[b][center][h1]Castiel[/h1][/center][/b]

Castiel accepted the opened beverage and eyed it with suspicion. He analyzed it for any signs of enochian or any other anti angel spells before taking a sip of the beverage. Like the rest of his species he didn't require food or drink even though he had a vessel. His grace connected to Heaven maintained the body he had control of, unlike demons they tended to keep their vessels in tact the only exception being that if a particularly powerful angel just wearing a meat-suit left it mentally & physically ruined.

"Thank you, that is the proper response for accepting a beverage from someone correct?" Castiel asked once again being prim & proper as always. As no curse had taken effect from the sip he quickly downed the contents of the entire beer & set the now empty container down on the table. "You people consume these for fun, the taste I experienced wasn't much of a pleasant one, but without a connection to Heaven's energy I suppose you all require food & drink to survive." Castiel summarized not realizing that alcohol served other purposes besides being a refreshment while also oblivious that he didn't have to chug the entire beer at once like he did.

"Bobby is it? Unfortunately that's all the information me and my superiors have right now. There is a powerful magical force at work in that town, one with the ability to elude even us angels. With that being the case we figured this was an assignment to pass along to the humans, and to answer your question Dean if the threat is neutralized we do believe that will prevent the seal from breaking which is of course the primary objective with this mission. I have to return to the rest of the garrison soon, but I'll rendezvous with you in the town shortly after your arrival to get an update of your handling of this case. Failure to save this seal will not only get the demons closer to their goal but also trigger the return of Samhain, lord of the dead. A white eyed demon with immense power one of the few of his kind with power equivalent to that of the angels, who has the unique power to effortlessly raise massive armies of zombies, ghosts & all manner of undead supernatural entities." 

[b][center][h1]Josiah[/h1][/center][/b]
Josiah wasn't particularly happy with everything going on, he was no closer to finding his mother. Every passing second he was filled with worry about what those demons who took her might be doing to her. He wanted nothing more then to gank every single one of those sons of bitches who took the woman who was most precious to him.

That's how he got wrapped up in this whole business of preventing the Apocalypse. As a descendent of the judges, his powers had been awakened a few months ago with angels once again walking the earth. To that end an angel had been assigned to mentor him & bring him onto Heaven's side as they wanted his gifts on their side. The angel who'd been sent to be his communication with Heaven was none other the Uriel.

"You think you can handle this situation without having to pray to me every five minutes or would you like me to hold your hand thet whole way through" The rude soldier spoke with unhidden disdain in his voice towards Josiah, he had no particular love for humans. It took everything in his power to refrain from calling them mud monkeys around them as he often did when he was only around other angels. The dislike however was mutual & Josiah had no particular love for this angel, but couldn't help but feel bad for the poor bastard he was using as a meat-suit. Every insult & taunt he received from him made him inch closer and closer to using his divine breaker on him.

"I think I'll be fine by myself Uriel, I don't need you or my sister to handle a couple witches. Hell I don't even need my right hand." Josiah replied back with pride.

"Oh is that so, I'd be happy to take it from you, it won't be an easy task, but your disrespectful behavior should provide the creativity needed to get the job done." Uriel said smirking for the first time since the start of the conversation they were having this afternoon.

Josiah instinctively turned his body so his right arm wasn't facing the angel indicating that although he was fed up with his talking down to him he didn't want to risk truly irritating a soldier of Heaven. Despite his well of pride he knew when and with whom to pick his battles with. "That won't be neccessary, look all I'm saying is I got this. So how about you tell me where I need to drop you off so you can get beamed up by Scotty." Josiah asked as he picked up his car keys and walked over to the front door of the crappy motel he was staying at. Instead of getting a vocal answer he got the sound of wings fluttering and saw the angel was gone.

"Huh well that works too, guess it's time to get me some witches huh, then off to this town." The hunter had also received a note like the one Castiel had given to Dean about the town where Samhain was to be revived. The witches he was refering to was a coven in one town over working together with the ones in the town. He'd gotten tired on his way over to his actual destination something he attributed to having five servings at a buffet spot he passed on the way over here. He couldn't resist once the smell of home made southern food hit his nostrils, not to mention the sight of the fresh peach cobbler through the windows at the front.

Regardless of how he'd fallen victim to the itis, it had happened. Perhaps it all worked out for the best, he was only a town away from where the endangered seal was. He thought back to his earlier conversation he'd had with Nat before Uriel had popped in to remind him of his true destination. He hated taking orders from others, and that included the angels, but once they promised to help him save his mother he was basically their bitch. Mainly because he had no idea where to even start looking, nor did he knew how powerful the demons were that took her. 

He'd gotten extra cocky & confident with hunting thanks to his newfound powers, but he thought back to his initial days with his powers working a few cases with Nat. He remembered the words of wisdom she'd imparted with him crystal clear, even with his gifts he was far from being Superman or an angel. "Alright whatever time to get to work." He muttered as he made his way to his car and started it up.

Despite Uriel's insults he hadn't spent his time in this town doing nothing. He'd actually uncovered some information about the coven in question which consisted of four witches, and gotten two residential locations. In-fact he was only missing one more, as two of the witches were in a committed live in relationship. Growing up his father had always been someone who liked getting a good bargain and he'd inherited that aspect of his personality himself. In this case the deal had nothing to do with the grocery store or lawn care products but supernatural baddies. "I'm sure it'll be easier getting some answers with a couple, I can torture one interrogate the other, just in case there tough to crack, I can use whatever love they have for each other as leverage but that's if they even have any, you never know when it comes to monsters."

Josiah figured he wouldn' make any progress just sitting around in the parking lot and configured the destination on his GPS. Moments later he had reversed out of his spot and started heading to the house.