𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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A strong metallic stench is the first thing Lexi noticed as she regained consciousness. Next thing she noticed was the throbbing in her head. When her eyes fluttered open, her vision was foggy. As she lifted her head, she quickly winced at the pain in her skull. She blinked to clear her vision, that's when everything came back to her; Jack, then not Jack, the shifter, the hit to the back of her head. She jolted awake.
Lexi scanned her surroundings. Okay, large room, open space, broken windows, cracked floorboard and...machinery? While she was sat on the floor, tied to a pillar by what felt like rope, old machinery surrounded her in the building. But based on the rust and broken pieces on the ground, it was clear whatever factory she was in was long abandoned.
She yanked on the ropes that tied her arms around the pillar behind her, but the movement only made her throbbing head worse. She couldn't see the wound on the back of her head but based on the pain and the wet feeling on her scalp, she could only assume it was bad.
"Son of a bitch." Lexi hissed as she gave up struggling. That fucking Shifter. She felt like a fool for believing the act. She should of known based on how different 'Jack' presented himself. He wasn't stood up straight like he usually was, he was slouched and lazy. God, it made her feel sick that she kissed a monster.
Laughter echoed through the walls, deep and chilling, followed by footsteps moving from behind her to in front. Muddy boots came into sight, and as her eyes trailed up, she saw the man occupying the shoes. He was tall, muscular, and blonde. Exactly how Joe described. He had a cheshire cat smile on his face as he stared down at her. His posture was relaxed, a toothpick in his mouth that he casually chewed on, he was acting as if it were any ordinary Tuesday. But his smile showed his pleasure from her pain.
"Something funny?" Lexi snapped.
The shifter played with the toothpick in his mouth. "Oh yeah. You. Struggling. It's adorable." He chuckled.
This fuelled the anger in Lexi's chest as she narrowed her eyes, "Why don't you come a little closer? See how adorable I am with my foot up your ass!" She leaped forward but the restraints pulled her back.
He didn't even flinch, "Woo!" He yelled in excitement, "Just the sweetest." He mocked.
"Who are you? What do you want?" Lexi asked with a clenched jaw.
"What is this? 21 questions?" The shifter said, "At least buy me a drink first."
