"What do you think their deal was?" Sam finally asked. He shifted in the passenger seat of the Impala.
"Those chicks?" Dean clarified.
"Yeah. What did they mean, they were going to do something with the blood?"
"I dunno man. Maybe-"
Castiel spoke up from the back seat. "Who are you talking about?"
Sam glanced behind him at the angel. "Uh, these two girls we were helping before. Zachariah had taken away one of their mouths."
"What were their names?" He demanded.
"Dean?" Sam looked to him for help.
"Alexz and Jae, I think." He replied.
Castiel stiffened. "You helped them?"
Dean peered at him in the rearview mirror. "Yeah. You know 'em?"
He nodded. "They're central players in the war. Both sides have decided they're far too dangerous, and orders are to kill them on sight, if possible. Of course, it's not possible at all, the older sister is far too powerful, and she's trained the younger one, Alexz well."
"That doesn't make any sense. If Jae is that powerful, wouldn't they each be fighting to have them on their team?" Sam frowned in bewilderment.
"She's...Not quite human." Castiel admitted. "Jae. She's trustworthy in a way, but she's more powerful than most angels, or demons."
"What is she?" Dean growled.
"It's not my story to tell. Her sister is slightly more human, if that's any comfort to you."
"Not really. We're trying not to rely on monsters in the future."
"Cas." Sam spoke up. "Is she a threat?"
"Not to you." He replied.
*************
"Jaeden." Castiel sighed into the phone. "It's time to finally be honest with them. You should have told them years ago, when their father first died. Sam and Dean need protection now we know the colt doesn't work. You owe it to them."
The girl on the other end of the line was silent for a moment. "The only thing I owe anyone is the dollar I bet Alexz that I would win our staring contest."
"This is not a joke! This is a war of biblical proportions." He snapped.
"I'm shocked. I thought the last few months were just an elaborate April fools joke."
"I'm in Pittsburgh. Meet me there, or I will find you." He informed Jae.
"Oh yeah? And how are you gonna-"
The angel hung up.
*************
"I just think it would be a good idea to stop at McDonald's."
Dean raised his eyebrows. "Okay Cas, why do you suddenly want to stop at McDonald's?"
The angel coughed. "Don't question my motives. McDonald's is a fine place to eat."
Sam and Dean exchanged glances. "Right..." Sam murmured.
As they walked into the restaurant, Castiel immediately pulled the brothers over to a table in the corner. "Jae, tell them the truth." It was an order. The two sisters sitting at the table smiled sweetly at them.
"What on earth do you mean?" Asked Alexz with a mockingly surprised expression. Her blue eyes twinkled merrily.
"No. Alexz, it's okay. I'm ready to admit the truth." Everyone looked expectantly at the older sister, who's smirk grew into a full-blown grin. "I'm...Not a natural blonde. Alexz is though!" She winked at them.
Sam was trying to decide if her eyes were blue or green as he spoke. "What are you doing here?"
Jae snickered. "Don't blame me, Angel-boy invited us."
"Forcefully." Her sister agreed.
"In a threatening tone." The fake blonde shot back.
Castiel stood there silently.
Sam finally decided her eyes were mint green. "Why?"
"I'm a Nephilim." She admitted.
"A what?" Dean demanded.
"Dean, they're legendary. The Nephilim are half angel, half human. They were created to rule humans, a crossbreed that would have the strengths of both races. I'm shocked to hear they're still around actually, I mean I would have thought they would have died out, or the blood would be too diluted to do anything." Sam explained.
"Yeah, 'There were giants in the earth in those days; and also after that, when the sons of God came in unto the daughters of men, and they bare children to them, the same became mighty men which were of old, men of renown.' Genesis 6:4." Jae quoted. "Another word for Nephilim is "bene Elohim" meaning "Sons of God". In the Bible, the Nephilim were the children born from the "daughters of men" and the "Sons of God" meaning they were a crossbreed between human girls and Angels."
"But Jaeden isn't the same as the other Nephilim." Castiel pointed out.
She glared at the angel. "Thank you for explaining that so fully." She growled through clenched teeth. Castiel attempted to act like he wasn't rattled by her threatening tone.
"Jae." His voice held an unspoken warning.
She smirked, ignoring an obviously confused Sam and Dean.
Alexz meanwhile was brushing her fingertips back and forth across her temples. "Jae." She murmured. "Phone's for you. It's Leo, he wants us to come home and pick up some Chinese food on the way. Nobody went grocery shopping."
Just then, her phone rang.
Dean looked, if possible, even more surprised. "Guns n Roses?"
Castiel glanced at him. "No, it's her phone making that noise."
Sam chuckled. "No Cas, Guns n Roses is a-"
"Would you shut up? The reception's bad enough as is." She snickered and muttered to herself. "As if my favorite psychic hadn't already told me the whole conversation." She spoke louder into the phone. "Nah, I don't mind." She paused, pressing the earpiece into her ear. "Sure, but I'm ordering. I'll deal with the rest when I get there." She snapped the phone shut, and looked at the angel a few feet away from her. "I'll see you around, eh? You always know where to find me." She got to her feet.
"Bye guys!" Alexz smiled at them. "Cas, don't be mad at me or Jae. Nobody can blame us for not completely trusting guys we barely know, even if I can read their minds." Still smiling, she followed her sister out of the fast food joint.
Sam looked shaken. "Cas, what the hell was that? What were they talking about?"
Dean joined in. "Yeah, if you ask me, these two chicks are way too mysterious. You seem to know what's going on, so why don't you, uh, enlighten us?"
Castiel was visibly torn between divulging the truth and keeping his promises. Eventually he found his voice. "I can't. They have to be the ones to tell you, not I. It's enough for now that they seem to like you. They are...essential to winning the war."
A group of people stood huddled around a cluster of dead bodies so mangled you couldn't even tell which scattered chunks belonged to the dead men or the dead women. A small toddler's arm reached out towards the toe of one of the men standing near's boot. He kicked at it.
This small group of people observing the grisly scene were a motley bunch; a construction worker still wearing his hardhat and neon vest; a judge, a high school teacher, a soccer mom. The only thing they had in common were their black eyes, devoid of life or emotion.
The object of this murder wasn't any of the victims lying scattered on the pavement. It was the short man clutching a water bottle full of holy water, trying to rub the blood from his eyes. He punched buttons frantically on his cell phone, his shiny bald head glistening with sweat. The moment he had noticed the slaughter, he ran to the other side of a parked car, putting its bulk between him and the demons. Even with this precaution however, this was a small parking lot, and the demons were much too close for comfort.
The construction worker smiled, showing a chipped front tooth. "Oh, how the mighty hunter has fallen." His voice sounded like the gravel his body was used to working with. "Reduced to hiding behind minivans while he watches innocent people die rather than give himself up."
The Asian soccer mom advanced slowly. "Do you know why we came and found you, Rupert? At one point in you life, you exorcized every single one of us. Sent us crawling back to hell." She giggled. "Now it's vengeance time, buddy!"
At last, the sound of the phone ringing was cut off by a female voice at the other end of the line. "Hello?" She sounded a little sleepy.
Rupert trembled with relief. "Jae, help!"
The demons sprang. As one slid over the hood of the car, the dirty parking lot was illuminated by a streak of white lightning, edged with purple and gold. In the spot it struck the ground there was a figure, crouched over the toddler's mangled arm. Her blond hair fluttered in the wind as Jae glanced up at the scene in front of her. She sighed.
"Speak of the devil, and apparently, a crowd of his bitches shall appear." She observed dryly. In one smooth movement she sailed over the blue minivan, breaking one demon's arm and another's nose, to force them to release the bald hunter.
A soft voice caused them all to freeze, and look at Lucifer as he spoke. "Oh no, I'm here Jaeden. Real as can be."
She frowned. "Well there goes all my fun." With a snap of her fingers, white light stabbed into each demon like a sword, killing the demon in a puff of black smoke, as it healed the injuries she had given the meatsuits. She leapt back over the minivan to stand a few feet away from the devil. He watched this little display with a small smile.
"Intimidating. You've grown into your powers well. I wonder if you'll ever be able to give them up." He cocked his head.
She decided to ignore the latter comments. "If you think that's intimidating, stick around for the finale." She looked upwards pointedly.
The air thrummed with electricity, and with a crackling noise like spreading flames, lightning bolt after lightning bolt struck the dirty pavement, each turning into a crouching body as it hit the ground. Each was armed heavily, sporting everything from rifles to flamethrowers, to crossbows to wickedly curved daggers. As one, they straightened and fell back around Jaeden, who was clearly their leader.
"Hey." She said softly, glancing back at them. Her face radiated pride and affection, clearly touched by their loyalty. As if afraid the devil would take advantage of her moment of vulnerability, her head snapped back around to face him, and she lifted her chin defiantly. "You really think you can take on the Nephilim, you evil jackass?"
Without a reply, Lucifer vanished.
Jae breathed a sigh of relief as her warriors relaxed around her. They all knew they weren't ready for a head on fight against Lucifer. He didn't need to know that, however.
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