Author's note: This takes place at the beginning of season 5. Also if it makes you feel better you can say this is an AU fic since it will play with the timeline a bit. This is written almost like a diary from the perspective of my original character which is why some of the writing my seem like a inner narration.

Chapter 1

Winged stranger

When I was young I found myself lost in a hell hole. My mother, who I loved more than anything, had died from cancer when I was twelve. To make matters even more concerning my mother revealed a secret to me on her deathbed. As it turned out I was not the ordinary girl that I thought I was, in fact I'm a Nephilim. An abomination born from the love between an angel and a human; my father had been an angel by the name of Sorriel who swept my mother , Sarah Chase, right off her feet. She explained to me that on the eve of my six month birthday Angels ambushed our home in an attempt to kill us all, but my father shielded my mother and I allowing us to escape as he perished at the hands of his brothers and sisters. I had never known my father so it didn't hit me as hard.

After mother's death I was declared a ward of the state and I won't lie that scared me. I didn't really know what to do or where to go; I had no family and I didn't want to grow up in foster homes either so I did the only sensible thing I could think of, I ran. Looking back on it now I can kinda see just how stupid I really was, but I made it a full two years before an immortal being. At the time I couldn't really explain why it happened but it was the first time I had definitely met a real angel.

It was late one night, I was just sitting on the sidewalk in a town that I didn't really know the name of. I had realized there were a pair of eyes seemingly trained onto me. When I looked up my eyes met another's across the darkened street. The guy was of average height dressed like an accountant with a large trench coat draped over his shoulders. Moments later he started walking up to me and as he approached I could feel this sort of pressure on my insides when I looked up at him though I finally saw it. The man himself was not very impressive but folded behind him were these enormous beautiful black wings. I had never seen such an amazing sight in my life and I was utterly mesmerized. "Hello." This creatures rather fitting raspy voice caught my attention breaking my stare upon his wings. "Hi..." I replied meekly and awkwardly trying not to stare too much at the feathered appendages. "I know what you are, Nephilim..." In a quick moment my heart nearly stopped in fright "Wh...what...?" The look on my face had to convey what I was feeling inside, absolute terror. Several thoughts ran through my mind; honestly I believed I was going to die. The angel must have realized just how alarmed I was "It is alright I am not here to harm you." His voice noticeably became softer "Do you know what I am?"

I wasn't sure how I was able to but I nodded quickly and spoke "You're...an angel..."

The holy being gave a short nod back "That is correct."

"Are you going to kill me?" I asked with a quivering tone even though he had already claimed he wouldn't hurt me. "No, I am here to help you." What he said took me by absolute surprise

"Why?" I prayed I wasn't pushing my luck with this guy. "I have been watching you for several days now." The tension of this situation thickened with that single comment, this angel seemed like a grade-A creeper for watching a kid like that. "And it has come to my understanding that you are merely a child who is homeless."

I thought to myself 'what, did you expect me to go about killing people as I pleased or something?' I wasn't stupid not long after I found out what I was I researched and many sources claimed Nephilims had all been extinguished because of the not so kind things they did. "So how do you plan on helping me?"

"I know some people who would understand what you are and care for you effectively."

"Oh?" Again I was in utter awe of this angel's actions, though he could have been lying but he seemed like someone who wasn't capable of such a thing "And who would that be?" He held out his hand to me "Come, you will meet them shortly." I looked at his hand and understandably hesitated before looking back up at his face "Who are you?" His form seemed to swell with pride and conviction "I am Castiel I am an angel of the Lord."

Something at that moment seemed to click in my head and my small hand found Castiel's resting softly in his palm "My name is Kaitie Chase."

Author's Note: Hey everybody I'm back after so many years of not posting on here at all. Hopefully this new story can get me back in the swing of things. As of now my previous Supernatural fanfiction is no longer relevant and will not become part of this story at all. Honestly it was a pretty bad story anyways. I've been revamping a lot of Oc's these past few years and hopefully for the better. I understand I am not the best writer in the world but hopefully you guys will enjoy this story.