JustAnna

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean stared off into space as she spoke, knowing she was right and that Sam would eventually have to make a choice, but it was ultimately his choice. The thought of his brother leaving tore him apart inside, but at the same time, the fatherly side of him wanted him as far away from the madness as he could get. He would be safe there. He could be normal there. He nodded slowly, reaching down to the cooler beside the table and pulling out a beer. He twisted the cap off and took a long drink as she asked if he was only going to talk about family.

He shook his head, “No. It’s not what I wanted to talk about at all. I just feel like maybe you’re the only person I got right now that doesn’t pop their top when you mention stuff like this. I can’t talk to dad about it. He gets pissy and I’m afraid he’s going to lay hands on Sammy…”

He set the beer down and looked back up at her, “So, Mika might be a ghost. I haven’t ever really known of ghosts to just leave love letters, ya know? And I mean…by now, wouldn’t she be all screaming banshee, ready to rip my junk off? She didn’t exactly die normal.”

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Anna sighed, hoping that Sam would have given her the answer she wanted. Closure, if nothing else, about her dad. She nodded her head, her shoulders falling a bit.

“Well, I’m honestly kind of glad. I don’t know how much longer she can go on like this, though. She seems to come back a little more gone, and a little more drunk every time she leaves.”, she explained.

She fidgeted with the bandage on her wrist for a few seconds before looking up at him, “But enough about the folks. What about you? You don’t seem much like the other kids here. And like you said earlier, you want to get away and go to college. What makes you so different?”

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Dean chuckled at the idea of playing spin the bottle. Other than his sister, that could be fun, right? Shrugging, he looked down at the girls and fell to the floor, on his ass with his legs crossed. He then stopped himself and glanced over at Esme, narrowing his eyes at her for a second.

“So, Truth or dare? I don’t know if you ladies want to play with me…”, quipped, “No stripping. I haven’t worked out much since I’ve been in hell.”

His smile faded, but he quickly got it back and nodded his head to the side, “I need to talk to that one, for just a second. Someone get me a bottle, we'll be back.”

He stood up, and reached a hand out to Esme. He just had a few questions. They might be questions she couldn't or wouldn't want to answer, but a lot of what was happening was too coincidental for his taste.

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Annabeth leaned her head back, confused as to Sam allowing her to come with him. He really was the softer of the two brothers. She had no idea what to expect when they got to where he was headed, but she didn't want to let him out of her sight. If he died, or worse...she would have no answers. And to be honest, she liked being around him. He quieted her mind. Still surprised, she nodded at his request for her to follow his instructions.

“It’s a deal. I mean…it’s just recon, right? What could go wrong?”, she asked, glancing over at the rest. She looked up at him and smiled, “I’m honestly just glad I’m missing that…and you don't know what answers you're going to find out there. Honestly, I'm pretty scared."

She reached a hand out and touched his hand, taking a deep breath. Even his skin was calming, "Better than xanax...", she laughed under her breath, hoping he hadn't heard it.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean took a deep breath, thinking that Kenzi hadn’t caught onto his stuttering. He was mostly just elsewhere because he could feel that she wasn’t being completely front and honest with him. But also, he had hunches. Hunches that he wouldn’t act on. He didn’t want to ruin this, not yet.

“Yeah. Dad’s still sidelining him a bit. He understands hunting fine, and lord knows the kid is getting bigger by the day. But he’s a little…lost. It’s like he doesn’t even want to be with us.”, Dean answered her question about Sam not being able to hunt as much as himself. He took another large bite of pizza and stared off for a second, “Sometimes I wonder if I want the kid with us…Maybe he’d be safer, and easier for me to watch out for if he was living some normal teen life. But then again, we’re his family.”

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Anna stopped pacing, raising her eyebrows at Sams words. His dad was a hunter. Which meant her mom was a hunter. It dawned on her that her mothers friends had spoken about the term, before, but never long enough for her to make out what they meant.

She sat down in a chair and pointed to the closet, “She has this shrine of pictures…clippings and stuff. There are pages ripped out of old books about vampires, with names and addresses written on them. Are vampires real?”

When she asked, her eyes got wider, “Do you think my dad was killed by a vampire?”

Supernatural - Hell On The Horizon

Also, I changed my characters face image, because the first one was more of a placeholder I forgot about...

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@AnnaBeth Yup let me knnow when Cas joins

@Chulance

Should be in the next few posts, my love.

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I'm mostly just making sure everyone is still feeling good about things. I know Furie is. Wolvena seems okay.

@Chulance are you still ready when Cas comes in?

and

@ActRaiserTheReturned Are you cool? I haven't really heard from you in a bit, other than your last post in the OOC.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

Dean frowned when she shot him down over the cowboy boots. “What’s wrong with cowboy boots?”, he muttered, scarfing down another large bite of pizza. As he waited for her response to the Bobby question, he studied her body language intently. It was something he was surprisingly good at, having been his dads heavy man for so long. Body language was the quickest tool to breaking someone for information.

When she mentioned she had seen him a couple of days ago, his interest picked up, causing his eyebrows to raise. Bobby rarely mentioned seeing her, but he knew they were both lying. Bobby the most, as he was a horrible liar to those he respected.

“I um…”, he started, while nodding his head at her declaration of needing to check on Bobby. He noticed then, the tells. He brushed it off, making sure she didn’t have a clue that he was onto anything, “Um. Not really. We circled through there a few weeks ago, before the um…the thing with you and me…and um…Sammy stayed with him for a few days.”

He almost pinched himself for stuttering. His brain was elsewhere, far away from the words he was speaking.

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Anna continued pacing as she let the information wash over her. He was the first of these kids that always came through, that actually had a similar story to hers. She knew there had to be others.

“My mom has like…a secret stash. I think she forgets that I’m sixteen. There’s a bunch of like…demonic satan stuff in boxes.”, she smiled mischievously, “Oh my god…I’m probably freaking you out. Strange girl, at some rat trap motel, picks you up at the machines and takes you home with her…then starts rambling about Satan.”

She grimaced as she realized she was doing it again…the over excited thing, “I promise I’m not a hooker or a serial killer, Sam.”

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That's mostly the only reason I have tried to have some idea of one. Right now, it's just the three of us posting, because we have jumped around a lot. Chulance is waiting for the barn scene to bring in Castiel, and then he's in pretty regularly unless he wants to drop out for some reason, but if I know him...and I do...he'll be here.

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Dean cocked his head to the side, giving a ‘makes sense’ look to Sam, “Yeah…you’re right. A little estrogen might be a welcome break considering how much time I spend cooped up with you asshats, usually.”

Smiling at his own joke, his smile fell when Sam walked away from him. Sighing and rolling his eyes, he stepped out around the wall, himself. He clapped his hands together loudly, “So, what’s the plan for you ladies? If I’m hanging around, let’s do something…”

He yawned loudly, suddenly remembering he hadn’t slept, other than in the car. Shaking his head roughly after the yawn, and smirked at the ladies.

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Annabeth nodded at all the women offering their help. Her shoulders relaxed a bit as she released Natalia’s hands. She thought about the fact that the voices and visions had brought them all together, and something about it seemed as fishy as what Natalia was making it out to be.

When Mika offered her assistance as well, Annabeth sighed, “I think…I think I want to rest, but I feel like there is something I should be doing to be honest.”

As Sam exited the other room, she turned on her heel, stepping up in front of him before he could reach the door, “…so you’re leaving. Um. I can come with you. If it’s the d-demon stuff, and I can’t even believe I’m saying that out loud, apparently I’m pretty useful. I’m not sure when or how, or what makes it work. But I can help.”

She rambled off quickly and then took a deep breath, shrugging her shoulders.

Supernatural-My Battle (FuriePhoenix+AnnaBeth)

“What, you don’t think I would look sexy in a pair of cowboy boots?”, he asked jokingly, watching her eat her pizza. This was nice. Even though he knew it wouldn’t last, or that John could screw it all up at any moment, he still enjoyed the peace while it lasted.

“So, you heard from Bobby in a while? Last time we were all together, you guys seemed to be getting alone. And honestly, as lonely as he’s been, I figured he might enjoy the company.”, he mentioned, taking a massive bite of pizza. He watched her face, awaiting her reaction as he chewed.

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Anna narrowed her eyes as he spoke about Kansas, and being on the road since he was a baby. His story paralleled hers once again. She pointed a finger at him as she leaned against the table, “Let me guess, you’re 16. Your birthday is in May..”

She ran her fingers through her silver hair and her eyes lit up excitedly, “This is insane. So, what does your dad do. Like, what is he doing to try and find the killer? Does he have any leads?”