𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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"No, no, no, no." Sam muttered in disbelief. Lexi, Sam and Dean Winchester stood where Mary Winchester and Lucifer once were just two seconds before Lucifer dragged Mary through a portal to an apocalypse world. They stared in shock at the blank area in front of them. On the floor, laid the body of the angel Castiel, his life just taken from him moments ago. But Sam didn't have much time to process before his sister ran off into the house that stood behind them.
Lexi wasn't close with Mary, she knew her for just under a year, and she hated Lucifer's guts, so she wasn't too upset over losing them. But Cas was her friend, she grew to care for the angel over the time she spent with him. Seeing his dead body on the gravelled ground brought a sunken feeling in her heart, tears in her eyes full of shock.
She almost forgot about the spawn of Satan that was just born in the house behind them. Oh, that's right, Satan had a child with a human. Half angel, half human, a Nephilim to be precise. The child was expected to be one of the most powerful beings on the planet. And yet, it was given a simple name like Jack.
Light shone through the windows of the dark house as Lexi ran through the door, Sam close on her trail. She ran upstairs and into the dimly lit bedroom. She came to a halt as she saw yet another dead body on the bed, Jack's mother. Sam gently pushed past Lexi to get into the room, he approached the women's body and gracefully shut her lifeless eyes. He turned to Lexi, sharing the same look of grief on their faces. But their time of grief was cut short as the sound of something falling came from the other room.
With hesitance, the two Winchester's followed the trail of the sound. Ending up in front of the baby's room. Glancing to the floor, Lexi frowned as she saw footprints burnt into the wooden floorboards. Who else was here? It wasn't exactly like the baby could walk.
Bravely, Lexi entered the dark room, her eyes followed the footprints and soon widened at the sight she saw. A grown boy sat in the corner, curled in a ball and seemingly naked. A small gasp escaped her pink lips as she moved her arm to stop Sam from walking any further.
Slowly, the boy looked up to stare straight at the two strangers, his eyes glowing a bright gold which stuck out in the dark.
"Father?" He spoke, his voice sounding nothing like a child's. His eyes pinned on Sam as he stood up, gaining his posture, his eyes still illuminating the dark.
"No. No, I'm not your father." Sam replies with a stutter. His face plastered with disbelief as the naked boy, who was just born minutes ago, stood before him.
"Jack?" Lexi spoke, her voice soft and gentle, trying not to scare him, "It is Jack, right?"
But Jack didn't look at her. His golden eyes were glued to Sam. "Father." He demanded.
