Here is chapter three - I hope you're all ready to learn more about Celeste.
Dean and Sam stood mystified as they exchanged glances. Just their luck, they had been harbouring a supernatural creature for an entire year and they hadn't suspected anything. And to make matters worse this thing was not a creature that they were familiar with.
"You're lying," Dean blurted out with anger.
"You may call me many things Dean. But I am not a liar!" the girl growled viciously and Sam lifted a hand to show her on behalf of his brother that they had not meant to offend her.
Instantly her eyes softened and Sam felt a pang of sadness as he recognised muddy brown flecks that had attracted him to Huntress in the first place. He sensed that this girl was just as spirited as Huntress so surely she was telling them the truth.
"Perhaps you should tell us your story," Sam offered gently and felt like punching his brother when Dean shouted,
"Sam are you nuts? We don't know if we can trust her. She lied to us about her form, clearly. So she could be lying about this creator child crap."
Before the young lady could protest a flap of wings interrupted them and her eyes grew wide with fear.
"She speaks the truth," Castiel announced as Sam and Dean jumped at his sudden appearance.
"Jesus Christ Cas! You almost gave us a heart attack," Dean reprimanded the angel as he stood stock still holding back the multitude of questions that he had for the guy. Such as: where the hell had he been for this past year?
"I apologise Dean. That was not my intention. I only wish to help you with, that." Castiel glared harshly at the girl, who dropped her gaze to the floor.
"Cas, do you know her?" Sam asked cautiously as he noticed Cas' jaw had tightened.
"I know vaguely of her and that her name is Celeste. I thought it best if I stayed with you to listen and reassure you that she is speaking only the truth and none of her poisonous lies," Castiel addressed Sam but his eyes did not shift once from Celeste, who squirmed uncomfortably under his gaze.
"Thanks for being so considerate Cas," Dean muttered sarcastically as they all went to sit on the soft couch in the living room.
"That's okay," Cas felt oddly pleased that he had received a compliment but he could not comprehend why. As Celeste sat down on the opposite couch he stood behind Sam and Dean, who were sitting and waiting for Celeste to begin her story.
"I promise to tell you everything I know about my kind and myself. I have nothing to hide," Celeste spoke clearly and allowed her voice to project around the spacious room.
"Too late for that," Dean muttered under his breath before falling silent.
Celeste opened her mouth to speak but she felt as if she was about to choke on her own words. She wanted to come across as being confident and she hated the foreboding feeling in her stomach that was telling her she was about to be judged. Sending Castiel a pitiful look, perhaps even seeking his mercy, all she met was an emotionless statue who stated flatly,
"Begin."
"As I said before I am not sure of how I came to exist although a friend taught me more," Celeste spoke softly with a frown that covered her whole face, her body was stiff and she resisted the urge to shake.
Dean huffed with annoyance as he said,
"Clearly you're useless. Alright this is how it is going to work. We'll ask the questions and Cas will confirm whether you are telling us the truth or not. Understood?" Celeste watched Dean and a flash of anger flittered through her eyes but with Castiel's presence she knew she had no choice but to agree.
"Alright. How did you come into existence?" Dean asked simply.
Celeste blinked and concentrated. Trying to recall what her friend had told her, but her mind went blank. She bit her lip and shrugged awkwardly.
"You don't know?" Sam questioned gently before his brother could have the chance to belittle her lack of knowledge.
"Sorry," Celeste murmured as a slight blush formed on her smooth cheeks.
Sam gave a small encouraging smile as he questioned,
"So you said you're a creator's child, was it? Um. What is that exactly? Like, what type of creature are you? You told us you were an angel," Sam stopped as Cas scoffed and snarled,
"How dare you compare yourself to us! You have no right to do so. She is half angel and half of something you are unfortunately all too familiar with."
Dean seemed slightly taken aback by Cas' aggression but he wanted to find out what they were dealing with so he decided not to make any comment. Instead he asked Cas,
"The other half being? I can't be bothered to play Chinese puzzles with you Cas. Just tell -" Dean was interrupted by Celeste who said,
"Demon. Alright. I am half angel, half demon."
"That's impossible," Dean said in astonishment.
"No it's not. My demon side comes from Huntress. She is a demon wolf. As far as I am aware that is the only thing that links all of us creator's children together. We all have a demon wolf form. The other half could be of any creature. It is highly unlikely any of us are exactly alike apart from the demon respect," Celeste explained with no shame although she shuddered at the murderous look on Dean's face.
"I mean Sam threw holy water over you and you didn't burn? How is that possible?" Dean asked and Celeste quickly replied,
"Half angel. I guess that side works as a counterbalance or something like that. Sweet immunity."
"This is no laughing matter," Castiel said in a deadly serious tone.
"How many are there of you?" Sam asked completely perplexed at what he was learning. He wouldn't dare admit it but he thought Celeste was fascinating.
"I believe there are many of us scattered across the world. I sense them. We all seem to know where each other are based, most of the time. Unless of course we don't want to be found," Celeste answered Sam's question humbly, keeping eye contact and giving him her full focus.
"So where do you come from? Cause I sure as hell don't think its heaven," Dean snapped and before Celeste could respond Castiel spat,
"Hell. Where else would such an abomination be spawned from?"
Celeste attempted to hold back the tears that began to prick her eyes. And she resisted the urge to question Castiel, it sounded as if he knew something more about her and how she came to be.
"Celeste? What are you all here for and I know you said you are Huntress but I am curious as to how it works?" Sam asked, his curiosity overcoming the tension he felt radiating from Dean and Castiel.
Celeste smiled amicably and said,
"Regarding Huntress she is a separate personality in her own right. So when I become or more so when I turn into my form I lose any relation to Celeste. You may not remember but when you used to call me different names I would bat my head with my paw. Yeah. That wasn't me being cute. That was me being confused. If you called me Celeste rather than Huntress my memories get all jumbled. It is quite complex and hard to explain. As to why we are here, I have no idea, sorry."
Sam shook his head and said gratefully,
"No. Thank you, that was great." Sam groaned sharply as Dean dug him in the ribs with his elbow.
"Stop being so friendly with it. This isn't a frigging science lesson Sam!"
Sam rolled his eyes, ignored his brother and asked,
"Do you have any powers? Oh and are you sure you're not in the same sort of category as the crossover monsters? Or Jefferson Starships as my brother dubbed them."
Dean could not prevent a smug grin spread over his face but it soon disappeared as Celeste smiled sweetly.
"I have to leave some things up to the imagination, for my own protection. But yes I do have powers. One of them being when I am Huntress, although I cannot communicate normally I can telepathically. Remember the grizzly bear? I warned you. And we are what you would call new age monsters. My friend explained the term to me but I cannot remember what it means. I haven't seen them for a long time."
Sam's eyes became wide as he remembered how he thought he had heard voices and then how he and Dean had heard someone shout: move you idiots!
"That was you!" Sam exclaimed in shock as Celeste nodded.
"Alright my turn. Why the hell did you come into our lives?" Dean asked in a deep tone of voice that made Celeste feel incredibly small.
"I. I felt drawn to you, but I cannot say why," Celeste said solemnly as her heart began to accelerate in her chest.
"There's a shock. A lot of things are drawn to us. Ten times out of ten they end up being bad news. And you're no different. So what? You thought you could screw with our lives as Huntress. Make everything seem like happy families. Gives us a piece of the apple pie life only to shatter it later on down the line," Dean started to rant as he felt his emotions begin to swirl around his body.
"Dean I never meant," Celeste began quietly but Dean silenced her by yelling,
"When were you going to tell us?"
Celeste opened her mouth but she quickly shut it and looked away.
"I'll take that as a never. I think I've heard enough. Now get the hell out of my house. You're no longer welcome here," Dean said as he pointed to the door and turned his back on her.
"Dean. I have nowhere to go," Celeste began before Dean spun round and shouted,
"Go back to where you came from. I bet there was a time when you ruined other people's lives before our own. Now beat it before I get really mad."
"There's still so much I wish to make sense of and to tell you. I promised that I would tell you all I could and I never go back on my promises." Celeste said in a steely voice as she began to walk towards Dean with an outstretched hand.
Castiel intervened by smashing Celeste away from Dean with his wings before she could even lay a finger on his arm. She landed on the wooden floor panels with a sickening crunch. Celeste remained motionless, she only moved her head to look up at Cas with sorrowful eyes. She made no attempt to move. She was too afraid of this angel that loomed over her. Sam felt sympathy for Celeste but he dared not speak up on her behalf. He didn't want his brother and an angel of the Lord to both turn against him.
"Dean has asked you to leave. Now do so or the consequences will be dire," Castiel spoke slowly and Celeste shifted to her feet. She looked over at Sam and telepathically sent him a message of thanks and a heartfelt sorry before she opened her wings and began to fly up the staircase, unlocked the door and left for the shaded woods.
"Cas was everything she said true?" Dean asked with no emotion.
"Yes Dean. Everything she said was entirely accurate and seemed to be the extent of her knowledge or what she can remember. If you require anymore assistance I should be available if you just call," Castiel opened his wings and departed.
"What do we do now Dean?" Sam asked his brother as he noted his vacant expression.
Dean shot Sam a look and grumbled,
"Dress up as princesses, watch porn. What do you think? It's business as usual."