Hunter's Blood
A Supernatural Fanfic
After the events of season 8, Dean Winchester's life takes an unexpected turn when he meets his 15-year-old daughter, Rain Smith-Winchester-a daughter he never knew existed. With the same hunter's blood running t...
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2008
In Lawrence, Kansas, 2008, it was late at night, around 10 PM. Inside a house in an empty neighborhood, the sounds of glass shattering and screams filled the air. Downstairs in the house, suddenly, a female with long, straight dark brown hair, a tall, athletic build, and striking angular features with expressive eyes—named Victoria Smith—ran up the stairs. Her clothes were bloodstained. She ran into a children's bedroom and shut the door suddenly.
"Mom?" an eleven-year-old Rain Smith sat up, seeing her mom run into her room just as Victoria locked the door.
Victoria turned to Rain, shushing her. She picked her up, and they hid under Rain's bed while Victoria covered her mouth. Suddenly, a figure—tall, at least 6'4"—walked in. His face was covered, and he carried a bat and a small dagger. He looked around the room, whistling softly. He whistled an awfully unique tune.
He tilted his head, looking under the bed. He grabbed Rain's legs, pulling her out from under the bed as Rain screamed in fear. Rain grabbed her mom's knife in a hurry and stabbed the man, but it did nothing. Victoria quickly got up, pulling Rain from his arms, throwing her aside just as the man grabbed Victoria by her throat.
"Mom!" Rain screamed, hoping the man would let her go.
"Rain, run! Find your dad—his name is Dean—"
Before Victoria could finish speaking, the man put his hands in her mouth and ripped off her jaw with his bare hands. Rain screamed in horror, taking a few steps back before running out of the house. The man slowly ripped Victoria limb from limb. Rain took a look back, tears streaming down her cheeks, but she managed to keep running and leave the house.
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2012
Four years later, Rain, now 15, and on a solo hunt, entered a hotel room. There were cut-out photos and newspapers everywhere, like a crime board. She swung the door shut with her foot since her hands were full while holding coffee. She set the coffee down on the desk by the door before removing her leather jacket and hanging it up. Grabbing her coffee, she sat down on the couch and sipped while doing research on the hunt she was on.
