Lilith's Cavern
5 Sh'vat
Red Sea Peninsula
The cavern pulsed with a deep crimson glow, its jagged stone walls slick with a viscous dark liquid that oozed from the cracks like the very rock itself was bleeding. A metallic scent hung heavily in the air, and the distant echoes of dripping water were swallowed by the frantic whispers of the wind outside. In that moment, clarity struck me like lightning.
I cried out, the evidence of my child's violation clinging to the walls like a grotesque mural. Power surged through me, tracing the thread of agony that reverberated through the night, leading me to the source of my daughter's distress. Her father could find her easily now—if he hadn't already been lurking in the shadows since her first menses. What was I supposed to do? The weight of this burden was nearly unbearable.
The air trembled with tension as I stood at the edge of the shoreline, my heart racing. Above me, dark clouds churned ominously, ready to unleash their fury.
Then I heard it: the sound of Angel wings. Senoi emerged from the shadows, his head hung low, his expression grave.
"Lilith." He murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Where is the rest of the clan?" I asked, my gaze fixed on the horizon where the sun dipped low, casting an eerie glow.
"I'm afraid I bring bad news..."
"I'm already aware!" I interrupted, my irritation flaring.
"Then you need to find her and pull her back to her original universe. We fear... she's lost it to a Winchester."
"And she's still alive? Those boys are killers."
"Across Angel wave, we believe Samael has been tracking her all along. But the fiasco with the Winchester boy has brought her plight to our attention... obviously." Senoi yammered.
"What am I supposed to do, Senoi?" I demanded, frustration boiling within me. "I can't just waltz into their world and snatch her back. They're dangerous—manipulative. Sheva's heart is tangled in all of this. Besides they would know I was there, they would seek me out. You know the youngest brother went toe to toe with LUCIFER, himself? And survived!"
"That we are aware of. But because of that, Lucifer is back in the cage."
"And what's that suppose to mean to me?"
Senoi stepped closer, his gaze steady. "You are her mother, Lilith. You have the power to confront them, to reclaim what is yours. But you must act quickly; time is not on our side."
I clenched my fists, uncertainty gnawing at me. "What if I fail? What if I lose her forever? As if these last few years haven't been hard enough."
"Then you will have to face the consequence." He replied, resolute. "But if you don't try, she will surely be lost, and if she ever bares children to the boy...I'm afraid it would be endgame, for all of us." His words settled over me like a shroud.
"I can't force her to go anywhere... and it's not like she is the Antichrist! I think you are being overdramatic, and besides... What if she is already pregnant."
"There would be signs." Senoi added.
"Well... Why do you even care? You wanted her dead, and I'm cursed for life."
He took a deep breath, the weight of his own burdens evident. "Because I see the sorrow that surrounds you both. I've witnessed the consequences of inaction within our realm. Sheva is not just your daughter; she is a thread in the tapestry of balance. If she falls completely into the hands of the Winchesters, it could unravel everything." His words hung heavy in the air. "And if I can help save her, perhaps I can atone for my own failures."
"Your failures?" I echoed, taken aback. "What do you mean?"
"I was once tasked with protecting the boundaries between our worlds. I failed to keep the threats at bay, and now I will not stand idly by while another innocent is lost. I wish to aid you, Lilith, because I cannot let her fate mirror my own regrets."
(Oh now she's innocent?)
I studied him, the sincerity in his gaze cutting through the tension. There was desperation in his voice, a longing for redemption that resonated with my own. "Very well." I said, my resolve hardening. "If you truly want to help, then stand by my side. But be warned: this path may lead us into the very heart of her father's corrupting darkness, and it's worse than Hell."
"We as Angels know so." Senoi observed.
"How do we even get to her?" I asked.
Just then, above us, the clouds twisted and churned, forming a swirling vortex. A rift began to tear through the atmosphere, orange light spilling forth like liquid fire. With a deafening crack, the rift pulsed, sending a shockwave through the air that Senoi felt in his bones.
"Well, I guess our ride is here." I joked.
"Lilith, we don't know what's on the other side!" Senoi scratched his face, uncertainty flickering in his eyes.
"We'll never know if we don't try!" I shouted, voice rising above the roar of the wind.
I stepped closer, my resolve unyielding.
"Lilith!" His heart raced. "Wait! We don't even know if this will lead us where we need to go. Rifts are finicky!"
"I think it's quite obvious. She's just lost her most precious gift, and her only protection. If she's anything like me, she possesses a lot of power now. And suddenly this appears? I don't think it's a coincidence, Senoi."
"But..." Senoi insisted.
"If I had to be okay with sending my daughter somewhere through a rift, when she was just a new baby, then we need to trust in fate." I leapt forward, my silhouette swallowed by the brilliant light. Without thinking, Senoi followed, the world around us dissolving into a whirlwind of colors and chaos. As we tumbled through the rift, the air crackled with energy. Blinking rapidly, I tried to adjust to the swirling colors that enveloped us. The air hummed with an electric buzz, and a kaleidoscope of lights danced around us, drawing us deeper into the unknown.
The rift spat us out into a realm where the air felt heavy, as if saturated with pain itself. I gasped, taking in the jagged landscape that stretched before us—twisted trees with gnarled limbs clawed at a dark sky, illuminated by the moon. It was freezing. Much colder than the island weather I was use to.
"Where are we?" Senoi asked, his voice tight with apprehension as he scanned the horizon.
"I don't know," I replied, my heart pounding in my chest. Freezing too.
The sensation of something dark and oppressive hung in the air, wrapping around us like a vice. "But it feels... familiar."
