The Nephilim and the Antichrist

Well?

Alexander's POV

Chris fell asleep on the way to the case location. I'm not complaining, Riley is. They keep trying to wake Chris up to no avail. They blasted music, they shouted to the top of their lungs, but nothing worked. I'm still not complaining cause he looks cute as all Hell when he's asleep. It had to end all too soon, though. When we got to park next to Uncle Dean's car, Riley didn't slow down. Instead, they got right next to the impala and slammed on the breaks. The sudden stop woke Chris up in a heartbeat. He shot up wide awake in fear. Ri started laughing.

"WHAT THE HELL?!" Chris shouted.

"Yeah... we don't ever fall asleep in Zizi Ri's car. We learned it could have some dire consequences, such as quick brakes, screaming, shouting, blasting loud music, or brake checks," Destiel responded. Riley just nodded their head and continued laughing. Not too long after, Dean knocked on the window of Riley's Camaro. Riley lowered the window.

"Ri! What the Hell?!" He asked. 

"Sunshine here was asleep, Dean!" Ri said in excitement. 

"You need to stop that. You're wearing out the brakes!" Dean replied.

"Aww. Ok, Deany, but if someone else falls asleep and it's time to get out or they don't wake up when I try to wake them."

"Riley!" My dad ran over, "Are you crazy?!"

"I thought we made that perfectly clear about eleven years ago, Sam," they replied. The bickering continued on like this for a while. Chris decided to go back to sleep. This should go well.

39 minutes later

Chris's POV

I had just been woken up for a third time today, but this time, I wasn't allowed to go back to sleep. I was getting lessons from two hunters. That has got to be the most bullshittiest thing to ever happen.

"Hey!" Riley whisper shouted set me, "Focus! We still don't know what we're messing with!" They go to say something else, but start to pay more attention to something else. They turn their head slowly looking for whatever it was they saw or heard. They pass it off as nothing. They started teaching me something on how to kill a werewolf or a hellhound again.

"How long have you been doing this to know all this?" I ask. They open their mouth to say something, but immediately wince in pain. They move their hand under their hair to their left eye. They started shouting in pain.

Alexander's dad came rushing over to check on them, "What happened?! What did you do to them?!"

I immediately shot up my hands in surrender, "I didn't do anything to them!" I said in worry.

"Sammy!" They said. A Mexican accent was strong on them at this point, "Run! Werewolves! Lots of them!"

Riley's POV

I held my left eye. My scar from my hunt gone wrong was acting up. It was acting up very badly. That's when Sam came over to check up on me. "Sammy!" I said. I noticed my accent was stronger than normal. I didn't care, I had to warn them, "Run! Werewolves! Lots of them!" I stand up straight. I move my hair out of my face revealing my scarred left eye. "I'll take care of them!" I draw out my two pistols and hold them at the ready.

"You aren't doing this alone, Ri!" Sam said, "You won't be able to do that again! It's been eleven years!"

I turn to him, "No! Take care of the kids! Take care of Alex and Christopher, especially!" I face in the direction of the pack, "I know I can pull it off after eleven years. I don't need you to look after my ass, Sam," I give him my best at a confident smile. I turn back around, breath in and heave an exhale, "Here goes."

Sam's POV

I watch as Riley starts to make their way into the house. I watch them until I no longer see them and rush Christopher out.

"Hold on! Why rush me out?" Chris asks me concerned.

"If they're pulling that stunt from eleven years ago, you'd want to stay out!" I reply. He looks concerned, "They set the house on fire," I took out my phone and texted Dean to leave the building. He arrives outside a few minutes later with Des, Alex, Claire, Jack, Cas, and Gabe.

"Where's Riley?" Dean asks. The sound of gun fire can be heard, "You left them in the house?!"

"They said they could pull it off! I trust them!"

Dean's POV

"I trust them!" Sam yells back at me.

"Sam! They could die!" I shout to him.

"Dean! They are old enough to make that-" Sam couldn't finish that sentence. We saw smoke coming in from the direction of the house.

"God dammit, Riley!" I shouted.

Alex's POV

Zizi Ri had managed to set fire to the house. I grew concerned for them. Not too long after, I saw Zizi come out of the house. They were bleeding a bit on the face and arms. Their hair was slightly singed. Their hoodie bore the same damage as their hair.

"Sam. Dean. I'm back," they said. Dad and Uncle Dean were still bickering, "Sam. Dean," more bickering. They grew noticably irritated, "SAM! DEAN!" They shouted. This caught their attention.

"Riley! Do we have to ban you from hunting again?!" Uncle Dean shouts at them.

"Shut up! At least I came out barely harmed this time around!" They shouted back. There was now a three way bickering battle. This night couldn't have gone any better.