A baby is like the beginning of all things - wonder, hope, a dream of possibilities.
~Eda J. LeShan

⏳July 18, 2000 A.D.⌛️

"CORMAC!"

A shout was heard by the American wizard Cormac Pembroke. Cormac Pembroke immediately ran to the source of the noise only to freeze at the sight he witnessed. Lying on the steps of the church being held down by two women was his pregnant wife; Sariel, withering in pain.

Wasting no time Cormac Pembroke quickly appeared at his wife's side. Cormac recognized the two women holding his wife down as Jessica Deveraux and Céleste Dubois. Two well known witches of New Orleans, Louisiana as well good friends of his.

"Cormac she's going into labor we need to deliver the baby now!" Jessica Deveraux shouted at the panicking wizard.

Cormac simply nodded his head in shock watching his beautiful wife scream in agony.

"Snap out of it Cormac!" Sariel yelled at her husband who was simply staring at her.

Snapping out of his daze Cormac instantly picked his wife up and set her down on the large desk-like top at the front of the church.

"Shh, darling you're okay I promise. Within an hour all this pain will be over and our little girl will be in her mother's arms." Cormac lowly whispered sweet nothings into his wife's ear comforting her.

Sariel only screamed in reply holding onto her pregnant stomach. Céleste walked over to the couple with a white sheet in her arms. She threw the white sheet over Sariel's lower half in haste.

The church started to shake, an earthquake taking place. The huge rumble caused both Cormac and Jessica to fall to the ground while Céleste stood over Sariel's body preparing to deliver the Nephilim.

This was no ordinary birth taking in place. Sariel was not human, no she was something else entirely. Sariel was the fifth and final arch-angel created by the hands of God himself. Sariel was one of the most powerful beings to ever exist as well as one of the oldest. There were only five arch-angels ever brought to existence, God's first creations.

For the most part Sariel stayed in Heaven until two years ago when she walked Earth for the first time in a millennia. That was when she met Cormac Pembroke, an American wizard. It was love at first sight, or as most called it the soul-mate bond.

Two years later the first Nephilim in almost four thousand years was being born. A Nephilim was a hybrid between the union of a human and angel. A Nephilim between a human and angel on its own is an extremely powerful being, capable of destroying planets if pushed far enough. A Nephilim between not only a wizard, but an arch-arch as well was unheard of. The power this being would possess could be enough to potentially bring the universe to its knees.

Producing a Nephilim was illegal by the laws of Heaven.

This is why Sariel and Cormac made the decision to keep this a secret in the Wizarding World, the only ones who knew of this birthing were the witches of New Orleans and the other angels in Heaven. Due to cupid frequency the other angels could sense the oncoming power beginning to enter reality.

The witches of New Orleans were different from that of the normal Wizarding World, they stayed isolated in Louisiana and practiced ancient magic passed down from their ancestors. The New Orleans witches only consisted of a coven with about thirty witches who were all extremely religious. The couple trusted the witches of New Orleans with their lives, as these witches were pure and served nature as they were suppose too.

Cormac Pembroke the husband of the arch-angel Sariel, came from the normal Wizarding World. The Magical Congress of the United States of America, to be precise. Cormac attended Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry graduating with all O's. Cormac gave this life up; however, and moved to New Orleans, Louisiana with Sariel. He soon became a witch of New Orleans and is now the apprentice of Céleste Dubois along with Jessica Deveraux.

Just as Cormac and Jessica started to stand they fell down, as the church once again began to shake. Sariel let out a wail of agony as she could feel something with large amounts of power trying to force its way out of her uterus.

All across the world lightning storms, earthquakes, tornadoes, and hurricanes were thriving and destroying cities. Illness and famine were spreading like wildfire as well.

Scientist were trying trying to find a possible equation as to the chaos occurring globally.

In the Wizarding World it was different. Every continent was using their most powerful spells in an attempt to calm the storms as well as try to find the culprit behind this. However, nothing seemed to work.

The Wizards of the Wizarding World were not fools, they knew this destruction was not at all natural and this was being caused by something magical. Though no one suspected that a Nephilim was in the midst of being born.

Both Heaven and Hell were in complete mayhem as both angels and demons could sense the birth of the Nephilim. By far the most powerful one ever born. Heaven knew this must have been an arch-angels child as no other Nephilim could be capable of causing so much destruction. It was taking all of Heaven's power to not let the Nephilim's birth completely destroy the Earth.

Sariel started to scream even louder if possible as she could feel her daughter starting to push her way out. Sariel wouldn't be surprised if Lucifer could here her screams all the way from Hell.

"Sariel, I can see the baby! You need to start pushing!" Céleste yelled over her screams as she stood in between her Sariel's legs.

Cormac and Jessica finally were able to stand up through all the shaking and both rushed to the arch-angels aid. Jessica smoothed Sariel's hair out of her eyes in a comforting manner while Cormac grabbed her hand.

"One more push Sariel the baby's almost here!"

With all of her will power Sariel gave a final push and soon cries filled the empty church. Céleste quickly grabbed the baby and cut the Umbilical cord.

"Jessica get me a sheet." Céleste said softly while rocking the newborn baby in her arms softly.

Jessica quickly handed Céleste a white sheet while curiously gazing at the newborn Nephilim.

"It's so hard to believe that this tiny little baby is causing all this destruction world wide." Jessica couldn't help but laugh staring at the tiny baby with big fiery brown eyes.

Céleste quickly wrapped the Nephilim up in the white sheet a smile gracing her lips. Céleste could feel the power radiating off her in waves, it was overwhelming.

Cormac stood whispering sweet nothings into his wife's ear with a smile. Cormac could not be any happier now that his child had been born. Sariel's body was healing slower than normal as giving birth to this child had taken a lot out of her. With the help of Cormac, Sariel sat upright staring the white bundle of sheets in Céleste arms.

"She's so perfect." Céleste cooed while handing over the Nephilim to her mother.

Sariel grabbed her daughter and held onto her as if she would disappear in seconds. She stared into her daughter's brown eyes that were identical to her own with a smile. A few tears fell as Sariel stared at her daughter with nothing but love in her eyes.

"She has your good looks." Cormac Pembroke said aloud while gazing down at his beautiful daughter who reminded him so much of Sariel.

Sariel handed their daughter over to Cormac who eagerly took her. Placing a tender kiss on her forehead Cormac smiled down at his daughter. Cormac chuckled slightly as he noticed the many freckles peppered over his child's face giving her a look of complete innocence.

"Adriel." Cormac whispered the name while gazing at his daughter.

"What?" Sariel asked her husband having heard the name leave his lips.

"Adriel. Adriel Pembroke." Cormac looked at his wife for approval.

A smile appeared on Sariel's lips at the name.

"Adriel Pembroke. I love it." Sariel smiled at her husband who handed her their daughter once again.

"Adriel Pembroke." Sariel said to her daughter swearing she saw a smile on the newborns lips.

🕰🕰🕰🕰🕰

Soon after the birth the world wide chaos came to a conclusion. The chaos had only went on for about thirty-minutes, yet almost ten million wizards and non-magical folk had died from it.

That day July 18, 2000 A.D. everything changed. And it all started with the birth of the Nephilim. It all started with Adriel Pembroke.