The Prophet

Chapter 63: Charlie and FrankenStynes

Alfie, Ethan, Jason and I had just gotten back from fighting a small vamp nest. Marcey, Sam and Dean hadn't wanted to come so we expected them to be at the bunker when we got there, but when I opened the door to the bunker there was a teenage boy sitting at one of the tables, in the library, by himself. So I did what any normal fifteen year old prophet would do, I pulled out my gun and pointed it at him. "Hey who the hell are you and how did you get in here?" I yelled. The boy turned around startled and looked at me. I recognized him from my vision about the arch-nephilim "Oh um, sorry hi . . . Mikey . . . " I put away my gun awkwardly.

"I- uh Marcey and um . . . Dan brought me here. Who are you?"

"Marcey and Dean brought you here," I laughed. "Sorry if I freaked you out I wasn't expecting you to be here. I'm Maria. I'm a prophet and I had a vision about you and some other kids like you. This is my brother Jason and my friends Ethan and Alfie."

"You're a prophet?" He asked.

"Don't look all surprised at me your dad is a freakin angel. So why'd they bring you here?"

"My girlfriend was a demon," he shrugged.

"Is she okay now?" I asked.

"Uh no Dean had to kill her," he said. "She might've been a demon the whole time I don't really know."

"Wait you couldn't tell if she was a demon?" I asked.

"No," he said.

"Wait can't you see demon and angel faces?"

"Nooo . . ." He said. "Am I supposed to?"

"Did you get your wings yet?" I asked.

"My what now?"

"Wings," I repeated.

"Have you gone through your magic pigeon puberty yet?" Alfie asked. Mikey just stared at him blankly.

"Marcey got these big black wings a while back," said Ethan. "Then she fainted."

"Umm nope doesn't sound familiar."

Marcey and Dean came into the room brandishing guns. "We heard yelling."

"Too late," Ethan said. "Mikey would be dead by now."

"Ethan I know where you sleep at night," Marcey said.

"Hey Marcey AJ can see demon and angel faces too right?" I asked.

"Yeah why?" Marcey asked.

"Mikey can't."

"Dude how old are you?" Marcey asked.

"Fifteen," he said. "Why?"

"Gabe!" I holler-prayed. Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

"I've tried that before," Mikey said. "He doesn't show."

"Okay fine," I said. "Cas?"

"Yes?" He poofed up right next to Dean, causing him to jump.

"Hi Cas this is Mikey, Gabe's kid, Mikey this is Cas, he's your uncle on the angelic side," I explained. "Mikey doesn't seem to have his angel juice yet, even though he's two years older than Marcey and AJ. Any ideas?"

"He hasn't hit full power yet. It should happen at different times for all seven of them. Most likely later for the boys."

"But I could see Cas' real face before I got my mojo and Mikey didn't notice his girlfriend was a demon," Marcey said.