Wynter Black-Mikaelson's story continues.
Book two in the Chaos Series.
Wynter never thought she would die young, yet when she did she found her life only then truly began.
Soon she finds herself in a state of limbo being offered the chance to be re...
ΩANΩ UNTIL 2008 IT IS PREPARING AND WORKING BEHIND THE SCENES. THEY MEET THE BOYS AT THE START OF SEASON 4 WHEN DEAN GETS BACK FROM HELL.
2000-2008 LEBANON, KANSAS/ SIOUX FALLS SOUTH DAKOTA WYNTER'S POV:
When we stepped out of the Portal, I figured out we were inside the new house in Sioux Falls. Sasuke started looking around before asking in a perfect American accent English, "Where are we?" Shocking us all. It seems Primal gave him the language to go with the new look. He also had the knowledge we have now as well. He still retained all his fighting and chakra and eye powers. He was still a ninja. "Sioux Falls, South Dakota" I answered. Nik looked to me with an arched brow and asked, "How the hell can you tell looking out the window love?" I laughed and opened the curtain, showing them all the property located a good distance away. "That is Bobby Singer's place and he leaves in Sioux Falls." I smirked. Nik shook his head laughing. "You watched that show too many times love." "Hey! I don't want to hear it! You watched it just as much as me!" Sasuke just laughed at us both. Narcissa and Marcus had already been placed in the bunker to run our company while here. Jordan and Natasha would travel with us when we did. First things first time to get some ink. We all piled into the 2 cars. Nik, Sasuke and I in the Mustang and Jordan and Natasha in the charger. We headed out and found a tattoo artist. He gave the five of us a funny look when we all wanted the same tattoo and in the same spot. We got the anti-possession tattoo on the left sides of our chest. Although we added wings to ours, Primal assured us as long as the core symbol was there it would work.
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We then went home. The next order of business was to make a couple of important allies. The first lived right across from us. Mr. Robert "Bobby" Singer. I knew Primal had spread the word to all Hunters and Men of Letters for generations before we got here. They had legends about me and mine and how we help and we hunt. How we are not the monsters they hunt. That we will be what gives them peace from such. Primal was even polite enough to show them what I looked like. So I got changed and grabbed a basket that contained a fried chicken dinner and an apple pie.
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