A/N Keaira has been dead for over 6 months now. The world has slowly been corrupted and destroyed by Lucifer, who is still not back in Hell. This part is in the viewpoint of the Innocent previously mentioned with black feathered hair. Hopefully writing this chapter will get me back into continuing this and actually finishing it. Enjoy.

It has been months yet I can't get her out of my mind. She is a part of my past yet I am a part of her future.

I couldn't believe that she was gone. That was not meant to happen. She was meant to live. Her essence plagues my waking hours. I hunger for the sweet taste of the blood that tamed the beast that I once was. Seeing her again caught me by surprise. It had been decades since we first met. I knew that she did not belong in that age but I was surprised to see her here.

But why has nothing changed? Why am I the same as she made me if she is gone and can no longer fulfil the task? Something had yet to be done. There is still a chance to right the wrong.

Escaping from the clutches of those pathetic demons was easy and I was home within hours. Now, finding her was the difficult part. It wasn't until after Lucifer tried to manipulate her and resulted in her death did I find out what happened.

Whispers and echoes haunt my waking hours. Books fly off the shelves, trying to tell me something yet I do not know what they wish to say. My strength and power alone was not enough to see the angered spirits. I had to call on my first blood; the first blood consumed when I was a new born, Keaira's, to gain the power I needed to see them.

I was sitting on my armchair when I saw her. The resemblance to Keaira was undeniable. The same golden brown hair but hers was longer more curly. Her hazel eyes showed more pain and wisdom than Keaira's. She was Keaira's witch mother.

"Malik, we need to help Keaira. It was not her time to die. She needs to help put an end to all the destruction and chaos that has fallen upon the world." She said.

"But it isn't possible. Only a select few can bring people back from the dead. And if they wanted to they would have by now."

"The angels are either corrupted or fear what Keaira can do. They believe she can easily turn and that makes her an unpredictable factor that they do not wish to contend with. You share a bond with her. You are bonded with her blood; her blood at a time when she is more powerful and has the power. Your blood is her blood. You can help bring her back so that she will live to be there when you turn. You can bring her back so that she can help Sam, Dean and the Charmed ones end the apocalypse and trap Lucifer once more."

When she put it like that, I could hardly argue with her. I could see where Keaira got her strength from.

"What do I need to do?"

"First of all, we need to find the Winchester brothers."

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