Earth:

A skinny, frail boy with an overly large white T-shirt sat with a frown on his face after what seemed to him like his million attempt to get his mother’s attention. Then something in the sky sparkled and drew his attention. He thought to himself, “Maybe, this time she will listen to me.” with a smile plastered on his face.

“Mom?”

“Eat your ice cream, honey. You don’t want it to melt, yah?” as her fingers typed aggressively over her brightly lit screen.

“Why is the sky falling?” as he pointed up and watched the world dissolve before his eyes.

“Hmm?” The mother looking up from her cell phone for the first time during their conversation.

With a shrill and deafening scream, she pointed at the sky, yelling, “What the hell is happening!”. The surrounding people began to look up to the sky and were rendered mute as they watched the sky dissolve into millions of green ones and zeros.

Eventually, they snapped out of their befuddled state when they began to see the birds; the objects closest to the green mass of almost wiggling tentacles seize hold of them.

The people below began to scram and panic as the birds were quickly added to the growing pool of numbers.

The smartest of the humans quickly began to find a way below ground to escape the coming storm where they might find safety.

The worst of the humans began to take advantage of the situation as they ripped into the people closest to them. Stripping them of their flesh and dignity. These were little more than animals held to bar by puny laws and superstition.

Yet, most of the world’s denizens watched and screamed in horror as the green monstrosity slowly grew closer. Rooted in place by their fears and worst nightmares as they stared oblivion in its face.

The green Earth, home to many civilizations and home to billions if not trillions of intelligent beings that stood for eons, was rent asunder after ten minutes of exposure to the mindless abomination.

Castiel:

I sat there sweating as my normally cheery-faced friend looked at me with utter contempt that border-lined on loathing. With a twist of his mouth, he quickly brought me back to reality. “Cel! How could you do this to me! I thought we were friends!”

With a shaking hand, I try to put my hand over his to breach the immense distance that separated us. “We are; I-“

With a quick withdraw, as soon as my hand touched his, he took them off the desk and placed them in the safety of his lap.

“I promise I never did this,” I said with a slow shake of my head as tears began to form in my eyes.

“You promise you never did this?” He said calmly with his eyes narrowing as if he was planning on leading me into a trap, “Castiel, no one has access to the H.A.L.O station that held the world file but you!”

Growing desperate, my face flushed as I yelled throwing my hands into the air, “Then someone must have accessed my computer!”

“Did you think I didn’t think of that! That was the first thing I checked when I heard what happened. Oh, it can’t be Ceil. Ceil would never betray his best fr- “, with a choked sob he stopped and looked at me with a look of despair. No anger was held in his blue eyes. Just…sadness as he looked at his supposed friend. Me.

I quickly lowered my gaze feeling ashamed for something I didn’t even do! Unable to meet his gaze or even tell him my feelings, I wallowed in self-pity as my tears finally escaped the dam that was my eyelids.

“Well, I suppose you never felt the same about me.” He stated in a smooth resigned voice; that sounded almost fragile enough that you could break it with but a breath.

With a sudden pain in my chest, I felt a sensation that very few feels during their life. The loss of your best friend. With tears flowing freely from my eyes, I squeeze the chair’s handles as hard as I could to gather my courage, and I looked him in the eye and whispered, “You are my best friend.”

“What was that?” he said with a look of disgust forming on his usually friendly face.

“I said you are my best friend” I grounded out past clenching teeth.

“Well, Castiel,” He said while standing up and walking to the window that looked over the city so many people of Earth called Heaven. “Friends don’t destroy another’s life’s work.”

With a sigh, he looked down, trying to take solace in the fact that there will always be another to take his place. Not as a friend but as a manager. “We are done here. Gather your belongings and get the hell out of my city.” He spat as if trying to rid something particularly nasty from his mouth.

With a look of horror, I look up at God’s face and ask, “Then where will I go? My whole life is here! My family!”

Looking back, he looked at me with his face turned and said, “I don’t care. You hurt me and showed me that I should never have trusted you. Ownar was right about you.”