I was a high-ranking angel,
charged with making rebellious angels obedient once more,
and extracting information from them.
Following the slaughter of Raphael’s followers at Castiel’s hand,
I headed one of the many factions of angels who wanted leadership of Heaven.
I saved Castiel from Purgatory to brainwash him into being my unwitting agent,
which was a good idea at first,
but he wasn’t like other angels,
he didn’t obey.
He had a crack in his chassy,
a crack no glue could fix.
In the end I tried to stop Metatron from closing Heaven,
I might as well do something good,but he killed me with one of my own tools before I got the chance.