The Nephilim and the Antichrist

Rescuing the Nephilim (pt. 2)

Torture ment skip when you see a line barrier

The whole of the Winchesters showed up at Jamie Robin's house before Jamie themself did. When they did arrive, Jamie had brought a friend. The Winchester clan started to make the plan out and what would more than likely be there. Jamie, being the store clerk they are, had the entirety of the materials they needed: spray paint, angel blades, salt, silver, iron, and holy water.

"Claire," Dean said to his daughter, "you have to stay here and take care of John and Jack."

"Dad!" Claire starts protesting, "Alex is my cousin! There is no way I am sitting this one out!" Everyone stares in shock at what Claire had just said. She hated hunting; she'd much rather paint!

"Claire," Castiel starts, "Mind your father. He only wants to keep you safe. If you went out with us, you would likely end up hurt or worse."

Claire looks at her dads. She goes up to them and hugs them both. She wraps her swan-patterned wings around them and pulls them in tight, "Be safe, please? I still need my dads."

Dean and Castiel both give their promise to their daughter to return and hug her back. She lets go and goes to her room with Jack and John.

"Callie, love," Jamie turns to their girlfriend, "Are you coming or staying? I wanna make sure before I head off and possibly almo-"

Jamie couldn't finish what they were saying: Callie had kissed them, "I'm going with you, love. There is no way I'm going to let you go alone, again."

Jamie hugs their girlfriend and picks her up bridal style. Callie giggles as she is lifted, "This is why I love you so fucking much, Baby girl!" Jamie says as they start walking out with Callie. They grabbed their keys to the '69 Chevy Camaro they own. Nic- the friend Jamie brought- followed them out. Dean, Sam, Cas, and Gabriel all told Chris to go with Jamie, Callie, and Nic. Chris follows the awkward trio out.

"Gabe. Buddy. You ok?" Dean asks.

Gabriel had hidden himself behind his first set of wings in an attempt to hide his anxiety.

"Baby. Baby, look at me," Sam said as calmly as he could. Gabe peeks out from behind his wings and looks at his husband, "Gabe. You don't have to come with us. You know this, right?"

"Y-yeah. I know. This is our child, though, Sammich. I can't just leave him at that warehouse to die or whatever the hell they are doing to him!" Gabriel says shakily. He relaxes his wings and hugs Sam, "I just want our son back, Sammy."

"I know, Gabe. I do, too. You want to come or stay?"

"I'm coming. I'm going for Lexi!" Gabe said with confidence.

Alex's POV

I see someone enter the room I am in. He nears the torture table and grabs an archangel blade.
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"W-where did you get that?" I ask hiding my fear as best as I could.

The man chuckled, "Where I got anything is none of your business. Now," he plunges the blade into my hand. I shout out in pain. He pulls out the blade, "WHERE IS THE ANTICHRIST?!"

"FUCK YOU!" I shout at him. He immediately slaps me very roughly. I noticed that when he slapped me, he had on enochian-covered brass knuckles. I lift my head up and meet the demon's glare. I feel blood pouring out of my nose.

"Where is Christopher?" He asks me menacingly. I look at him confused. how did this demon know Chris' name?!

"I don't know," I respond. The demon took a match and lit some liquid on fire. I immediately recognized it as holy fire. The demon looks at me and grimaces from wry amuzement. I sit back knowing that this might be the last day I ever had to see the love of my life. I let a few tears spill. I am then soaked in freezing cold water. The temperature in the room I'm in drops significantly. I shiver as my body starts going numb from the frigidness.

"You know," the demon starts, "You sound a bit like your father when you shout!" He pulls the tuft of hair I have in front of my eye and cuts it off with the archangel blade. I immediately close that eye to hide my defect, "Open your eye," he says. I refuse to open my eye. The demon procedes to cut at my eye. He cuts my eye twice, the length of each unknown to me. I open my eye and see blood falling into my eye, "Now was that so hard?" The demon asks. He pulls the hair on the back of my head and forces me to look at him, "Where is the antichrist?!"

I spit on him. He groans and wipes the spit off his face. He goes to the table, grabs a pair of tongs that were holding a cottin ball, "I will ask you one more time," he says as he dips the cotton ball into the holy fire. He walks towards me, "where is the antichrist?" I stay silent, "WHERE?!"

"Around the corner and up your-" I lean down as my head starts to hurt, "up your ass!" I manage to finish. He plunges the tongs into my abdomen. It didn't pass through, but the fire hurt worse than anything I ever felt before. He left the tongs there for a few seconds and let me holler out in pain. He retracted the tongs. he grabbed the archangel blade and cut where he had burned me.
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"Where. is. he?"

"Eat a dick!"

"Marax!" Another demon calls out, "The Winchesters are here!"

"Perfect! Let them in. Lead the shield to the next torture room! We need to get them," the demon turns toward me and smirks evilly, "to join our cause. As for the antichrist, leave my son alone. "

Marax leaves the room. I start trying to struggle out of the chair, but the strength of all of the sigils was causing me to have a bad headache.