Tragedy strikes Taylor Sanchez as at 14 years old, her parents are killed by vampires at their cabin in the woods. Her identical twin and best friend, Elle Sanchez, was reported killed but they never found the body. Bobby Singer, a family friend, ta...
I was running through the woods after a pack of werewolves. It was right after midnight and I had tracked them to a small town on the outskirts of Kansas. I was jumping over holes in the ground, fallen trees and soon I jump and I stab a werewolf with my silver knife. "Hiya," I say, after the other werewolves turn around. "You..," A female werewolf sneers. "Me," I say, before throwing it at her. It went through her and the other werewolf behind her. A werewolf grabs my arm and I can't get out. I grunt as I try to get out of his strong grasp. "Crowley's going to be pleased we have the other one," He says, but I bite his hand and when he yells in pain, I roundhouse kick him in the face, with my silver toed combat boots.
I grab my bloodied knife and look around. All the werewolves are dead, dismembered really. I turn around and see a red headed woman, I raise my knife at her. "Who the hell are you?" I ask, not moving from my spot. She just laughs and walks closer to me. "My name is Rowena, I'm a witch," She says. I just stare at her. "You expect me to believe that you're a witch?" I ask. She says something and my silver knife starts to burn, I yelp and drop it. "Believe me now?" She asks. "Kinda," I say. "You really don't trust anyone these days do you?" Rowena asks. "No not-wait, what do you mean by that?" I ask, pulling my hood down from my head. "I've been watching you, you have quite strong power," She says. "Okay lady," I say, grabbing my mini knife and turning around. She is now in front of me. "We can help each other!" Rowena says. "Yeah I don't know about that," I say. "I can give you tips on how to control it," She says. "Yeah and what do I get in return?" I ask. She just smiles at me and holds out her hand for me to take.
Rowena and I teleport to a city near Lebanon, Kansas. "Okay, so you want me to kill your son, Crowley?" I ask, so confused that my head is spinning. "Just a wee little token of your good faith," Rowena says, as we go to the hotel room suite. "Okay, anything else?" I ask. "Maybe the Winchesters as well but we'll cross that road when we get there," She says. I didn't want to say it but I kinda did want to kill those good for nothing, sons of bitches but..she could tell. "Soo, when was the last time you ate?" Rowena asks. I just look down at the ground. "It's been 3 weeks," I say, not looking at her and walking into the room. "Well, after you get situated, we'll get a bite to eat, maybe get changed?" She asks. I look down at my blood sucked clothes. "Yeah," I say, walking into a bedroom.
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I go to the closet and there are clothes that look like they are my size. I don't even want to ask. I grab these clothes
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I wash my hair a little with some shampoo since my hair is covered in grime. I put my gun and knives in the black bag. I walk out and see Rowena is sitting on the couch. "Ah, ready to go?" Rowena asks. "Sure," I say.
We go to a 5 star restaurant and you can tell I'm under dressed. "Table for 2 please," Rowena says, politely to the waitress. She gives Rowena a smile and she looks at me and her whole attitude changes. "Right away, come with me," She says, grabbing one menu. I follow behind and we get to the table. I sit across from Rowena and she can tell I'm uncomfortable. "Not your scene?" Rowena asks, not looking at me but looking at the menu. "We couldn't have gone anywhere else?" I ask. A waiter comes to ask us what we would like to drink. Rowena orders a lemon water and I order red wine (it's been a loong few months). "So, you seemed pretty interested in killing the Winchesters," She says, putting down the menu. "I am, but you suggested it so you must hate them too," I say, leaning on the table. She just shrugs and pulls out a hex bag. "Want to see something incredible?" She asks. I just look at her and she calls a waitress over, the same one who gave me the disgusted look. The waitress stands next to Rowena as she whispers some incantations. The waitress looks confused but walks away. But before she can get away, she start yelling in pain. I look at Rowena horrified but soon the wailing stops and the waitress is dead. "I think it's time for us to leave," I say and Rowena nods.
We ended up leaving but not before grabbing me a to-go bin of chicken alfredo (what? i was hungry). We go back up to the hotel. "So, I have a question for you Rowena," I say, while shoveling food in my mouth. Not shoveling but almost shoveling. "Anything darling," Rowena says. "My uncle told me to go to the Winchesters bunker, should I?" I ask. "Well, my dear, that is entirely your choice, maybe getting to know them will make you hate them less," She says. "It's funny really, when I was 11 before all the crap, I used to have the hots for them," I say. She just smiles and watches me eat. "So, I do have a question for you this time," Rowena asks. I just nod. "Do you still have those headaches?" She asks. I stop eating but resume. "Sometimes, why?" I ask. "You are the key to many things Taylor, but only show up in headaches and feeling, if you would allow me, I would like for you to harness them," She says. I stop eating and look at Rowena and the only thing I can do it nod.
A/N: This takes place when Taylor is in her late teens/ early 20's. Bobby is dead now and she decides to hunt on her own. She is the most feared female hunter by supernatural creatures. She hates the Winchesters because they screwed up her hunts 3 times more than she liked. The next chapter is going to be when she is living with the Winchesters, in her late 20's, early 30's.
