Harley Winchester - Season 1- Supernatural Rewrite

Dead Man's Blood (Final Part)

We slowly snuck in through the doors. One lonely vampire walked towards the door to inspect the noise we had made. Dean slowly snuck up behind him.

"Boo." The vampires turned around as Dean chopped off his head.

"Boo, really?" I giggled as Dean shrugged.

We both walked over to the cage of people we were trying to free earlier.

"Told you we'd come back." I smirked as I glanced through the holes.

Dean started to pry off the hinges again.

Knowing John wouldn't make it on his own. We hid in the forest to see the whole exchange he had with the vamps. John got tossed into his truck and knocked out. I flung an arrow soaked in dead man's blood at high speed into one of the vamps chest by using my magic.

The three of us emerged from the woods, Sam and Dean with crossbows, my eyes glowing red. We got rid of the remaining vampires when I heard Sam grunt in pain.

On instinct, I turned to see the leader of them all holding him hostage.

"Don't, I'll break his neck." He said holding Sam in a chokehold.

I could feel my eyes shining as bright as ever at the thought of Sam getting hurt.

Red magic oozed from my hands that were down at my side.

"Put the blade down." The vamp said spearing glances at me. I could tell he was afraid, he better be.

Dean picked up his hands and dropped the blade. I stood next to Dean breathing heavily.

"You people, why can't you just leave us alone, we have as much right to live as you do." He muttered.

"I don't think so."

He turned around to see John with the colt. Without enough time to blink, John shot a bullet straight into the head of the vampire, killing him. We could see his skeleton flash in his body. He fell down to the concrete. Even though I knew he was dead, I blasted him with my magic making his head come clean off. I could feel my eyes start to return to their normal red, then their normal green color.

"Luthur!" The female yelled. She was about to run after John when the lady we tried to save earlier grabbed her, and pulled her towards the car. They both drove off.

We were back at the motel, packing our things.

We were shoving clothes into our duffle bags when John walked in. The three of us turned towards him as he leaned against the door frame.

"So..."  John started.

"Yes sir." Sam replied.

"You ignored a direct order back there."

"Yes sir."

"But we saved your ass." Dean spoke up.

"You're right." John agreed.

"I am?"

"It scares the hell out of me, you three are all I've got, but I guess we're stronger as a family."

"So.." Dean edged on.

"We go after this damn thing, together."

"Yes sir." My siblings and I responded in unison.

Sam and Dean grabbed their bag and walked out the door. I was about to follow but I stopped and walked back in towards John.

"You never answered me." I whispered to John.