Rise of the Nephilim

by ShotgunRain

The final installment of the Nephilim trilogy. Avi is back with the Winchester brothers after 4 years of being gone. Everything is back to normal, or is it? Was it Avi who came back? Or something else? Sequel to the much loved Return of the Nephilim. ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE.

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. All rights go to their respective owners.

Hey guys I'm still here. Sorry for not posting for a while, life got in the way. But here I am.

Ask and you guys shall receive. The third installment in the Nephilim trilogy. So without further ado, I present to you, Rise of the Nephilim

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Flashes. Glimpses of another life. I see a girl who looks like me, but isn't me fight alongside dad. Dad holding her body on the ground of a warehouse as the light leaves her eyes. . Two figures visit often. One small and one large. No faces, just figures. Screaming figures, crying for help. For vengeance. For justice. For Peace. Always just beyond reach. So close, yet so far. If I could only stretch my arm more. Yet no matter what I do, they lay just beyond reach. Just out of grasp. "Help us Hessidiah." they cry. "You promised we would be safe." "You promised. You. Promised." I try to respond to them, but something has my mouth sewn shut. I can do nothing but lay there, listening to the screams, trying to ignore the visions.

"Avi. Please wake up. I already lost you twice, I can't lose you again."

"Avi if you can hear me, please wake up. Please."

"Why god? Why must you do this?"

"Dean there is nothing wrong with her. She should've woken up by now."

I hear the pained words of the Winchesters and Dad. What do they mean wake up? What is going on?

"Hello Avriel." a short bearded man emerges into my view. "The nephilim to fulfill prophecies. Might I say, you did a fantastic one with that last one. I should know. I wrote your prophecy. I'm the only one in heaven who knows the prophecies inside out. Like the back of my hand." he holds up a hand to illustrate his point. I try to speak, but yet again my mouth is sewn closed.

"Don't try and speak little Nephilim. You will be able to soon enough. Don't worry, everything will be just fine." he walks over to me and rests a hand on my head. I am surrounded by darkness.

"Help." I croak out. "Someone help."

"Avi? Avi can you hear me?" I hear Dean's voice above me.

"Dean. Help." Someone grasps my hand.

"I'm right here Avi. Avi wake up please." What does he mean wake up? I am awake. I've been awake for what seems like eternity.

"Avi. If you can hear me, squeeze my hand." I give Dean's hand a small, weak squeeze.

"Ok I can work with this. You can hear me. Avi please open your eyes." I squeeze my eyes shut and try to pry them open. I succeed in cracking one open. Once I get that crack, it seems like the thing holding my eyes shut goes away and my eyes fly open. I am in an unfamiliar place. The only familiar thing I see is Dean's worried face watching me. He makes eye contact with me and a small smile breaks out on his face. He gives a small laugh.

"Avi. You're alive. Oh god Avi." he leans down and embraces me in a hug, lifting me off the bed. I smile.

"We thought we lost you. I thought I failed you." he said, pulling away from the hug. I sit up and look at him confused. My curiosity gets the better of me and I ask.

"Where am I?" Dean lifts an eyebrow, then seems to remember that I've been gone the last little while. He smiles again. He spreads his arms wide.

"Welcome to the Batcave Avi."