Dakota inside. Then he went back out to find the others. He first found Aisha, the Keala found Cain and Cortova, the Shae found Nexus and her friend, and Ash found Ismene, Ramiel, and Sia. That seemed to be everyone, except Real... he showed them the way to the ship and followed Riel's soul. "Get Ismene back to the ship," he instructed Ramiel. "I'll get Riel."


    Riel was on the floor and he heard someone walk up to him, but he was pretty sure it was too late. Everything was done. Ithuriel was happy.


    He saw Ash, though. "Dad," muttered Riel. "I'm okay here. Just get everyone home, I have things to finish here. I.... you don't want me anyway." He drifted back into blackness.


    OOC: sorry, on my phone

    Ithuriel's world was suddenly bright again, but he didn't want to be looking up at his father. See, it wasn't that he and Ashokka didn't get along, because sometimes they did, but Ash treated Riel like he was a stupid child who couldn't make decisions for himself. He legitimately seemed to think that Riel couldn't think or do anything right and it got annoying after a while.


    he sat up. "Bad hair day," he said cooly, running his hands through his blood-soaked hair. "Surprised you showed up," he said. "I thought you'd send someone less important to run your errands." Ashokka usually didn't do things like this on his own because he had a lot of work. A fact which Ithuriel had always been bitter about since about age 12, Alfie's age. But he'd made sure that he was never too bitter with their father aroudn Alfie, he wanted the kid to have a better childhood than he'd had. Constant babysitters until he was old enough to go around by himself, or trick the babysitter into letting him go out. Which meant he basically did whatever he wanted starting at age 11.


    Originally he'd tricked Ash into thinking he was stupid because it was easier. Then if he got in trouble, he could just give him a blank look and said that he didn't know why he was in trouble and burst into tears. Now it was less conventional, but still better than making him think he was smart, because then Ash would want to train him to the new castle siren.


    "Oh right, Ismene's here... That explains it. C'mere, Alfie." He scooped up Alfie. "You okay?" He checked him for scrapes and bruises and said "well, you're as good as you can be. You are gonna be one f*cked up kid after this."


    Riel usually was very careful about what he said around his brother, but he was tired and angry and he just wanted to fall over and sleep for a year and he just didn't care if Alfie thought he had a 'potty mouth.'


    Soon they got back to the ship and Ithuriel sat down next to Ismene. "I'm glad you're okay," he told her before going to find a bed because he hadnt' really slept in forever. He passed Sia on the way in and said "miss me?" He tried to wink, but didn't even attempt to make it flirtatious because he felt like the starring role in the Walking Dead.


    Ismene felt mildly dead. Mild because there wasn't really any pain anymore. She just felt absolutely numb, with the ringing in her ears and her eyes were blurry and she was just....This was what death felt like, she was sure of it. And she was dead. But not like Patrick was dead....She'd never seen death before. It left her numb. Or maybe that was the sickness. Did it matter?

    Ithuriel smiled into the hug. "I know. Ashokka came to the rescue. And healed me, I guess. I should be happy about that, I was sort of a mess," he said. He was still a mess, but he didn't care just then about what he looked like.


    Ismene didn't respond.


    Ashokka walked over to her, leaning down next to the young princess. "Hey, Ramiel," he said calmly. "Your sister will be just fine. Just give me a moment." That was one of the main things that Ashokka was good at, whereas Ithuriel couldn't heal at all.


    He put his hands on the sides of Ismene's face and healed her, but her body still needed to sleep. "Okay. She'll be fine, she'll sleep on the way there."


    Then he turned to Dakota and walked over to her. He could heal her with almost just a touch since shewas so young. And clearly so afraid... Understandable, her brother was dead. He'd make sure that she was okay in the castle.

    OOC; this is going to be short because I already typed it up and accidentally deleted it O_O


    Kali looked over to Loki and smiled. It had taken him long enough to know how she felt. And he seemed almost nervous, as if there was any possible way that she would say no when he knew she wouldn't. She'd said how she felt about him, that she wanted to spend forever with him. "Odd timing," said Kali. "Considering your brother was just attempting to see something that only you can see. But you always were one to be iconoclastic." She took the ring from him. "Of course."


    Sam just laughed and threw a banana at his brother. Because no, he wasn't going to stand up for Dean. He was going to side with Riley.


    Cas blinked. "Yes, but oftentimes angels all follow the rules. It can be annoying. I suppose it doesn't matter, though, as long as there are some of us who will do the right thing."

    Ash nodded. "Yeah, he's gone," nodded Ash. "But he died saving her." He let Dakota dart away from him beacuse it wasn't like she could go anywhere. "Make sure she's okay, will you? Or get Ithuriel to do it. If he will. He does't like following orders..."


    Ash moved over to Cain and did the healing act on him as well, but afterwards he was extremely tired.


    Ithuriel nodded and watched as they took off. "It's pretty. Earth. When we're not tethered to it."

    Ithuriel thought about that. "I don't know. But I don't think that it'll be like Earth. The islands are crumbling, not falling into the core... The core is magnetic, that would never work. No, I think that either we'll find a new planet or we'll all die," he admitted, looking down at Earth. "I was hoping Earth would be that place, but it's not. They'd never accept us."


    Riel looked over at her. "Or we could somehow make civilizations on the water, but I don't know that that would work because of the sea monsters inhabiting the ocean. I don't know. But I don't think we'll give up. That said, I think the King is an idiot. He sits and stares as his world crumbles without thinking of how to fix it. He needs to hand the world over to innovators. People who could study and help. But angels always think that they're the only ones who know how to do anything. All alone, that somehow staring will save the world, or he's wallowing in his own self-pity."


    He looked over to Dakota but didn't say anything. If she wanted pity, she would come to him, but he wasn't one to hand it out if someone didn't want it. And he didn't think she did.


    Riel had had a brother once. His name was Raziel and he'd been incredible. And then he'd died at the age of ten, when Riel was eight. He knew what it was to lose a brother; he really did. And he knew that he'd just wanted to stay in his room for a long time and he hadn't wanted help or pity. He'd just wanted to be alone. So he didn't say anything to Dakota. He just gave her a look. A look that he knew what she was going through and if she ever wanted to talk, he was here. And until then, he would act as if nothing were wrong in the first place.

    "Okay, well I'll buy you a new one at the spaceship tourist center just after you break a hole in the wall and cause us all to die, thanks," Ithuriel said dryly. He and Cain just never really got along.


    Ismene woke after a little while. She'd fallen hard and fast because she was very small and susceptible to disease, but she seemed to be almost okay now. "Oh, I'm sorry, Cain," she said about his knife in a small voice, still not able to speak too loud. "But at least we're mostly all alive."

    "Yeah, I'm fine," said Ithuriel. "Me and my family just don't get along too well. He thinks I'm immature and stupid and I guess I'm just mad because he doesn't like me and I can get almost anyone else to like me. That's all." That wasn't all, but that was all he was willing to share with a girl he didn't know that well. "I'm going to bed unless you want to come with me?" said Ithuriel. "And I actually mean that it the most innocent way possible. I think we're both going to have nightmares tonight."


    Ismene nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine after some sleep...You?"

    "Do I look like I'm up for trying anything funny?" he asked, motioning to his pale face. There was still some blood stuck to his clothes, he wasn't in any state to attempt to do anything. Nor would he, even if he could. He was a siren, not some creep.


    So he took her to bed, stuck his tongue out at Ash, and fell asleep, back to Sia. So if she had any nightmares, he'd be there and he'd be close.

    Kali wanted to stay, though. She liked Frigga, but also she just wanted to give Loki some time with his family. It had been long enough without them, after all. Besides, it wasn't like she was taken by passion. She'd known it was going to happen, expected it. Not to say that she wasn't happy, but she was alright staying there.


    Sam rolled his eyes. "Okay, okay. But really. What happens next? Gabriel, you said something about having an idea?"


    Cas directed his eyes over to Gabriel.

    Ithuriel slept and for the first time in a long time, he dreamt of Raziel. Not of the maze or of the house or losing Alfie. But he was as old as Ithuriel and he was happy. Really happy, with a pretty Indian girl, and the islands weren't collapsing. Waking up was bittersweet. But when he saw Sia struggle, he shook her awake and went outside in the bigger part of the ship where false sunlight hit his hair.


    He looked over at the little wolf pup, curled up, and ignored her for now. He didn't know what to say, so he didn't. He just sat down and watched the stars go by.