Supernatural Imagines: Book Two

Regret (s.w)

Pairing: Sam Winchester x Tribrid!Fem!Reader

Warnings: major angst, no humanity!reader, forced turned into a vampire and werewolf, feeling betrayed, heartbreak

Summary: You're the first of your kind and the only one of your kind. Michael created you to help create new angels without asking if that's what you want to do. In order to make new angels, you have to fully become a tribrid, and you're only a witch. You don't want to turn but Michael makes it so you don't have a choice.

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Heaven is slowly breaking down and your dad is doing everything he can to prevent it from completely collapsing on itself. After Metatron kicked all the angels out, Michael got out of the cage and took over command. Most of the remaining angels have turned back over to Michael but there have been a handful who want to rebel. He has been tracking every single angel not on his side and getting rid of them.

Michael has one of those angels in Heaven tied up while you're sitting sideways on your throne with your phone in hand.

"I'm giving you one chance to come clean. All I need are the names of the angels in the rebellion. Do you really want to go down for their mistakes?"

"Michael, please. I don't know anything. They don't tell me what they're doing or who is on their team. I already told you everyone I know."

"That's not good enough for me. This is a good teaching moment, Y/N. I'll show you what happened to angels who don't deliver." Michael looks back at you only to see you giggling like a schoolgirl on your phone. "Y/N!"

"What, I'm paying attention," you say without looking up.

You and Sam Winchester have been dating for a few months and all you want to do is be near him. You're in the "Honeymoon Phase" of your relationship. If your dad wasn't such a strict person, you'd be back on Earth with Sam and Dean.

"Y/N!"

"What?" you gasp and finally look at him.

"You need to start paying attention. This is your legacy. This is who you're meant to be so stop messing around with that Winchester and do what you were made to do."

"What if I don't want to?"

Michael glares at you and turns to the angel who thought he was going to get off scot-free. Michael grabs the holy oil and covers the angel with it. The lower-level angel pleads for his life but Michael has already lit the match. The angel screams as he burns alive, and your dad turns to you with a deadly glare.

"You knew what you were supposed to do the second you were created."

Don't you know it. He tells you all about your responsibilities every second he gets, and it's pissing you off. You were created by his grace so you're half angel, but he took the DNA of other monsters to create the perfect tribrid: vampire, witch, and werewolf. Both your werewolf and vampire genes are dormant so you're only a half-witch, half-angel right now. If you were to die or kill someone, you'd activate the other parts of you.

You refuse to let that happen.

Michael created you this way since you're meant to be so powerful that you can create other angels. If you don't activate those other two parts of you, you can't create new angels.

"You never let me forget it," you sigh and sit upright.

"I am trying to make Heaven what it used to be. We are running on limited angels and if they all perish, Heaven will cease to exist."