supernatural life.

past memories

the head of the vampire rolls away and its own body as the first light of the day starts to be visible at the horizon. i wipe the sweat from my brow with the sleeve of my jacked , when i look at it its all spotted red. " dammit , stupid leeches " i grumble as i go to retrieve the head and toss it in the pile of heads and body's. i put my hands under the arms of the corpse and drag it too the same pile. i take the lighter fluid out of my back pocket and pour it over the pile. the last package of matches is tossed after it creating a burning flame that will eat every last part of proof i was ever here. 

my phone , what is tucked in my backpack all the way over with my bike , starts to ring loudly. shit , forgot to put it on silent. i really have to remember to be more careful. i pick up the phone and answer the call with a " yup? " 

" uhm.. hi emily , its uhm its me castiel. i don't know if you remember me but " i interrupt the caller before he can stutter his way true more words. " yes castiel , i remember . the angel i saved from other angels for some fucked up reason." its silent for a few minutes before he starts to talk , this time more confident although i am pretty sure he has his hand on the mike cause its rather difficult to understand him sometimes. " yes , i'm glad you remembered me . i need you to do me a favour". i roll my eyes and turn my back towards the fire , it is too distracting for me , i just love how flames eat things. " if i recall , castiel , its you who has to do the favour not me. " i almost growl at the handsome angel at the other side of the phone. " yes yes i know , but this is important. you see my family is in trouble and i think , NO i need you to go see if they are alive". his family? he is a freaking angel ...  what family other then angels and " god " can he have?

" castiel .... family? " i am getting lost here without an explanation. once again its silent on the other side of the call .   " yes , my human family . sam and dean winchester" i almost throw my phone away at the mention of those names. " oh no castiel , i am not getting involved with them , they have a reputation of getting everyone involved with them killed ... including themselves!!" castiel must have heard the panic in my voice cause the next words he utters are soft and pleading. " please , i cannot help them. i need you to do so , you are the only person i trust in this quest". i let the request and the way his voice sounds so sweet and soft flow around me. when i catch myself daydreaming i force myself to respond to him and hope i did not let him wait long.  " fine , but why can't you not help?" . " i will send you the adress , thank you " is all he says before ending the call. i glare at the phone for a minute before putting it away. " bah angels " i grumble as i load my backpack in and put it on my back.  i step on my bike and rev it to life. at the exact same moment a text comes in. i take the vibrating device from my pocket and check the text. its a number not previously saved so i assume it is from castiel. 

after checking the address i stuff the phone back into my pocket and drive off , curious as to what i will find that is so urgent according to castiel the annoying ass angel.  miles of road fly away under the speed of my tires. ill be damned if i show up the winchesters current hide out and see that  nothing is wrong. i promise you , there will be one angel named castiel less in this world. the winchesters are known for bestowing trouble on those who dare to help em . some admire the fact that they would sacrifice anything and everything for one another but others think they are as dumb as rocks for doing so.  i find a little river on my way over and stop to get myself at least a little cleaned up. no need to frighten their poor  hearts by coming in all covered in blood. 

i unzip my jacket and get a washcloth from my backpack. the ice cold water on my face gives me chills , but the refreshing nature of it slightly calms my aching bones and mind. i use the same washcloth to clean up my clothes and jacket as best as i can but i will need to find a laundromat in the near future for this. i look at my surroundings  nothing but forest in front of me and a small hill , the little creek of water and some rocks . looks pretty peaceful. behind me is the road that will take me directly into my own living hell that is currently called winchesters. i place my ass on a rock and dangle my now bare feet in the ice cold creek , taking some time , to calm down and to get my thoughts together before i get everything together and leave to what is , did i mention this before ? , my doom.