Note: Also, I think I somewhat have the timeline of the Lucifer Series right.
I believe that the half of Season 2 is the year 2017, half of Season 3 is the year 2018, Season 4 is in 2019.
Darkness...
Empty...
Alone...
There was nothing here...Just nothing...
Then a light appeared.
Except...it wasn't the normal light of the sun or white & there were two, looking like eyes...
It was red...almost like the devil's-
"Alastor Lavender Dain, wake up! You'll be late to hang out with your friends! It's already 3:40 p.m.!" A woman's voice shouted from outside a door.
The girl, Alastor, woke up from her desk & immediately snapped her head up from her arms. Only to result in bumping her head from her bed above her.
"OW!" Alastor yelped, dropping her head & rubbing it with her hands.
Meet Alastor Lavender Dain.
A 14-year old Mexican girl. She lived with her aunt Beth, her deceased mother's sister, & has been with her for 9 years. Alastor stood at 154 cm (5'1 ft) & has lovely brown skin, accompanied by equally beautiful dark brown eyes. She also has thick black, semi-round glass & has dark freckles that goes under her eyes & over her nose. Alastor appeared to have a sort of baby-fat face that makes her look younger than she should, the height doesn't help much for her age, not to mention how she looked smaller to other girls her age. Not just that, but Alastor was sometimes mistaken for a boy in her youth, even teenage years because of her semi-short hair and her flat chested breasts. She wore a black women's sleeveless no iron shirt, black jeans & grey vans.
Alastor was currently taking a nap after doing her chores & homework for the day. You see, Alastor has been homeschool since she was 6 years old & by her aunt, on occasions, her grandparents & godfather as well.
Alastor's bedroom was not that much big, but it had enough space for a mid-long drawer. She also had an old, brown wooden loft bed with a matching desk underneath. Her desk only contained papers, pencils, colorful pens, notebooks, sticky-notes, & her black laptop. She also had a charging station implanted into the pillar that held up her bed, mainly using it for her laptop & her busted, flip-phone. Her bed only had two pillows, a big whit blanket with matching sheets & one stuffed animal; a pink bunny that her mom gave her for the last time.
But, enough of her bedroom...let's see what she's up to...
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LUCIFER
(Enter theme Music)
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(Alastor's POV)
(Owww...Not how I wanted to wake up!) I think, pouting & rubbing my head still.
I pushed my chair back & stretched out my arms, closed my eyes, & yawned a bit. I'm not that surprised I was sleeping on my desk. I had the tendency to stay up late & work, drawing, or sewing some patches onto my somewhat ripped-hole clothes.
I then snapped my eyes open & quickly pushed myself fully from my desk. I forgot that I was supposed to hang out with Carlos & Nevaeh!
I raced over to my dresser & tip-toed a bit to the top & grabbed my brown, bruised up wallet with a smile on my face. Today, me & my friends, well two actually, are going down to more into the city of L.A.! My aunt Beth rarely lets me go there, even with friends, but that's because she finds it dangerous there, especially for me. I don't really blame her, she just does what she can to protect me after...
I shook my head, not wanting to remember that event exactly, instead I made sure my shirt was adjusted, grabbed my favorite purple sweater, & exited my room & make my way down the stairs. As I did, my aunt already caught the side of me.
"Well look who's up! I was wondering when you get down here, your friends are waiting for you." Aunt Beth said, her voice was filled with enthusiasm.
I smiled & blushed a bit, kind of embarrassed that I took a long nap & almost forgot I was hanging out with my friends. I looked back at my aunt & trust me when I say, we don't look alike at all.
She was only 165 cm (5'5 ft), but she looked hot! She had gorgeous olive-skin, but with a bit of tan skin, mid-way long brunette colored hair, & she had these beautiful pairs of unique eyes; a green color on the left eye & a brown color on the right eye. She also had a slim figure & I swear on mi abuelos, she looks like a freakin' model! *Ahem* Anyway, she was dressed with a white short-sleeved shirt & jean shorts, which were um...short.
A coughed internally at my aunts usually shorty-short shorts, only to be aware when he rubs the top of my head affectionately.
"Alright sweetie, you go & have fun. But not too much fun." My aunt said teasingly & a bit of protectiveness.
I smiled & just nodded my head, before kissing her cheek & walking towards the door. Just as I stepped outside & I turned around to lock the door, I felt a pair of slightly muscular arms wrap around me & lift me up.
"Ekk!" I squealed from the unexpected lift.
"Haha! I almost forgot that cute sound you make when you get scared." A familiar male voice chuckled, before putting me back down.
I turned around immediately & crossed my arms as I pouted at the familiar male. "That was not funny, Carlos! You almost gave me a heart attack!" I say as I was still pouting.
I then felt a pinch at my cheeks; "Awww, Carlos don't tease her. You know she's always cute, especially when she pouts like this!" A familiar female voice said as she continued to pinch my cheeks.
I shook my head a bit, determined to get the familiar soft hands off of my cheeks. As if sensing, which she does, I felt the hands remove from my cheeks as I rubbed them. I slightly glared up at these two, the boy on my left & the girl on my right, who were just smirking at me & who happened to be my only friends, only.
The boy to my left is Carlos Montoya, a 14 year-old & the first boy I've ever been able to have a conversation with. He stood around the same height as my aunt, 168 cm (5'6 ft), also having the same skin color as my aunt, & was fairly muscular for his age. He has curly, dark brown hair & light brown eyes. He was wearing his usual black leather jacket, white short-sleeved shirt, black pants, & grey sneakers.
While the girl to my right was the first friend I've ever had, her name is Neveah Rodriguez & who is also 14 years old. She stood at 165 cm (5'5 ft). Neveah has dark brown hair that was long with side-swept bangs & long wavy, slightly straight, hair that reached just about to her shoulders. She wore a blue, short shirt that had the words, I'm the Best, written on it & she had black shorts that barely reached her knees with matching black slip-on shoes.
I pushed my glass up as I still pouted at the both of them. They both started laughing at my pout;
"Y-You should s-see your face!" Carlos struggled to say as he laughed.
"*Giggles* He's right!" Neveah says as she giggles a bit.
Seeing this causes me to giggle with her. After a good few minutes of laughing & giggling, both of them swung their arms over my shoulders & started to make us walk with them to Carlos's moms car, which she was in.
"So, are you excited to see the City of Angels?!" Carlos says, obviously excited & waited eagerly for my answer.
I nodded; "Yeah!" I said, internally giggling in excitement.
This is gonna be a fun day!
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This place is HUGE!
I couldn't help, but squeal in joy as I spun myself in circles as I absorbed everything & everyone around me.
I see different buildings, people, & cars all around me. I felt so happy! It took us an hour to get here, but so worth it. Carlos's mom dropped us off near an outside mall & told us that she'd pick us up around 10:15 p.m., which my aunt thankfully approved of, & told us to be careful.
Currently, I've been staring & aweing at stuff for the past 2 hours, until I felt a hand tug on my arm & pull me away, I barely acknowledged it.
"Ok, ok! I get it, you're excited. Let's just get something to eat & drink, before we continue looking around. All this looking around is making me hungry!" Carlos complained, using his other hand to dramatically rub his belly while he pulled me.
Neveah playfully slapped his arm & chuckled; "You're always hungry, but for once you're right. Come on, Alastor, we can get McDonalds & Starbucks." Neveah says as he grabs my hand instead & quickly walks forward.
"Yeah-Hey!" Carlos says as he jogs to catch up with us; "The hell you mean 'For once.', Neveah!" Carlos questions from behind us.
Neveah & I only giggled, only stopping as we reached a McDonalds. Carlos finally reached us & pointed out that a Starbucks was only a few buildings down from the McDonalds & that he would get our drinks as we ordered our food, which me & Neveah agreed with. Neveah took all of our usual orders, since I was social-anxiety to people. It only took a couple of minutes & our food arrived on a platter. As we took our platter, we saw that Carlos already got us a table & our drinks. Neveah put down our food; A Mcdouble burger for Carlos, a cheese burger with fries for Neveah, & French fries with chicken nuggets for me. Along with our drinks; A Vanilla bean crème Frappuccino for Carlos, a Strawberry Frappuccino for Neveah, & a Caramel Frappuccino for me.
"Ahhh, I've been waiting to eat you." Carlos said dramatically to his Mcdouble burger.
This caused me to giggle & Neveah to roll her eyes, but obvious affection in them.
As we were eating, Carlos told us one of his, kind of, awful jokes which caused two usual reactions from us; A giggle & smile on my face, while Neveah shook her head & mumbled under her breath;
"Why are we friends with you again...?" Neveah mumbled, her hand over her eyes.
I saw Carlos rolled his eyes & I closed my eyes as I savored the saltiness of my fries.
"Well, why don't you-" I heard Carlos retort, but cut himself off.
I was confused, until I felt a cool liquid substance land on top of my hair & nearly drench me. I spit out the liquid, which happened to be water, & took off my glasses & began cleaning them with the bottom of my shirt. As I did, I heard the voice that I've been annoyed & afraid to hear;
"Well, well, well~ If it isn't the two weirdos & the devil-freak!" A taunting voice said.
"Ugh! It's you..." I heard Neveah's voice with a very familiar venomous tone she only used on only a few people.
I finished cleaning my glasses & hesitantly glanced up, knowing exactly who I'd be looking at. I hoped that my fears weren't true. But, I was disappointed to see her, Regina Sutton. She's Neveah height, 165 cm (5'5 ft), & she was our age. She has dirty blonde hair, greenish-blue eyes & has white skin. She wore a white crop-top, dark blue jeans, & red, slightly, high-heel shoes.
I saw that she had an empty plastic cup, which I guess was filled with water, & immediately knew she dumped that water on me & I very slightly grimaced. She's been taunting, bullying, & making fun of me ever since I moved with my aunt. Especially, when she threw the 'devil' insult at me.
"What do you want, Regina? I don't remember seeing a broom store near here or your yellow brick road." Neveah said tauntingly, with Carlos laughing a bit.
We've, especially Neveah & Carlos, would refer to Regina as the "Wickedly Witch of the West".
Regina only smiled sarcastically, not bothering to acknowledge the insult, & gestured her hand to a fashion shop across from us.
"Well, I was heading to that absolutely gorgeous shop that has the best fashion," Regina says as she leans over me; "You do know real fashion...right, Alastor?~" She said to me tauntingly, while looking at me up & down.
I slightly lowered myself at my seat, wanting it to swallow me whole. I never like it when people, especially her, would judge on my choice of clothing. It wasn't my fault that I liked wearing sweaters all the time.
Regina lifted herself up & turned to walk away, before looking back at me; "See you around...devil-freak!" She taunted with a smirk & turned away again.
I flinched at the insult & looked down at the table, trying to hide the hurt in my eyes. I looked back up to see Regina walk away & I shot my hand out & gently grabbed Neveah's arm, knowing that she'll try & beat up Regina for insulting me, & saw her turn her gaze to me, knowing that I had a pleading look on my face.
Neveah only sighed slowly & watched Regina walk away. As I made sure that Neveah was calm, I removed my hand & grabbed our tray of scraps of food & headed towards the trash can with Carlos & Neveah following me. I threw it away & we started to walk away in silence, not feeling to talk.
After an hour & a half of silence while walking, Neveah abruptly stopped & turned to me.
"You know that's not true right...you are not a freak..." Neveah says slowly, a slight look of sadness displayed on her face.
I partly nodded, before taking out the only piece of jewelry I wear, it was a necklace. But not any sort of necklace...it belonged to my mom &...dad. I looked at the silver coin & slightly turned it from side to side, it had strange writing on one side & the other had a goats' head on it. My mom gave this to me when I was born, saying that it was a good luck charm & that it was the one thing my dad had left for her. It's also what made Regina's devil insult slightly hurtful.
Ever since I started wearing it as a necklace, people around the neighborhood, especially Regina, would think I was the child of Satan & that I was a devil. I only felt hurt, because it was like they were insulting my dad. I never hated him for never being there for me or mom, I just...never found a hate for him. As silly as it is, even though I've never met him,...I love him.
I look back up at Neveah with a smile; "I know...I'm glad that I've got a friend like you." I say as I hugged her tightly.
Neveah hugged back with an equal tightness, before I felt another body ambush us & make us fall onto the ground.
"Don't forget me!" Carlos said cheerfully, lighting up the atmosphere.
We all laughed & hugged each other on the ground, not that we really cared. Then Carlos got off of us & spoke as me & Neveah got up from the floor.
"Alright, we promised that we would hangout together, until it's time to go & that's what we're gonna do!" Carlos say with enthusiasm & pumping his right arm into the air.
"Yeah, it's already 8:10 p.m. & we've got at least 2 hours left to be in the city." Neveah said, checking her watch.
I grabbed their hands & looked at them with a determined expression; "Then let's not waste it!" I say as I pull them forward, towards the lights of the city.
I hear them a laugh behind me & walk to my side. I smiled, this is a good day...
(End of Alastor's POV)
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On the far side of the city...
"You're the Lightbringer!" Amenadiel shouted at Lucifer.
"Am I? Am I, indeed?" Lucifer asked almost sarcastically, "'Cause so far, it's just Mum's word against, well reality!" Lucifer said.
Amenadiel was about 188 cm (6'2 ft) & fairly built. He is bald, black skinned & his voice was a powerful sound. He wore a grey shirt, a black leather jacket, dark blue jeans & black leather shoes.
In front of him, a very familiar figure stood there & had himself a drink. Lucifer Morningstar aka the Devil.
Currently, they were having an argument.
Amenadiel nodded his head while biting his lip & looking to the side.
"What if she's wrong, brother?" Lucifer brought up; "She's been acting very odd recently." Lucifer states as he looks at Amenadiel.
Amenadiel looks back at Lucifer, waiting from him to continue.
Lucifer continues; "On edge. This obsession with getting home, it's a bit much, don't you think?" Lucifer ask Amenadiel.
Amenadiel only scoffs as he slowly walks towards Lucifer; "You see, I thought that we all wanted to go back." Amenadiel says as he walks nearly face first into Lucifer.
Lucifer stares back at Amenadiel, before turning away & putting his drink on the bar stand. He turns back around & goes into his suit.
"You know that I don't lie, Brother. So trust me when I say nothing would make me happier than mum getting-" Lucifer was saying, before cut himself off.
Amenadiel watched with an eyebrow raised as to why Lucifer suddenly stopped talking. His eyes widened when he saw Lucifer's expression & that the Flaming Sword wasn't in his hands.
"...Bloody hell..." Lucifer cursed while looking at the inside of his suit.
The Flaming Sword was gone...
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1 Hour Later~
"...& that is how you make your way into one of L.A.'s most popular Night Clubs!" Carlos said as he, Neveah, & Alastor were in a parking garage.
After exploring the city more, Carlos had the 'brilliant' idea to try & sneak into Los Angeles's well known club, Lux.
Obviously they didn't go through the front entrance, even though Carlos & Neveah looked like they could pass as adults, they didn't want to risk getting in trouble with their parents. Especially Alastor, since her aunt can be very fierce.
So instead, they made Alastor, who was obviously against this, watch for people coming over as Neveah & Carlos try to unlock the passcode to enter the garage. After 10 minutes, Carlos & Neveah were close to giving up, until Alastor walked over & popped open the box & worked on the wires. Even though Alastor knew that this was a stupid idea, she couldn't help, but be drawn to this place...like it was calling to her...
After a minute, the box glowed green & a door opened immediately, with Carlos & Neveah's jaws drop a bit, only to shake it off & enter the door with Alastor behind them.
"Oh, shut up! It was Alastor, you idiot." Neveah teased at Carlos.
Alastor barely registered what Neveah said or Carlos trying to defend himself, she only noticed a shining object by a car with it's back window shattered & it's pieces scattered around the silver object. Alastor began to make her way, slowly, towards the silver object, not noticing that Carlos & Neveah cease their argument & began to follow behind her.
As Alastor stopped just an inch away from the object, she saw that it was a sort of knife. It had a silver-goldish color around the handle with a sort of angel wings perched on the sides.
"The hell is a knife doing down here...?" Carlos whispered to himself.
Alastor then bent down on her knees & kept looking at the object, then reached her hand towards it. Just as she picked it up, she felt a weird surge of power & temptation at just the touch of the blade & felt her mind being clouded. Alastor rose up, still looking at the knife in curiosity, until just a few seconds, she snapped her eyes & her mind became clear. She shook her head softly & turned back to her friends, who appeared to be in discussion about the knife.
"Maybe it's the owner?" Carlos suggested.
"Why the hell would the owner of a night club want a knife?! That's just crazy!" Neveah argued.
"To be fair, I hear that this guy is into...*Coughs*weird shit." Carlos said, hinting at the truth behind his words.
Neveah just rolled her eyes; "Still, it's just...well, odd! Listen I say that we-" Neveah says, but stopping herself as she looked to her left to where Alastor was at.
Carlos raised an eyebrow & turned to her direction, expecting to see Alastor, but only gained wide eyes & an empty spot.
"...Where did Alastor go...?" Neveah asked quietly.
Alastor just disappeared...
Shit...
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(Alastor's POV)
I don't remember exactly how I managed to sneak into the club & make it to the elevator, but all I know is that I felt the knife guide me. Like it was trying to tell me something...
I scratched my head, my eyes closed & the knife dangling in my right hand, trying to make clear of what was happening. But, I couldn't think of a reasonable explanation.
(This is irritating...) I think, as I felt a headache coming on.
Just as I was about to give in, I heard the 'ding!' sound of the elevator. I opened my eyes, realizing that the elevator reached its destination & as it opened. what I saw, made me blush like a cherry.
I saw three adults in there & they looked like freakin' GIANTS!
On the left was a black man & he was about 188 cm (6'2 ft) & fairly built. He is bald, but his face had a black circled beard. Not only that, but he had this look of authority & maturity. He wore a grey shirt, a black leather jacket, dark blue jeans & black leather shoes.
On the right, there was a very beautiful woman. She looked around 180 cm (5'11 ft), with a very slim frame. She has white skin, dirty blonde hair, & piercing blue eyes. She wore a dark-blue lace dress, a black wrist-band on her left arm, & black heels. She seemed to have this imitating aura around her.
But, when I looked at the man in the middle, I felt...weird. He was at a height of 190 cm (6'3 ft), & saw that he had jet black hair, like mine. I only saw his back, but I knew he was wearing a black tux & a white button-up shirt underneath it, based on the cuffs on his wrist, along with the black leather shoes matching the outfit.
After I observed them, I realized that none of them hear the ding from the elevator, thus meaning that they don't notice my presence. I only watched them, kind of feeling scared to say anything, but what I heard them say not only made confused, it made me realize who owned the knife;
"-for the last time. I don't know where the blade could be, Brother!" A British voiced man shouted at the black man.
I saw the black man glare at the British man; "Well unless we find the blade, we'll have another murdering spree!" The black man shouted.
I felt my jaw drop & look down at the knife- or well, blade. I can't believe I'm holding something that murder people. I felt the urge to want to get rid of it & I turned back to the three adults, I closed my eyes & whilst loudly.
I soon heard no one talking & I opened one of my eyes to see all three adults, but when I connected to the man in the middle's eyes, my other eye snapped open & I felt a weird tingle going through my body. He had a model-like face & dark brown eyes...like me...
I saw that the man was staring at me as well with...a shocked look in his eyes & I saw his eyes widen as he stared down at my hand. I looked down at my right hand & realized that I still held the knif- I mean, blade in my hands. I felt a rush of embarrassment go through my body & held my hand out to the adults.
"I-I found this in y-your garage! I w-wanted to return this to you." I stuttered as I was grateful that my hair covered my eyes. I felt too much anxiety from looking at them.
Although, I peeked through my hair & saw...shocked expression?
I raised my eyebrow from behind my hair. Why were they shocked that I'm giving them back their blade back to them.
I waited about 2 minutes, feeling my anxiety grow more, before the black man came forward & grabbed the blade from my, slightly shaken, hand. I internally breathed a sigh of relief & I looked up a bit & saw that he was looking at me; the shocked look on his face still displayed, but calmer & a grateful look on his face.
"Yes...thank you. We were worried about this..." The black man said. I could tell that he felt awkward about the situation.
There was an awkward pause for solid minute, until I broke it;
"Well, if that's it, I'll be going! Bye!" I said, wanting to get out of this situation.
I turned around, hearing a murmur of a 'bye', & immediately pressed the lobby floor button. I leaned against the back of the elevator & looked forward, only to see that the same British man was still looking at me. I only stared back.
The elevator doors blocked our sight of each other.
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I don't remember how I got out of the club & not got caught or how my friends found me, or even the drive home. My mind was in a haze, but it wasn't like with the blade, it was...like a memory I could reach, but not quite hold...
I somewhat remember the arrival at my house & my friends saying goodnight, telling my aunt that I felt tired & heading up to the shower. I only stayed there for 5 minutes...
I walked out & looked down stairs to see that the kitchen light was on.
(I guess she went to bed too...) I think as I imagine my aunt in bed & as I walked into my room.
I closed the door gently, throwing my dirty clothes in the basket, & put my hair in a low-ponytail. I walked over to my bed. climbed the ladder & lay down, not bothering to get under the covers nor removing my glasses. I put my hands behind my head & stared at the ceiling, thinking about today & that...strange man...
(Why...why was he so familiar...?) I think, as an image of him pops into my mind.
I felt my eyes dropping & I just laid on my side, tucking my left hand under my pillow & my right hand grabbing my necklace, holding it gently.
I fell asleep in only a minute, thinking of the man. I furrowed my eyebrows. I swear...I felt my hand grip tightly on my necklace...
(End of Alastor's POV)
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Later that Night~
Amenadiel sat on the sofa, staring quietly at his hands. But, he then turned his head towards his younger brother, a frown display on his lips.
He saw exactly how Lucifer activated the Flaming sword. He didn't think his brother's pain would do it, but that wasn't the only thing bothering him...
Amenadiel stood up & kept looking at Lucifer, whose back was towards him, & saw a drink in his hand. Ever since that strange human girl came & returned to them the Flaming Sword, shocking them as she appeared to be not at all affected by the sword's power, but Lucifer just stared at her the whole time...Just staring, as if...he knew her...
Amenadiel appeared to be waiting to discussed the issue, until Lucifer spoke;
"Brother...when was the last time I visited Earth...?" Lucifer asked quietly.
Amenadiel furrowed his eyebrows, wondering what Lucifer was thinking. He watched as Lucifer still had his back to him, waiting for an answer.
Amenadiel sighed; "About 14 years ago, Luci. What does this have to do with-" Amenadiel was about to ask, but was cut off.
Lucifer spun around, a look of shock & a bit of...fear? Amenadiel looked more closely at his brother, there were probably only two people in this entire world that scared Lucifer & one of them left a while ago.
"You know how I had sex with a woman the night before I left..." Lucifer said slowly, almost...hesitantly.
Amenadiel nodded, while internally groaning at his brother's known sex addiction.
"...Well, that event happened to be exactly 14 years ago...which also happens to be the age of the young girl..." Lucifer said, before pausing.
Amenadiel was so close to demanding what Lucifer was hesitating about. But, what he heard next made him stop himself & almost faint.
"That girl looks almost exactly like that woman...which may mean...that girl might be my own child, my own Nephilim..."
Ohhh~
Lucifer is catching on!
I hope you enjoyed this chapter & hear is a bit of info for who plays the Oc's I've created;
Mila Kunis: Aunt Beth Dain
Selena Gomez: Neveah Rodriguez
Jake t. Austin: Carlos Montoya
Josephine Langford: Regina Sutton
Also, I wanted to give you guys a voice for my Oc. I tried to find a somewhat look-a-like for my Oc in real life, but got nothing. So I settled for one of the voice actors that I love & that I felt would fit Alastor perfectly.
Cherami Leigh: Alastor's voice
(If you don't know her & if you've seen Fairy tail, she plays the English dub of Lucy Heartfilia. If you've never watched Fairy Tail, then just search her up & her voice, you'll know what she sounds like.)
I hope you guys don't think I'm plagiarizing, because I'm not.
It's just different with live action characters, I hope you guys like these choices.
And know that if you don't like Alastor's voice, you could just use your imagination on how she may sound.
Additional, for those of you that don't know what Nephilim means, read here:
Nephilim: A Nephilim is a hybrid creature conceived by an angel and a human. The offspring contains a mixture of human soul and angelic grace as a source of power, inherited from both parents.