Supernatural

Every millisecond as Estelle pulled open the tiny door was the most terrifying and nerve-racking moment of her life. Most of us will know something similar to how this feels. Waiting for exam results to come in. Wondering if you passed or failed. Almost everyone saying how badly they have done. The days after auditions before a cast list goes up. Did they get a main part or a small part? Did they get in at all? Estelle had had plenty of these times in her life but none of them could compare to now. She bent down so she could see inside and stared in fascination. The wall had been hollowed out, just enough that a sitting person could fit inside. But that was not what it was being used for. A square sheet of glass, about the size of an envelope, was hanging on the stone wall at the back. Next to it were four photos of a man and a woman in a photo booth. In the first, he had his arm around her shoulder and was smiling. He had a beautiful smile that showed perfect, white teeth and seemed to be able to awaken happiness in anyone. In the second, they were kissing, just on the cheek, not paying any attention to the camera at all. In the third, they had their tongues out, not being serious at all and in the last photo, they seemed to be dancing. The woman had her arms in the air while the man was blurred like he was twirling. She was small but strong looking and handsome with tanned skin and emerald green eyes. He looked to be about thirty and seemed to really love the woman. She was a bit younger with dark brown hair and matching eyes, the same as Estelle's. Her lips were full and her skin was smooth and pale. Were these her parents? A few slips of paper were underneath it as well as a book, a jug and a strangely shaped knife. She picked up the top piece of paper which was also most covered in dust.

My darling child (Estelle could not help but think she sounded old-fashioned), I do not know what your name is and hope that you do not have to read this in your lifetime because, if you do then you will know about the world of the supernatural. I entrusted my good friend Castiel with the task of protecting you and making sure you have a normal life. Those photos were taken a month after I met your father. His name was Ronan but I cannot tell you where he came from but I have included where he is buried (he's dead! She thought). I only hope now that you do not get caught and I wish you good luck with the rest of your life.

Love from Evangeline (your mother)

So that was it. Her dad was dead and her mom would not say where she was or how to find her. But then, she knew Cas. Was it possible that…

She picked up the next sheet of paper. It was the name of the graveyard where he was buried. She turned to the next one. It was another letter but this time, in messier handwriting.

Dear Estelle,

In this room are all the things your mother left you before she I left you at the Home, almost 14 years ago. You are a nephilim. Your dad was human and your mom was an angel. To most angels, nephilims are abominations and very rare. You are the only one left on Earth. In Heaven, after having to leave Ronan, Evangeline realised she was pregnant. Some high up angels found out and killed your dad and you and your mom were next. It was a top secret thing. Very few angels knew. As her good friend I helped Evangeline escape to Earth where she gave birth and I took you away, leaving you the key so you would find this place. There are only two others, one belongs to me and the other to her. The demons need to know who you are which is why I can't just tell you. I don't know what but there is something they need you for. We only met a few days ago but you look so much like your mother. I knew it was you as soon as I saw the necklace. A few years ago, I met another nephilim who I had to kill. I was told she was the only one on Earth so I was sure it was you. I promised I would protect you and now, I was killing you.

The things she has left are an angel blade, holy oil and a book of supernatural symbols. They are now yours

The powers you have are unknown still. You will most likely be able to see demons true faces but the other abilities are still unknown. I am really sorry, but you can't tell Sam or Dean or anyone. When the time comes, they will find out.

From Castiel.

She gazed in shock. This is a joke, she thought. It can't be real. But it all started to make sense. How strong she was, how she could fight like she had been training for years. Her shooting skills, her memory and she did see the faces of demons but she had always assumed that everybody else could too. She still could not believe it. Cas, Castiel, the good angel had known about her for years. He had done something wrong, long before he met Sam and Dean. She had wanted to know the truth and now, she just wanted everything to be normal again. She scrunched the letter into a ball in her pocket before stuffing everything else into her bag and ran. Ran because she knew she was wanted by both angels and demons. Ran because one of her friends had lied to her and ran because she could not face the truth.