Seoul, South Korea
Nearly a Mile Underground
A soldier not yet known as Castiel Winchester received his first solo mission. He was a good soldier, well-known for his loyalty. They spoke of his potential to rise in the ranks, of how far a man with no mind or heart of his own could advance. But the soldier paid no heed to this; his only objective was the mission at hand.
In nine hours, he would begin to question everything he'd ever known. In nine hours, he'd learn something of love other than the whispers he'd caught on the wind, soft words of something other than the life he'd known. In nine hours, he'd see how far a man could venture into darkness and still remain good.
But at that moment, he thought of nothing but the orders he'd been given.