A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's…though I wished I owned the rest…*sighs*
Dean dropped to one knee as he was in the presence of the creator of their race!
"Please forgive me Sire," Dean felt his body trembling. Judas merely chuckled and dropped to the younger vampire's level. He tilted Dean's head upward seeing the fear in his eyes.
"There is no need to be afraid," Judas spoke quietly. "I am not what the stories and legends claim me to be. But there is much we need to talk about. Come let us take a walk."
"But…Brooklyn…" Judas shot up a hand.
"She will be alright here. Lilith will remain behind to ensure she is not disturbed in your absence."
"Mother Lilith is here?" Dean looked around and spotted the blonde haired vampire standing beside the bed. Her gaze was fixed on the sleeping human as a soft smile curled up upon her lips. Dean caught hints of recognition in Lilith's soulful pools and wondered just what was going on.
"You do not have to call me Mother Lilith. The title makes me feel…..old," she flashed a playful smile in Dean's direction. "Besides there are vampires I wish not to claim of my blood for they have shamed the vampire race."
The lighthearted tone dropped to dark and bitter in an instant as Lilith thought of the others and how they ruled over humans and other beings with such arrogance and sense of entitlement. Sure she felt vampires were superior over humans but most justified the enslavement of the former with twisted means.
"Dean we must go now as I have much to explain to you," Judas looked over casting a look of sorrow and elation at Brooklyn. "My daughter's life depends on it."
"Brooklyn's your daughter?" Judas nodded solemnly as they strolled around the old Plaza.
"Yes she is Dean though no one but myself Lilith and now you know her true identity. You see Dean, her mother was a human- Rachel and she was my match in every way."
Dean kept silent as he listened to Judas continue on with his story.
30 years earlier….
Judas had watched the fiery haired human as she did battle against the werewolf. Her movements were fluid and perfect as she dodged and arched her body in avoidance. The steel grey eyes were trained and hardened as the werewolf stood on its back legs and swiped a massive paw downward. The human tucked and rolled seconds before the space she occupied was slashed with five razor sharp claws.
Her heart was pounding hard against her chest threatening to burst free at any moment. The vampire gasped at the close call but smiled as she fisted the stake of silver and crouched low to the ground anticipating the creature's next move. Judas grinned as dodged the next swipe and embedded the stake deep within the creature's chest. It howled in unveiled pain and agony as the human leapt up and kicked the stake deeper still ensuring the beast would suffer further.
"That's for Caleb you bitch," she muttered.
The werewolf howled in one last gasp of air before going cold upon the ground. Judas stepped out from his hiding place startling the human by his unnatural presence. She stood straight, unafraid of the vampire who stood a few feet from her. They didn't speak to one another as they had learned to use their eyes and bodies to communicate. It was more intimate and personal but also there were those who wished to destroy what Judas had with her.
"Judas…." She smiled widely before taking him in her arms.
"Rachel," he inhaled the deep rich scent that was her. He detected vanilla and cinnamon through her soft silken strands making it distinctly his human's.
"Judas," Rachel pulled away, "There's something you need to know."
Judas cupped her face in his hands concerned over her news. "What is it my beloved?"
Rachel didn't speak and instead placed a hand over her smooth toned stomach. A weak smile etched up upon her lips as tears welled in her eyes.
"Are you trying to tell me…." Rachel nodded and covered his hand with hers.
"I'm pregnant," she whispered.
Dean stood stunned as Judas paused. Her mother was human but her father was the creator of the vampire race.
"Where is her mother?" Dean was hesitant to ask but he had to know.
"I wish not to speak of it," Judas said with a heavy heart.
Rachel breathed out through gritted teeth as the next contraction tore through her body. Lilith stood by her friend's side letting the human grip her hand tight as the contractions started getting closer and shorter.
"It's alright Rachel I'm here," Lilith assured her. "Just breathe for me."
The human cried out as sweat plastered her hair to her damp forehead. Beads of sweat poured from her body coating the rest of her body in a slick layer of perspiration. Rachel couldn't hold back and the need to push overpowered her will.
"The baby's coming," she panted through sobs and shrieks of pain. "Where is he Lilith!"
"I don't know Rachel," Lilith had grown worried that Judas was in trouble. He had been attentive and protective of his beloved human and the child growing within for almost the past eight months. The Original One knew if any vampires learned of their child they would surely kill her.
"AHHHHH!" Rachel screamed as her lower body burned like it was on fire. Her legs were spread out as wide as they could but even then if didn't feel like it was enough. Lilith released her hand and rounded to the front as the tiny head started to appear between Rachel's legs. The vampire held a worn blanket up and encouraged Rachel to push.
"Rachel push with everything you have! I can see the head," Lilith had watched enough humans give birth over the centuries and learned a thing or two in the process. She cradled a hand under the neck as the head was clear of the birth canal. Her friend's cries were never ending as the pain was beyond unbearable. Blood was soaking the pad beneath her body weakening the human as she pushed her body harder beyond its limits. Lilith grew worried as her skin was pale and sickly from the substantial loss of blood. The vampire felt the pressure of the baby's back against her other hand and quickly focused on the new life arriving in the world.
"Rachel it's a girl!" She said excitedly. Rachel smiled and sobbed uncontrollably as her daughter screamed and cried taking in her first breaths of air.
"Lemme hold her," Rachel reached out for her daughter eager to hold her. Lilith wrapped the blanket around the tiny wiggling form then placed her in the waiting arms of her mother. Rachel continued sobbing as she held her newborn daughter close to her.
"Have you thought of a name?" Lilith slid up by her friend.
"Yes….Yes I have….Brooklyn…" Rachel smiled downward seeing she had her eyes and hair but held the strong features of her father.
"Rachel!" Judas stood at the doorway picking up the scent of his child.
"Judas…" Rachel weakly called out. Her head was beginning to spin as her body started to grow feeble and sap what little strength remained. Judas rushed to her side anxious to hold his beloved and child in his arms. The vampire peered down at the crying newborn seeing Rachel in the small scrunched face.
"She has your eyes," Rachel sighed. Judas noticed the rich grey hues swirling with obsidian as his daughter opened her tiny eyes and seeing her father for the first time. He reached out and held a small hand within his larger one. Her aura was powerful and it was then Judas realized he had to do everything in his power to keep them safe.
"Did you give our daughter a name?"
"Brooklyn," Rachel placed Brooklyn in Judas' arms watching him bond with his daughter. The little hands extended outward towards the Original One who was more than obliged to give in to her.
"I love you," he whispered to Rachel while holding Brooklyn against him. Judas felt blessed – he had found his soulmate and was given a beautiful healthy baby girl.
"But Judas how did no other vampire know of Brooklyn's existence?"
Judas stopped along the worn path and turned towards Dean. He noticed the younger vampire's curiosity brimming in his emerald depths as he patiently waited for him to speak.
"Lilith placed a powerful cloaking spell upon Brooklyn so no other vampire would know who she was. You see Dean as I said before there are those who wish to see me dead."
"But why? You're the father of our race!"
"I suspect some have struck a blood pact with Lucifer for power and dominance as I refused to join. Lilith and myself are the only two who can stand up to Lucifer and for some I am a threat – one that must be destroyed."
The demon slithered among the shadows as she paused at the old fort. Her unearthly sense of smell picked up the human and vampire's essences for they had passed through not too long ago. The demon's eyes glowed a hellish red as she darted from the abandoned building and along the trail.
"Why hasn't the demon returned!" Alaric paced furiously up and down the hallway.
"Patience my son," Nicholas sat calmly by the fire with a tumbler of bourbon. "Winchester had a head start on our little bounty hunter."
The younger Saltzman stopped his agitated motions and stared down at his father.
"None of the others have been sufficient for me! I must have my human back!"
Maximilian smirked and shook his head as his younger brother continued to grow furious over the growing length of time he was apart from his prized slave. It had become an obsession for Alaric to retrieve his property back and watching the drama unfold was nothing more than entertainment to the older brother.
"My son when you reach my age you will learn all things do come to those who wait," Nicholas rose and clasped a hand on his son's shoulder. "The demon knows what she's doing."
Alaric could only nod tightly before storming off in a huff. Maximilian shook his head and pushed off from the wall to which he had been leaning against.
"Such an impatient one," he rolled his eyes. Nicholas took a drink of his bourbon and examined the empty tumbler against the glowing flames.
"We have a month before the Games," Nicholas abruptly changed the subject. "I want John Winchester and Castiel prepared for battle. I want them to lose."
I am soooooo sorry about the super looooong delay but I was a bit brain fried on this one...I hope I do not disappoint