MEANT TO BE MINE

Sam Whinshester ~Time~

Author's Note: So, I have watched some Supernatural, but I'm not going to be completely correct on the info. So, if something related to a character or 'rules/things related' to a supernatural creature aren't correct just pretend it's a different type.

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You looked at the photo on your phone before looking back up at the house, this was the house. There was a family here claiming they thought their son was controlled by a demon. If so, you would be able to hold him down while you contacted a local priest to force the demon out of him. If this happened ten years ago you would think it was utterly mad. Going place to place, seeing if demons were controlling people, pretending to be people, vampires, werewolves, ghost-it was all real. In some ways it was a blessing, giving your 'special' situation-you were never out of a job, while a curse as you could never live a normal life. The smell of human blood reaching your nose, you quickly knocked the door open. Your eyes were met by a bloody site of two bodies a male and female what appeared to be the parents, however the smell told you they were demons shifted into the parents. So, the parents were dead somewhere. 

You followed the sound of fighting to see five people in a room. Well, looked at three people. You could smell three of them were demons and two were humans, you presumed to be trying to fight off them. One of the human males was sat on the floor, holding a wound on his abdomen. Then human male left standing had a look of terror as his eyes thought of what do to. His eyes fell on you. 

"Oh for fucks sake, there's another." ??? said. 

The demons turned to glance at you before turning back to the man. 

"I'm glad you could join us, we were wondering when you would show up. We thought the one on the floor smelled the best, he does doesn't he? We figured he could be your first." One spoke. 

You didn't respond, just pulled out your gun and shot one of them. The demons turned at the sound, surprised that your hunger hadn't taken over you.  The distraction was enough for the man to pick up his gun and shoot the one closest to him. The renaming one kicked him back, knocking the breath out of him as he slammed against the wall. You ran behind, slicing them demons head off, blood splattering on the humans face. He stared at you, unsure what to do. You sniffed the air before sitting down, looking at the standing man. 

"There's no more demons, take care of the bloody guy." You spoke. 

The man continued staring at you for a moment as you took off your bag and began pulling out a package. 

"Staring at me isn't going to help him, if I wanted to hurt you I would've. I would help myself, but that would be bad idea right now."

He seemed to snap out of it as he checked on the man beside him, your attention on him drifted to the package in your hand. You took a breath to try to calm yourself as you unwrapped it. Raw meat. While the sight of it was disgusting, the smell registered in your brain like a freshly baked pie and as if you hadn't eaten for a week. You quickly ate it, trying to get your hunger in control. 

"That's a new one." The injured man said. 

You turned to look at him as you finished off the small package of meat. 

"It keeps me from eating people." You say. 

The man came back and stared between you and the man on the floor, before leaning down to patch him up. He positioned himself where he could keep a eye on you, if you tried anything.

"So, what are you exactly? A demon with a hero complex?" The standing man ask. 

"Not exactly." You replied, sarcastically. "I'm the rare case where a human gets bite by a demon then doesn't kill a human. You fight the urge to kill and eat, it leaves you in a middle state of being between a human and a demon. Although, only meat can contain hunger. Raw meat."