Chapter 4

Sam was in my car, while Dean and Cas shared his. #Destiel. Yup, I ship it. I mean, they're cute together. Don't you agree?

"Having fun yet?" Sam said out of no where.

I turned up the music. 'Wanted Dead or Alive' by Bon Jovi blasted through the speakers. I turned it up even more. My iPod was plugged in, so I had a setlist of a bunch of stuff. I could feel Sam's eyes on me.

"I'll say it again. Either take a picture, it'll last longer. Or, I'll gauge your eyes out with my knife." I said, still looking at the road.

"I don't get you. You put up this 'I'm a badass bitch' mask, but in reality, you're just human. You're like Dean and I. You get nervous, you get scared. But, you don't let anybody see it." Sam spoke over the loud music.

I turned it up louder as 'Good Thing (St. Lucia)' by Everything blared through the speakers. The rest of the ride was quiet. We both pulled into a small side road by the woods. A few yards from where these people were being taken. I reached over, opening the glove box. Sam tried to move back as far as he could. I grabbed the holster and slid it up my leg. I could feel Sam's eyes one me once again.

"It's rude to stare, Sammy." I spoke in a monotone voice .

I got out of my car, grabbing my keys and going to the trunk. I popped it open, and grabbed the panelling concealing my weapons. I propped the panelling up with an iron crowbar, and rummaged through my crap. I grabbed the few flares and the flare gun. A lighter, which I slipped in my sweatpants' pocket, was handy. Just in case, I grabbed my silver .22 and placed it in my holster.

"So, what. You're just gonna walk out there and hope it comes to see you?" Dean said next to me.

I slammed my trunk closed, "No, Dean. I'm gonna call out to it. Maybe have an infant as a sacrifice." Sarcasm leaked from my voice. I walked to the front of my car, Dean following.

"I'm tempted to leave you with it." Dean grumbled.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch. I'm just going to wait. It usually works." I crossed my arms, "You guys stay here, Cas you sit in the trees out of sight."The sound of wings flapping and Cas was gone, "You two, are staying here until you hear something."

"Why does Cas get to stay out of sight?" Sam asked.

"Just in case you two meese can't get there fast enough."

"Meese?" Dean questions.

"Ya' know. The plural form of Moose." I said, "There's two of you, so..."

I began to walk into the thick wave of trees. The darkness was eerie, and the moon was the only light source I had. I stumbled through the trees, getting whacked with branches, and almost tripping over vines and roots. A clearing came through the tree line.

I saw a tent and some light right in the center. Wonderful. Pedestrians. Possibly a casualty. Just what I need.

I walked over to the tent, "Is anybody in there?"

I opened it, immediately plugging my nose. Another mutilated woman sat in the middle. Her gray eyes glossed over.

"Oh, Popp. You never know when to stay away." A menacing voice cased me to turn around.

A man. Mid twenties stood at the tree line. He was tall, about four inches taller than I was. He was leaning against a tree, his arms crossed.

"Who are you?" My hand went to my throwing knives.

"You should know me, Kylee," the man pushed off of the tree, and walked a few feet, "Seattle? New York? Ring a bell?"

"Jared." I growled his name. Little fact: he's a vampire that I've been tracking for months.

"I'm surprised you never figured this out! I mean, I do only kill women, and I was trying to make it seem to be a Wendigo. I mean, come on! They don't just mutilate the body. They eat the whole thing." Jared stalked toward me. His mouth curled in a smirk, "And now, I have you right where I want you."

I was slightly confused. Well, that was until four hands grabbed me from behind. By my guess, it was two vampires. New vampires. Jared stalked over to them. I looked over my shoulder. A blonde on my left, and a brunette on my right. Female.

"Wonderful. You're turning innocent people." I grumbled.

"Yes, I am." Jared moved to the blonde, pulling her into a sloppy kiss like you see in the movies. Ya' know, when the two female and male villains kiss? Yeah, that's what it was. The brunette's lip went out Ina pout, "Don't worry, sweetheart. We have later."

I gagged, "Okay, eew."

"Can I ask you a question without you retorting with the usual level of sarcasm?" With jared standing behind me, his hand lightly ran across my jaw line.

"If you can ask it without the usual level of stupid." I retorted.

I started to pray to Cas silently.

"Don't think about calling your beloved Angel here. I used a little banishing spell. It should give me some time to steal you." Jared's smirk was back, "But, anyway, why do you think I have you where I want you?"

I actually thought for a moment, "I have no clue, J."

"Your power. And your father. Your father murdered my whole nest. All of them. My wife. My kids. And my creations. And then, I found out he had a kid. So, I let him go, but I thought. Why not have a little revenge while he rots in Hell?" Jared started to pace in front of me.

I started to struggle, "Fuck you! You dirty vampire sonofabitch!You asshole. I will cut your heart out! Then I'll wait for you to come alive again. AND KEEP REPEATING IT. AND FOR THE FINALE , I WILL CHOP OFF YOUR LIMBS ONE BY ONE, AND CUT YOUR HEAD OFF LAST."

"I'm so scared." He said flatly, almost chuckling at my threat.

I saw a small flash from behind him. A smoke bomb erupted, and the girls let me go. I saw a machete through the smoke. I caught it and ran after jared. He couldn't be that far. I heard blades go through skin, and thumps on the ground. Sam and Dean got them, I get Jared. Jared was tackled, and I could see his many sets of teeth come from his gums. Vampires were never my favorite. The smoke cleared, and Sam was holding jared down.

"Move!" I shouted bringing the machete over my head. Sam moved, and the blade fell upon the target. Jared's head rolled from his neck. I felt the blood splatter in my face, and I wiped it with my the back of my hand, "Told ya."

I was breathing heavily, and I could feel hot tears stream down my face. I felt emotional. That douche brought up bad memories, and worse ones of my fathers death. I kept walking to my Impala, ignoring the shouts from Sam and Dean. I guess I dropped the machete because it wasn't in my hand when I opened my trunk.

I grabbed a rag and a water gallon. Wetting the rag, I got as much blood as I could from my face. All of this happened in one night.

"What the hell happened back there?!" I heard Dean's voice come from the tree line.

"I hesitated. That's what happened. I was caught off guard." My voice sounded like Castiel's. Boring and Monotone, "I'm gonna go now. So, it was fun working with you." I slammed my trunk, and walked by Dean , patting his shoulder.

His large hand came on the crook of my elbow, "Nu-uh. After what just happened, you're not leaving and hunting on your own."

"Dean, you have no control over me. So, bite me." Oh how ironic.

"No! What the hell happened that's making you teary eyed and hurt?" He pulled me toward his so I was facing him.

"I hesitated! Okay?! I thought that just for a split second that I could handle it. I didn't think it was going to be someone I had a history with; someone who wanted revenge for my father. But, guess what? I hesitated, and almost got myself taken. Tortured even." I felt more tears stream down my face, "I wish he would've gotten his revenge so I'd be six feet under with my family!"

I yanked my arm away. I didn't feel like talking. I slammed my door, and put the keys in the ignition. I heard the gravel grumble under my tires, and fly away. When my tires caught traction, I was off into the bloody sunrise.

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I kept driving. I planned on staying away from these boys. But, Bobby could be seen. Maybe I could tell him about the knife. Or the weapon thing. My whole problem in general.

"Hello, Kylee."

"Jesus!" My car swerved on the empty road, "What did I say about that Cas?!"

"I apologize."

I rolled my eyes, "What can I help you with?"

"Pull over." He stated, monotonous as usual. I did as I was told, "Now, you're going to feel pain. Only for a second."

"Why?" Before I could ask more, Castiel's hands were on my ribs. Excruciating pain exploded through my ribs. A light glowed, and I saw the outlines of my ribs. The pain suddenly stopped, "What the hell Cas?! What the hell did you just do to me?"

"I saved you. I just marked you so the angels and demons couldn't track you. Even myself." Castiel disappeared.

"Wonderful."

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DEAN POV

"What happened?" Sammy asked.

"She just left. She said something though..." I said, turning Baby's wheel.

"What'd she say?"

"She wished she were six feet under with her parents. And something about history with that guy." I said, pressing the gas.

"I wonder what happened to her parents."

"Something is sketchy about this chick. She knows something we don't. Look at what I got from her bag." I dug through the duffel in the back seat, pulling the leather bound book.

"You stole a book?" Sam asked searching through the pages, "Her journal."

He gave me this look that rang with 'You-stupid-ass,' "Sammy, it's only collateral damage to her. There's nothing important in it anyway."

"Dean. It has family history, supernatural creatures we've never even heard of, and other crap that's never been spoken of. Demons, angels, and everything in between. Look."

I pulled in to the motel's parking lot. Yanking the journal from Sam's grasp, I flipped through the pages. Sam was right. There were symbols for killing a demon without exorcism. Banishing spells for an angel. Reaper traps. Other things I couldn't even name.

"Damn. There is definitely something going on." I mumbled to myself.

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KYLEE POV

I knocked on Bobby's door in the light of the early morning. It was maybe 5 am. Bobby would certainly be up.

Bobby swung open the door in his usual attire. He looked tired and gruff. A few more tears fell before he pulled me into a hug. Memories of my parents flashed through my mind.

"What did those two idjits do?" Bobby's gruff voice was strong when we pulled away.

I wiped the tears from my eyes, "Nothing... Just... Jared. He said some things that seriously pissed me off. Brought back old memories."

"That vampire that's been followin' you? I'll kill that idjit." Bobby's voice was still gruff and angry.

"Already taken care of... I'm just... I miss my parents."

Bobby and I walked over to the couches and sat down. I told him about the hunting trip, and pretty much everything else. How the memories were worse than good. A few minutes later, Bobby brought out coffee-which I gradually drank- and we started to talk about our other problem. The angel weapon thing .

"Bobby , Castiel told me more about that weapon that's linked to me... Or vice versa." I brought up after silence.

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A/N: soooo... Yeah... Whatcha' thinking so far?

I KNOW ITS LATE. I HAVE BEEN AT DCC.

~Mae