Chapter 1: Beautiful Evening Star

It was a freezing cold night in the middle of February when the little female nephilim was born. The baby's mother would suffer through many painful hours of difficult labor to bring her beautiful half-human, half-angel daughter into the world, only to end up losing her own life in the process. And the baby girl's angel father? Well, he was executed nearly eight months earlier by his own brethren once they discovered that he had mated with a human female. Before his brothers and sisters could find out that the angel's human mate was with child, he placed a sigil upon her that would hide the unborn nephilim from both angels and demons until she was born.

That is why on that cold, dark night the rogue archangel Gabriel is caught off guard by the pulse of power that signals the female nephilim's birth. Gabriel is in the process of teaching one of the dicks of humanity a lesson in humility when he felt it. Immediately, his curiosity is peaked and he spreads his magnificent golden wings and flies to where the pulse of power originated.

He appears in the middle of a maternity room of a secluded hospital. The first thing that greets Gabriel's whiskey colored eyes when he arrives is the loud, terrified crying of a new born baby. The second is the dead body of a red haired woman in her late twenties laying on the bed covered in blood.However, it is what's terrifying the baby that demands Gabriel's attention; at the end of the hospital bed is standing a black eyed demon in the body of one of the hospital's nurses and is holding the new born in it's arms.

Gabriel's presence goes unnoticed by the demon who is preoccupied with trying to quiet the baby. He manages to get behind the foul demon and forces it to turn around to face him. Caught by surprise, the demon's grip on the baby loosens, which allows the archangel to grab the baby from the demon. He then slams the palm of his free hand against the demon's forehead and a bright light emerges from the demon's eyes and mouth. The body of the human nurse collapses to the floor, now just an empty shell.

A high pitch giggle captures Gabriel's attention and he looks down at the now cooing baby. The baby looks like a normal human infant for the most part. The only things that show this tiny infant isn't human is her orange and yellow eyes, which glows in the low light of the room, and her hair is an bright, unnatural orange. Gabriel's wings fold forward in curiosity and upon seeing his beautiful golden wings the baby let's out a loud giggle and reaches for the wings with her tiny hands.

"A nephilim, huh?" Gabriel says. He takes a deep breath as his angel blade slides into his free hand. "I don't really see what's so bad about you. At least nothing that you deserve to be killed for..." The baby makes an adorable noise of confusion and Gabriel smiles and lifts her closer to his face, "It's not your fault, you didn't choose who your parents were..." The baby coos and giggles as she reaches up and grabs his nose. His smile widens and his angel blade disappears back up his sleeve. "You are just a bundle of happiness, aren't you?" At his words, the baby female nephilim lets out a squeal of joy.

Gabriel tilts his head to the side as the voices of his brothers and sisters reach his ears. The voices are giving orders to the angel garrison in charge of watching over the Earth to kill this sweet little female nephilim. Knowing that time is running out, Gabriel bites the tip of his thumb and uses the blood to draw a complicated sigil on the baby's stomach. The sigil glows brightly for a few seconds and the little nephilim's grace is locked away inside of her, effectively hiding her from angels and demons. Not only did the spell hide the female's grace but it also made her appear more human; her hair dulls to dark red and her eyes become a shade of jade green.

With the infant now hidden from the eyes of Heaven and Hell, Gabriel spreads his wings wide and with a single thrust downwards he is up in the air. With another flap of his feathery wings, he is halfway across the United States with the infant nephilim. The baby let's out a loud squeal of delight at the sensation of the wind rushing around her. Gabriel's eyes light up at the little female's happiness and with a final flap of his wings he arrives at his destination; a little orphanage in the city of Greencastle, Indiana.

"Sorry to bail on you like this, sugar." Gabriel says, as he conjures a warm baby blanket out of thin air and wraps it around the infant. He then gently places her down at the threshold of the orphanage's door. The baby girl begins making confused cooing noises and Gabriel stretches out a wing to comfort her. Once she calms down a little, he rings the doorbell and then makes himself invisible. He stands by and watches as the door opens and a woman finds the now upset baby. The woman picks up the baby and takes her inside. Once Gabriel knows that the baby is safe, he flies away.

*10 Years Later*

Today is your tenth birthday and just like your previous birthdays you spent the day all alone; not because you wanted to but because you have nobody to celebrate it with. You live at the Greencastle Children's Home, a small orphanage on the outskirts of the small city of Greencastle, and the friends you made throughout the years have all been adopted. Another thing about growing up in a small town orphanage is the fact that there isn't very many children that are put up for adoption.

Right now you're sitting on top of the orphanage's roof, watching as the sun begins to set and eating a chocolate bar. "Yvaine!" (a/n: pronounced ee-VAYN) You look down and see Abby Loveless, one of the orphanage's employees, glaring up at you with her hands on her hips. "How many times have I told you not to climb up on the roof?!"

You smile down at the greying haired older woman, "I lost count after one hundred."

Abby sighs, "Just get down before you get hurt." Abby shakes her head and enters the orphanage.

You run a hand through your red hair in silent frustration and finish your candy bar, before beginning to climb down from the roof. When your feet finally touch the ground, you take one last look at the setting sun before walking inside of the orphanage. You make your way through the mostly empty living room; the only person in the living room is Megan Crush. Megan is the oldest orphan at the orphanage and is only a few weeks away from turning eighteen. She is very beautiful with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She is also a huge bully and is always picking on the smaller children.

"Hey, ginger!" Megan calls to you from her position on the worn out couch. "Where have you been you soulless freak?"

You continue making your way through the living room and to the kitchen, but you yell over your shoulder, "I've been out looking for a cure for bitchiness. I'm sorry to say that you're going to have to stay the way you are for at least one more day."

You can hear Megan cursing you as you enter the kitchen and grab an apple from the bowl that sits on a beat up wooden table. You then leave once again through the back door and you begin to make your way to the local lake. Once you arrive at the shore of the lake, you sit down and slip off your worn sneakers. You pull off your socks, which are riddled with holes, then put your bare feet into the cool water.

You take a large bite out of the apple and watch as the sun sinks closer to the horizon. You're almost finished with the apple when loud laughter rings out. "Well, if it isn't little miss soulless ginger." You hear the familiar voice of Megan say from behind you.

You quickly get to your feet and turn to face the older girl. However Megan isn't alone. Surrounding her is her usual gang of thugs: Alicia, a thin burnet with a sharply pointed nose; May, another blonde with a long neck and reminds you strongly of a goose, especially when she laughs; and Cameron, who you're not entirely sure is a female. "What do you want, Megan?"

"I saw you sneaking down here and couldn't resist the chance to play my favorite game...kick the twerp." She replies and the other girls laugh and begin to surround you.

"Stay back! Leave me alone!" You take a step back every time they take a step towards you and soon you're standing knee deep in the lake.

"Or what? What cha gonna do, shrimp?" May asks, laughing maliciously.

As the group of girls advance on you, the sun finally disappears below the horizon. The last of the sun's light is cast upon you and the four other girls freeze in their tracks, eyes widening in shock as strange designs begin to glow on your skin, like some kind of strange tattoos. "Wh...what's going on?" Alicia asks.

The four girls begin to back away from you as your eyes change to the color of flames and your hair starts to shine with an unnatural orange glow. "You...you're some kind of monster!" Megan shouts as your skin becomes a rather beautiful shade of light blue.

"No...no, I'm not a monster. I...don't know what's happening..." you say, trying not to panic as you look down at the strange designs now covering your entire body and glowing a neon blue.

"Freak!" Megan shouts and soon the other girls take up the chant.

You quickly become angry, "I am not a freak!" There is a sudden pain in between your shoulder blades and a pair of magnificent feathery wings erupt from your back and flare outwards in anger. The feathers of your newfound wings are a beautiful purplish-blue and the tips are a bright orange.

The four other girls gasp in surprise and fear, but before they can speak any further insults at you, a loud screeching sound fills the air. The other girls clap their hands over their ears, trying in vain to block out the sound. But to you the sound wasn't just a high pitched shriek...to you it is a perfectly understandable language and the words that are being spoken chill you to the bone. "The nephilim is alive and has been located. It's location is Green Lake in Greencastle, Indiana near the Greencastle Children's Home. Any nearby garrison members are to report to the area and execute the abomination immediately."

The shrieking sound stops and the other four girls get to their feet, having collapsed to the ground in pain from the high pitched screeching noise. "What was that?"

The sound of fluttering wings is heard and three men with large wings appear out of nowhere behind the four female bullies. The girls turn around and the men touch Alicia, May, and Cameron on their foreheads and they fall to the ground. Megan screams then turns and runs but a woman, also sporting a pair of wings, appears from thin air in front of her and touches her on the forehead as well. The four strangers turn to you and large knives slide down their sleeves and into their hands. As they approach you, your wings press tightly against your back in fear. "What...what are you going to do to me? I...I don't...understand...Why...why are you doing this? What...have I ever done to you?" You manage to say in between sobs.

One of the men replies, "You are an abomination against Heaven and must be destroyed. You have done nothing, but your very existence is a sin against everything pure and good." He flares his steel grey colored wings high in the air as he takes a menacing step towards you.

"Please...don't..." you beg the winged men and woman.

As they approach you there is a bright flash of light and the winged beings are suddenly gone. "I was wondering if I would be seeing you again, sweetheart." A male voice says from behind you and you swiftly turn around to face the newcomer. Standing a few yards away from you and sucking on a lollipop is a man with brown hair, rich hazel eyes, and a large smile that doesn't show any of his teeth. However what catches your attention the most are the three sets of enormous golden wings. This man's wings are easily twice the size of the others' wings and much more beautiful, even though the feathers seem in need of grooming. On instinct you lower your own wings allowing them to fall open slightly in a sign of respect and submission. The man waves his hand and flicks his wings in dismissal, "There's no need for that, sweetheart."

"I...I don't even know why I did that." You quietly admit to him.

"You've got a lot to learn about being an angel, but the fact that the instincts are there is a good sign." More disembodied voices begin whispering and the man tilts his head to the side listening carefully. "We need to go...before anymore angels show up." He walks up to you and wraps his arm around you. He then raises his gorgeous golden wings and thrusts them downwards. In mere seconds you both are miles away from not only Greencastle but also Indiana. "What's your name, sweetheart?"

For several moments you don't answer the man, you're too caught up in the thrilling sensation of flying. Instinctively, you open your purplish-blue and orange wings and the flow of the air over them feels extremely pleasant. The man chuckles before saying, "It's going to be awhile before you're ready to fly, honey. What's your name?"

You look up at him, "Yvaine. My name is Yvaine."

The man seems to have been taken off guard by your name because his grip on you loosens slightly which causes you to grab at him in fear. He tightens his hold once again, "Yvaine...Evening Star? Who named you that?"

"The headmistress of the orphanage...I can never go back there can I?" you ask the man.

He shakes his head, "I'm afraid not, Eevee. My name is Gabriel, by the way. But I also answer to Gabe, Loki, and Your Royal Hotness."

You laugh and say, "I think I'll call you Frog Prince instead."

"Hey! Is that any way to speak to the guy who just saved your life?" Gabe says, but you can hear the amusement in his voice, so you can tell he's kidding.

A mischievous grin crosses your face and you say, "Fine. How about Peter Pan then?"

Gabriel lands outside of a seemingly deserted house in the middle of a wooded area. He removes his arm from around you before asking, "Why Peter Pan?"

You turn around and look up into his face before listing off the reasons why, "Well...you seem to be a troublemaker, you can fly, you're rather short, and you seem to have the habit of whisking kids away at night."

This time Gabriel laughs out loud. "You and I are going to get along just fine. Now let's get inside and make this joint livable, shall we?" He begins to walk towards the house, his wings folded in a relaxed position. You follow behind him and to his left, your own wings twitching nervously as so many questions rush through your mind. "Just ask them already...you won't find the answers to your questions if you never bother to ask them first."

You slightly jump in surprise as he seems to have read your mind, "Can you read my mind?"

He shrugs, "I can read human minds, if I want, but I can't read yours since you're not fully human."

Your wings pull in close to your body in trepidation as you ask, "What am I? Am I a monster?"

Gabriel stops and looks over at you, he wraps one of his wings around you in a gesture of comfort. "Of course not. You're a nephilim; the child of a human and an angel."

A look of confusion spreads across your face, "If I'm part angel then why did those angels back there try to kill me?"

Gabriel's wings twitch a little in discomfort, "They were only following the laws of Heaven, which state that angels are forbidden to reproduce with humans and if they do the angel and offspring are to immediately be killed."

Your eyes begin to tear up, "So other angels want to kill me just because I was born? Is that what happened to my parents? They were killed because of me?"

"Yes, to the first question. Only your father was killed by angels; your mother died after giving birth. And of course not, your parents were killed because of flawed, outdated celestial laws." Gabriel's wing returns to a relaxed folded position behind his back as he continues to walk towards the abandoned house.

You begin to follow him again, "How do you know that's what happened to my parents?"

Once again Gabriel's wings twitch in discomfort as he replies with sadness in his voice, "Your father's execution was public. My oldest brother, Michael, wanted to make an example of your father. As for your mother...I was there when you were born. I saved you from a demon then put a sigil on you that would seal away your grace for years. I then took you to that orphanage." As Gabriel is telling you all of this, he's watching you closely out of the corner of his eye.

You furrow your eyebrows, "If angels aren't allowed to reproduce then why are there male and female angels?"

The two of you enter the house via the front door. You look around and find yourself in a dust covered living room with rotting furniture and moth eaten curtains. The wallpaper on the walls is decaying and there is evidence of rats. "Female angels are actually rare. There's maybe one female angel for every one hundred males. And all the females are incapable of having children; so instead of mating for reproduction we mate for companionship. It is considered one of the highest honors among male angels to be chosen as a female's mate." He looks at you and sees the look of confusion on your face. He chuckles, "Don't worry, I'll teach you everything you need to know about angels, including how to fly. And as a bonus, I will teach you every trick I know." He raises his arm and snaps his fingers. The inside of the house is instantly transformed from an old fashion style and dilapidated to a more modern design with a large screen television and a X-Box. The walls are now red in color and the curtains are black silk. The old furniture has been replaced by overstuffed leather versions. Gabriel looks down at you and smirks when he sees you just staring with your mouth hanging open. "I know...I'm ah-mazing."

You look at him in awe, "Will I be able to do that?"

"Yeah, someday when you're older and have better control over your power." He snaps his fingers again and a bucket full of chalk and spray paint appears. "Now follow me to the basement. It's time for your first lesson."

You shift your wings, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. "Please don't say it's about not trusting people."

He smirks at you, "Nope. It's about enochian warding sigils."

"What's enochian?"

"It's the language of angels...like the marks on your body." He begins to walk down a hallway and you follow behind him closely.

"Really? What do they say?"

He smiles at you, "I'll teach you how to read and speak enochian later, but right now we need to get these wards up for your protection."

*5 Years Later*

You're now 15 years old and are well on your way to becoming a beautiful and strong woman. Your natural appearance is quite stunning with your bright orange hair now cut in a pixie style and light blue skin with gently glowing enochian symbols. Your face has lost the innocent childish features it used to have only to be replaced with the more enchanting features of a mature woman. Your body is also changing from the tomboyish figure you've had since you can remember into the curvy and sensual body of an adult woman. Your gorgeous wings have grown as well and your wingspan almost reaches 12 feet. Gabriel once told you that he believes you'll have the largest wingspan of any female angel once you've finished growing.

Four years ago, Gabriel taught you how to use your celestial powers to disguise yourself as a normal teenage girl. After proving to him that you could maintain the disguise for long periods of time, Gabriel consented to allowing you to enroll at a nearby public school so that you can gain a human education along with the angelic knowledge that Gabriel was teaching to you. At first Gabriel would fly you to and from school, but just last year you managed to master the skill of flying and now you can fly by yourself.

Your angelic education is quickly coming to an end. Gabriel has taught you nearly everything you'll need to know about being an angel. From warding and banishing sigils to speaking enochian and flying. He taught you about social interactions between angels; like grooming each others wings; and how angels use their wings for everything from greeting each other to displays of dominance or submission.

Two years ago, when you were 13, Gabriel and you had the most embarrassing conversation you two ever had or ever will. The conversation was about mating, which even though it was very short, it was still very awkward. He told you that when you turn 18 you'll be old enough to take a mate, but he highly recommended that you don't, considering they're more likely to try to kill you rather than mate with you. He also informs you that the females make the final decision on which mate she chooses and once they bond the two are mated for life.

Right now, you're sitting in the living room on the leather couch reading The Once and Future King. The sound of fluttering wings announce the arrival of Gabriel. Your wings fall open with the tips of your primary feathers extended towards Gabriel in cheerful greeting. The primaries of his own wings run over your wings in a sign of affection, "Hey, Eevee. What cha doing?"

You look up to see him standing by the couch with a lollipop in his mouth. "Reading. Why, what's up?" You ask, curious of what he has planned.

"Wellll...I've located a couple of demons and I was wondering if you wanted to learned how to use your grace to gank them?"

Your wings rise in excitement and you put down your book. "Really?!"

"Yeah. Now come on...I've got a hot date with Kahli later." You stand up as Gabriel raises his wings. You raise your own wings and follow Gabriel into the air once he takes off. As you fly through the air behind Gabriel, you enjoy the feeling of the cool night air flowing past you. It doesn't take long for you two to reach your destination; a rundown old warehouse outside of a large city. "Okay, now use your grace and tell me how many demons there are."

You do as he once taught you and push your grace outwards in a sweeping arch until your grace completely covers the warehouse. You can feel the dark energy of three demons inside and the souls of two male humans. "Three demons and two human males: one older and the other a teenager."

Gabriel nods, "Correct. Killing demons with grace is very similar to what you just did, only you want to gather your grace inside of you then channel it to flow through your arm and out of your palm, forcing it into the vessel that the demon is in. Got it?"

You nod, "I think so. What about the humans?"

Gabriel pauses for a moment, stretching out with his own grace and letting out a moan of disbelief when he identifies the human souls inside. "Of course, it would be the Winchesters...You better let me handle the older one and you take the younger. Be careful though, the Winchesters are fairly dangerous...even the young sons. I believe the older son is just a year older than you."

Your wings twitch nervously, "Okay. How...how do I...do I hit him over the head with something or what?"

Gabriel chuckles, "No. Concentrate your grace at the tips of your index and middle fingers then touch him on the forehead. While gently pushing a little bit of your grace into him, command him to sleep and he should drop like a rock. Now are you ready, sugar?"

Before you can reply, Gabriel disappears and you raise your own wings to follow him. You appear inside of the warehouse right behind a human male about 16 years old with dark hair. The feathers of your wings begin to twitch from anxiousness. "Excuse me," you say. The human jumps in surprise and, in one swift motion, turns around to face you while pointing a shotgun at you.

His eyes widen as he takes in your appearance, "What are you?"

"I'm sorry for this," you tell him as you place your fingers on his forehead and push a tiny amount of grace into him. "Now, sleep." The boy's eyes shut and he drops to the ground, snoring slightly.

"Good job, sugar. Now go get the demons." Gabriel whispers from somewhere behind you.

You flick your wings in irritation and make yourself invisible using the technique Gabriel taught you. Unfortunately, you haven't perfected it yet and can only stay invisible for a short amount of time. You stick to the shadows as you make your way through the warehouse to where the three demons are. When you reach the shadowy area directly behind them, your invisibility fails and you're left exposed. Lucky for you, the demons are too busy with whatever they're doing to notice you. You begin to gather your grace inside of you and as you do, you notice that the markings on your skin are beginning to glow a brilliant bluish-white. One of the demons looks up, spots you, and raises the alarm. As the other two demons turn in your direction, you flare your wings high in the air and the orange tips of your feathers are also brightly glowing. The demons start to freak out and flee from their vessels but you thrust your wings downwards and release the grace that you had gathered in a circular blast. The bright bluish-white angelic energy washes over the demons destroying them instantly.

"Huh, not what I taught you to do, but effective non-the-less." Gabriel says from behind you. You turn to face him, your feathers fluffing up slightly in pride. Gabriel is leaning against a nearby wall with a lollipop in his mouth. "But you just basically turned on a gigantic 'Here I am, come kill me!' sign for all other angels to see. So we really should be going."

Your wings dip down in embarrassment, "Oops."

A loud, high pitched whine fills the air; similar to the one you heard five years ago. And just like five years ago, you can hear a voice speaking in a loud commanding tone. "The nephilim has been located. To all Earth based garrisons...no harm is to befall the female nephilim." A look of confusion appears on both your and Gabriel's faces at the sudden change of heart that the angels seemed to have had about your existence. "It has been discovered that the female nephilim can bare fledglings. No angel is to harm her."

Gabriel's wings suddenly flare high in anger and in response you lower your own wings keeping them close to your body as a sign of submission in an attempt to placate the archangel. Gabriel notices and lowers his wings, running the tips of his primary feathers over your wings as a gesture of comfort. "I'm not angry at you, sugar. I'm angry at them."

You look at him curiously, "Why? What are fledglings?"

He looks at you, "Basically, they're baby angels. With Father gone there wasn't been any fledglings in Heaven for thousands of years, which means that Heaven hasn't been able to renew the number of angels in existence." Gabriel's feathers bristle in anger, "Until now...They're planning on using you to repopulate Heaven."

You pull your wings up tight against your back in fear and discomfort, "I...I don't want that."

Gabriel grins slightly, "Nor do I, sweetheart. That's why I'm going to teach you every trick I know. By the time we're done, you'll be able to fly circles around any male angel in Heaven."

A/N: This story will only be 2 or 3 chapters long. Luci will appear next chapter and so will the smut.