I love making you believe
What you get is what you see
But I'm so fake happy
I feel so fake happy
And I bet everybody here
Is just as insincere
We're all so fake happy
And I know fake happy

-Fake Happy; by Paramore

Life as a cambion was incredibly difficult. There were very specific, very strict, rules to abide by. If, by any reason, those rules were broken, then some form of punishment would ensue. Remi had to live, breathe, and embody that way of life. Existing in a world that would happily see her dead than anything else, the teen had to understand she needed to keep herself a secret from the world around her. In the years since she realized her true heritage, she had to come to terms with the consequences of outing herself in any way.

The demons that came in and out of Remi's life made those points very clear. Cambions weren't supposed to exist; they weren't supposed to have any place in the world, supernatural or human. But Remi's existence was different when compared to other half-bloods. She had a special purpose, one she still didn't know about. It was frustrating, being told she had a certain level of importance, but not being told the whole story.

"Your father made it very clear you needed preparation." Pretty much all of Remi's demonic caregivers gave her that line. "Preparation", in their minds and in her father's mind, meant honing her abilities. The powers a half-demon inherited depended on the demonic parent; just like a Nephilim's power depended on their angelic parent. In Remi's case, her father must've been a very powerful demon. It'd make sense. Black eyed demons had lower tier abilities; the higher up a demon was in the hierarchy, the more intense their abilities seemed to be.

The few times Remi saw her father, she understood that he was different than the others. He didn't have the same black eyes as her caregivers. His were piercing, almost maniacal. It was. . .horrifying. But Remi knew better than to let her emotions show every time he came around. Hiding her true feelings was important. He wouldn't allow weakness in his growing faction. Weakness would lead to the downfall of everything. And if something like that were to happen. . .well, it'd be Hell for anyone in close proximity.

That was another thing that was taught early on. If Remi's father was angry enough, then he'd lash it out on anyone and everyone in his line of sight. In his eyes, he spent too much time planning and laying out the necessary steps. He'd done so much for his kind, that any wrong turn, any failure, no matter how small, would anger him. It was frightening. Remi had to learn how to succeed, to be the good little follower her father needed. When she had been younger, she had been easier to control, easier to manipulate. As a preteen, she proved to be somewhat difficult, but she was still under her father's command. Remi's teenage years proved to be the most difficult. She had grown stubborn, combative. She didn't want to listen to anyone if she could help it; she'd do whatever it took to be as hardheaded as possible.

Until one day.

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"What?" Remi's brows furrowed in confusion. Her father had appeared for the first time in eighteen months, his piercing eyes looking at her intently. There was a slight smirk on his face, his arms folded over his chest. "A. . .mission?" Remi asked.

"Yes," he said. "It's a very important mission."

"I don't understand. I thought I wasn't ready to go out and. . ." Remi's mouth shut the second she saw her father's hand come up. He was silencing her.

"Think of this as. . .an initiation." His smirk widened, his hand lowered. "If you're successful, then I'll know you're ready. If you fail, then you'll have to be punished."

Swallowing thickly, Remi nodded. "What do I have to do?" she asked. While she had no problem giving the other demons a hard time, she knew better than to talk back or lash out against her father. Remi would have to be on some kind of suicide mission to think that would be acceptable.

"Your siblings are watching over the other children for me," he said, "but I have one in particular that I've had my eye on."

"Okay. . ."

"There's one residing in California; he's attending university there. All I want you to do is keep an eye on him. Make sure he doesn't do anything too stupid."

"What makes him so different than the others?" Remi asked.

"His background. He used to be a hunter, but he thought he could leave the life. You know how that goes — how tragic it can be."

Nodding, Remi looked down for a moment. She had to think over what she was being told. Her father was attempting to initiate her, for some unknown reason. If she did well, then she'd be able to move forward with her father. If she failed. . .But none of it seemed to make any sense. She still didn't have a clue about her father's true intentions, and it left her more confused than anything. His desire to give blood to human babies, to watch over them for God knows how long — nothing about his plans seemed to click with her.

"If you pass this initiation, Remi," he stated, "then I'll reveal my plans to you. I know I've kept you in the dark, but it was for your own protection."

"You'll only tell me if I do well?" she asked.

"Only if you succeed."

"Fine," Remi said. "I'll watch over him."

"Try and befriend him. From what I've been told, though, he has a girlfriend. But human males are so fragile. . .they can break when given the right opportunities."

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Sam thoroughly enjoyed college life. It was so different than his childhood, much more positive. He'd finally get the steady education he craved for, the chance at an "apple pie life", as Dean would put it. No more monsters, no more moving around or anything connected to the supernatural. Sam had a chance to live the life he always wanted. Sure, he'd think about his old life, and sometimes he'd feel a bit guilty for leaving how he did; but at the same time, he wasn't willing to lay down his life because of his father's obsessions. Sam had goals, he had ambitions, none of which involved hunting.

But, at the same time, he hoped his future would have involved Dean. The two grew up close, having an almost unbreakable bond. At least, until Stanford got involved. Then everything in the Winchester family seemed to fall apart. Dean went off to continue hunting with their father; Sam chose an education and a future as a lawyer. He was also given the chance to have a nice, stable relationship with a girl. Jess had been his only steady relationship; the one that didn't end in constant heartbreak or a one-night stand. That was also a definite plus from leaving the hunting life. No more nameless girls in crappy motel rooms. Now, Sam himself never considered himself a heartbreaker, only because he'd never had the chance to have a real girlfriend before. But he heard enough from Dean to know the truth — hunters never settled down, that's why nameless girls were brought in. Jess, for Sam, was exactly what he needed to prove his brother wrong. He didn't need one girl for one night in order to be content; he needed someone who was devoted, consistent, and supportive.

That was probably why Sam was so at odds with Dean and their father. He didn't like the moving, he didn't like the hunting or the killing — he wanted stability, he wanted the opportunity to have the life that was stolen from him. His father was obsessed with finding the creature that killed the mother of his children; Dean was content with doing what he'd been taught to do, following orders and being a good, little soldier.

Thankfully, life was full of surprises. And it seemed as though more of them were turning out to be good for Sam. He felt as though nothing could ever go wrong for him anymore.

(A/N):

Hey, everybody! I know it's been too long since this chapter was posted, but here it is! I'd like to apologize for not having it up sooner, I got sidetracked by other things. Hopefully you guys enjoy it, though.

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