It's three in the morning when Kevin Tran starts writing.
He just get up from bed, takes place at his desk, and scribbles down symbols one human soul wouldn't understand. Hell, he himself doesn't even understand what he's writing down. All he knows is that not writing it down doesn't seem like a good idea. He just literally can't stop.
The symbols go on and on, forming by a single twist and turn from the pen in his hand, and eventually he finishes, sitting back in his chair at the library in the Bunker.
How did he even get there?
Kevin gets ready to head back to bed, blaming his sudden appearance in the library as another strange Prophet-thing, and he knows he shouldn't question it too hard. As soon as he's at the door, a figure appears in front of him. It's a girl, about his age, with long black curls and serious brown eyes.
"How did you-?" he asks, but the girl holds up her hand to quiet him. Kevin closes his mouth, intrigued by her bluntness.
"Dean Winchester and the Angel Castiel, where do I find them?" she asks, making a lollipop appear from her pocket and putting it in her mouth. So, okay, she might have looked terrifying for a moment, but now Kevin's heart slows its beating again and he smiles at the girl.
"Who wants to know?" Kevin asks, unknowingly putting up a flirting tone, not even remembering that he needs to question how she even got in when the whole place is into lockdown. He figures it's just a dream, because pretty girls don't just appear out of nowhere. This must be one of those strange fantasies of his, though this one might literally be the strangest of them all.
"That's for me to know and for you to not know," she says, sounding literally disinterested. Kevin then shrugs.
"They've been on their honeymoon for about a month now," Kevin explains. "Not sure where they are or when they'll even return."
The girl looks him straight in the eye, raising an eyebrow and eventually pulling the lollypop out of her mouth. Man, that was disturbingly hot.
"I see," she says. Then she walks to the table where Kevin has left the notes he just wrote down, and picks them up, studying them. "I must take the prophecy home now, but I need to find the two soon," she then adds.
"Why?" Kevin asks.
"Because it's about them after all," the girl says, putting the lollypop back into her mouth and folding the piece of papers, winking at Kevin and then eventually disappearing. Like literally, one moment she's there, the other Kevin's looking at air.
He just shrugs it off as one of the strangest vivid dreams he's ever had and returns to bed.
On the sixth day of the seventh month, a child, born of an Angel and a Righteous soul, shall bring peace to all the realms, becoming the new ruler of them all. Alongside both parents, they shall maintain order to the worlds, and when the time is right, it is this child that shall become the new deity the human race shall worship. So is God's will, and so it shall be.