Author's Note:
Hi there. Welcome to my Castiel fan fiction. A little bit of info for y'all before you start reading is that this is an AU. I will draw inspiration from the show but mostly this will be coming from my own brain. This story takes place just before season 4 when Dean is raised from Hell. I truthfully haven't watched the show since Metatron was first introduced. Honestly, I had lost interest in it all but with the show ending and all, I revisited it and fell back in love.
Castiel is like my favorite character ever and I wanted to give him some love while creating my own character to flesh out and just write. If you want help picturing any of my characters, I have them all casted besides Jameson because I can't find an older white male who fits how I imagine him. I will leave my casting at the end of this little prologue. Underneath is a full summary of my story. Let me know what you think of it all and I am open to constructive criticism.
Obviously, I do not own any characters you recognize besides the Blackhearts. Thank you for checking my story out.
The Blackheart's were legends in the hunting world. Going back generations and many lives had been saved due to the Blackhearts. The Blackhearts were kind soul willing to torture themselves to save other people. Most had scars beyond what anyone had ever seen. Jameson Blackheart had his fair share of scars. From deep scar tissue from claws digging through his skin to bullet wounds caused by his own stupidity. His father had always told him that one day he'd end up trusting the wrong person and he'd never be seen again. Jameson had been a hunting job going after a demon who had been dragging people to hell before their deals had been up when he should have died.
He liked to tell people that Janie had been his saving grace, his angel sent from heaven. To most, it was a term of endearment, not a factual statement. Janie had decided to live as humans did. She wanted to know what it meant to live. Little did she know her life would turn out the way it did. Mykie had been a miracle, something that shouldn't have been able to happen but she did. The Blackhearts made their way across the country and back, saving people and killing horrid creatures, collecting wandering souls along the way.
Johnny's parents had been killed by a werewolf and Ripley, she was supposed to die due to an insane car crash she had been in but her father had made a deal with a demon to let her live. Jameson and Janie took in these lost children and made them a part of their family. One big happy hunting family.
Although they were well known in the hunting community, really no hunters had ever met them. They kept to themselves for Mykie and Janie's safety. Most wouldn't understand. They'd see them as monsters, not the way that the Blackhearts saw them. Often if they needed to assist on a hunt, Mykie and Janie were left behind to do research and look for the next hunt.
Until one day, Janie went missing. There had been nothing pointing to where she had gone and on top of that, strange things were happening with Mykie to the point where it wasn't easy to hide what she truly was.
She had begun to hear voices in her head, whispers of the Devil and God. A name repeated in her head. Sabriel. It was hard for Mykie not to just give in to the fact that she was crazy. All signs pointed to the fact that she had lost it completely.
The Blackhearts, they stuck together through it all. They rallied together when Jameson was killed by a demon on a power trip. At this point in time. Mykie didn't know her full capabilities and that would haunt her forever. And it all was just beginning.
chapter zero | questions better left unanswered
He watched the raven-haired woman with curious eyes. He shouldn't be there but in the end, he was there. He had questions and doubts that he needed answered. Why she would rebel in such a way and risk eternal life for what she had gained. He didn't understand. Her striking blue eyes lifted to meet his gaze and he was motionless.
"Castiel, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?" Sabriel spoke lowly at him with a tinge of sympathy like she knew what was going through his head.
He didn't quite know how to address her anymore. Sabriel was her Heaven given name but down on Earth, she had been going by Janie Blackheart.
Back on Earth, she had a family. One that was searching for her tirelessly. One child of hers was looking desperately, Mychaela. Castiel had heard her cries to the angels for her mother to be alive and OK because she had just lost her father. He had tried to talk to the woman but he stopped himself before he did so. He shouldn't talk to the abomination. That was what she was. Half angel, half human. A Nephilim.
"Why did you do it? Why did you rebel?" Castiel asked her finally.
She didn't answer him right away, contemplating her response. She thought back to her family on Earth. Her trueborn daughter, Mychaela who she knew was distraught without her. They had been close due to their similarities. Sabriel was the one person who knew what she was going through. There was still so much for her to learn about her abilities that Janie's heart hurt, knowing she'd probably never be able to teach her them.
Her mind moved to her son, Johnny. He had to be off hunting the nearest monster trying to keep his mind off the fact that the maternal figure in his life was missing. Probably was sitting in a crap motel room with a beer in hand, hopefully still with his sisters and not on his own.
Then there was the youngest, Ripley. She hid it all deep down, rarely ever showing emotions but Janie could imagine what was going through her head.
Then she pictured her beloved James and his smile.
"If you met my family, you would know exactly why I did it. To live as humans do, to feel emotions as powerfully as they do, it is a blessing and a curse. Have you not ever wondered what it is that makes humans fight so hard to just live? That is why I chose my family."
Her explanation didn't answer his questions to relieve his doubt, it just amplified everything he had been feeling. He didn't understand how emotions could be worth so much. He knew this was all written over his face clear as day. Sabriel and he were alike. She had been this way before rebelling and he feared the worst for himself. He wondered if rebelling would be inevitable or if he could possibly stop himself. He was too curious about humans, maybe if he just stayed up in Heaven, he would be ok. He would just be a good soldier.
Then she spoke words that he knew would be burned into his brain.
"Rebellion isn't as bad as they make it out to be. Heaven, it isn't all that and a bag of chips as Jameson would say. How can we follow someone so blindly and we haven't even seen him. I haven't ever seen him and I know you haven't so why are you so sure that what I did was wrong and not what God wanted. I know you have doubts as well because we are alike. Promise me something, Castiel," Sabriel began to say to him as she waited for some kind of indication that he was really listening to her. "Look out for Mychaela, please. She isn't an abomination. She is my daughter. I know I am asking you to break rules but she needs guidance. Now more than ever with the Apocalypse inevitably coming."
"I don't," Castiel began to say as he thought about what she was asking of him. He was supposed to get Dean Winchester out of hell before the Apocalypse was put into motion. In the back of his mind, Castiel knew that the first seal had already been broken.
If he were to mentor Mychaela, he would inevitably be caught by Heaven and end up in the same boat as Sabriel and Mychaela would probably be dead. This whole thought relied on the fact that Mychaela didn't try to kill him the moment he made himself known to her. If she was anything like Sabriel, then she'd have him pinned to the ground before he could even get a word out.
"I can't promise you that. You know that I cannot." Castiel finally said softly, not wanting to make her angry.
He dared to look at her and was met with sympathetic eyes. She was smiling at him. She knew that this seed of doubt had been planted in him and she knew him. He'd go to Mychaela eventually.
"It is ok, Castiel. Go do things for God. See where that gets you." She said to him as he decided that this was the best time to leave.
"Goodbye, Sabriel."
Author's Note:
So what did ya think? I apologize for the shortness of this but it is just to introduce you to my story. Please let me know what you thought and let me tell you who I imagine each of my characters as.
Mychaela "Mykie" Blackheart portrayed by Jaimie Alexander
Johnny Blackheart portrayed by Stephen Amell
Ripley Blackheart portrayed by Astrid Berges Frisbey
Janie Blackheart/Sabriel portrayed by Kate Beckinsale
Obviously, if you picture different people, go right ahead.
But again thank you for taking the time to check out my story, I hope you liked it and I will see you soon.