[b][center]The Nephilim[/center][/b]
There were sixty-sox seals, the seals were beleived only house the fallen Angel Lucifer.  That was not true though, there was one being that was also locked away. This creature was not an Angel, nor was it a Demon. It was something worse, it was a Nephilim. A creature created from an unholy union between a Angel and a Demon.  The Angelic Order feared the power of this hybrid so they locked it away in the same fashion that they did the Fallen Angel, Lucifer.  After locking the said creature away, it was erased from all text and only few Angel's know of it's existance. Those few Angels were the Arch Angels, Metatron and God himself.

When the sixty-six seals were shattered, Vergil the Nephilim escaped.  With all of his might, Vergil pulled himself out of the pit, once out he looked around to take in his enviroment.  There was splintered wood everywhere, and laying in the ground ten feet from where Vergil stood was a cross, or what resembled a cross.  Vergil chuckled at the sight of the destroyed cross.  [b]"How fitting the God would place the entrance of the Cage on the grounds of a church."[/b] Vergil said before vanishing into thin air.  

He would later reappear in the Himalayam Mountain range, inside a cave.  Buried within the cave was a chest that had both Enochian and Latin sigils carved on it.  That was the only reason that the chest survived that long. Both the Demonic Order and the Angelic Order had been searching for these chests.  Hidden inside the chest was a legendary Angelic tool, one of a kind, the Yamato, an Angel Katana.  Vergil smiled as he collected his weapon and pulled it from the scabbard. He checked the condition of the blade, before placing back in it's sheath and vanishing once more.

Vergil would soon reappear in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, inside a busy gunshop.  He appeared in front of the owner, crouched ontop of the gun counter. Quickly scanning the room, he spotted two weapons, a silver Smith and Wesson .500 Magnum, and a black Colt M1911.  [b]"Both of those weapons will be suitable, I shall have them."[/b] Vergil said looking away from the Owner.  In that instant the owner reached for a hidden shotgun and shoved into Vergil's chest.  Before Vergil could turn his head, the shotgun fired launching Vergil backwards into a display.

The Nephilim stood up and laughed as if the buckshot inside his chest didn't hurt him. [b]"Was that nice? I don't think it was."[/b] Vergil said, inching closer to the Owner.  The Human frantically tried loading another round into the shotgun but was not fast enough.  Next thing the man knew was what Vergil's Yamato felt like.  The blade penetrated deep into the man's chest.  His death was not slow but he did die.  Vergil then collected his weapons and vanished into thin air. Leaving behind several witnesses standing in awe and disbelief in what they just saw.

[b][center]The Hunter[/center][/b]

Finding the Winchesters was not any easy task. Those two idiots moved around a lot, but that's common for most hunters.  There was one definite way to find them though, thier kryptonite in other words. The ex Hunter, and now information gatherer, Robert "Bobby" Singer. Jayceon's recent quarry, the Vampire was in Minnehaha County of South Dakota which was all apart of the plan.  Bobby Singer's home base was located in Sioux Falls, which was only a few hours drive from thier current location.  This was the quickest way to get the location of the Winchesters.

[b]"Alright baby, we just made it into Sioux Falls.  It'll be a few minutes until we get to Bobby's."[/b] Jay said before pulling the car off the road.  The shifted the Mustang in neutral, and reached into his pocket, producing a pack of Marlboro Reds, and a black zippo lighter with a skull embossed on it.  Pulling out a cigarette and letting it rest in between his lips, Jay lit it and took a long drag.  Upon his inhale, Jayceon began to speak. [b]"Here's the plan, we kick the door in and take him down fast. I don't think anyone is there, once we got him down we extract the information. I'll have my kit in case, Mr. Singer doesn't want to talk. And you know, I can make him talk.  We won't kill him though, that is not apart of the plan. Also you drive babe, I'm tired of driving."[/b] Jayceon said, opening the door and walking to Elena's side.