I'm Wanted Dead or Alive *Private*

[Leafwing12]

He frowned. "The...Waht?" Dean asked, confused. Sam frowned.

"You know about that?" Sam asked, watching him. "...Are you a hunger as well or something?" Sam asked

[dannychan]

He frowned. "Sort of. My brother did most the work, I did most the research. Daryl Dixon, you might know my brother if you're hunters. Merle Dixon?" He asked.

[Leafwing12]

He blinked. "Yeah. We've heard a bit about you." Dean said. Dean glanced at Cas. "Cas, come on. Calm down." He said. Cas's eyes stopped glowing after a minute. His wings then folded against his back again.

[dannychan]

Daryl watched cas. "Which one is he?"

[Leafwing12]

Dean glanced at Cas. "This is Castiel. He's the youngest of the angels that God created." He said. Cas blinked, watching Daryl silently.

"It's not your fault, Daryl. You couldn't have saved your brother." Cas said. Dean frowned, watching him.

"Cas...Don't do that man. Not now." Dean said.

[dannychan]

He stared at him and set his jaw. "Oh man, he really wants to die.. don't he?"

[Leafwing12]

Sam frowned. "I apologize deeply for our friend. He really has no idea how to properly interact with humans." Sam said.

[dannychan]

He growled. "Well he won't have to worry about that if he's dead, now, will he?" He snapped.

[Leafwing12]

Cas's eyes suddenly glowed again, and a force suddenly pushed Daryl back. "Hey! Knock that shit off Cas!" Dean said, turning towards him. Cas's sings spread and he took a few steps back, arching the warily. Rick suddenly raised his gun, aiming it at Cas.

"No one hurts anyone from my group. So either your friend here knocks it off, or he is going to get killed." Rick said. Cas glared at Rick, his wings fluttering a bit.

[dannychan]

Daryl growled and reached for an angel blade he kept.