Supernatural Imagines

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You held your kitchen knife up as you stood in your living room. Something was in your apartment, and it seemed to be hunting you. It looked like your neighbor Mrs. Jenkins the old lady, but when you saw her reflection in your mirror you saw something you weren't expecting to see, a gray zombie like face. So you did what any normal person would do, you locked your neighbor in your bathroom and grabbed a knife. 

Mrs. Jenkins screamed sending chills down your spine, but surprisingly you weren't as scared as  you should have been. Maybe you weren't so normal. "Let me out darling. I won't hurt you." She cooed. Just then she broke down the bathroom door. 

Her elderly look was something so weird to see breaking down a solid wooden door, but nothing about today was normal. She sped towards you at with unnatural grace. As she approached something grew out her palm, it looked oddly like a pointy bone. "This shit ain't natural." You muttered grasping the knife harder. 

Once she was only inches away you stabbed the knife straight into her chest, but when she didn't cry out in pain you froze. "Nice try darling." She smiled evilly. 

"What the hell are you?" You said yanking out the knife. 

"Your reaper." She said pinning you against the wall with her non pointy hand. But soon she started to move it towards your head. You started to freak because you realized she was aiming to stab that thing in your head. 

"Hell no." You struggled against her grasp, but she was like a super human. 

Just when you thought you were doomed your door burst open and in ran two extremely attractive men. They were both super tall, the taller one had longer hair and soft eyes but right now they had feriousity in them. The other one had a leather jacket and the hottest face on a guy you had ever seen. But none of this processed because you were being chocked to death. 

Mrs. Jenkins hissed and turned toward your new guests. "Hunters" She hissed. "You're too late." She turned back around towards you and she stuck her point in my head. You let out a scream, but instead of feeling it go more in it was pulled out and her weight was pulled off you. 

Once you got your oxygen back you opened your eyes to see the taller guy next to your couch looking out cold, but the hot one was punching Mrs. Jenkins left and right. In his one had he had what looked like a silver knife. Maybe that's how you kill it. 

Mrs. Jenkins hit the knife away from him and pinned him up against the wall chocking him in the same way she had me earlier. 

These guys had just saved your life, now it was time to return the favor. You crawled on the floor towards the dropped knife. Once you had it in your grasp you stood up behind her and stabbed it straight in her back where her heart would have been. 

Mrs. Jenkins let out a scream, and she kinda crumpled. "That's for trying to kill me bitch." You hissed yanking out the knife. 

You stood there breathing heavily as you looked at the bloody knife in your hand, and then dead old lady who wasn't really a lady on your floor right in front of you. You should have broken down into tears like a normal person, but instead you burst into laughter. 

"You okay?" Said hotty standing up grabbing my face and turning it towards him. 

"You really think I'm okay?" You heaved gasping for air. "I just killed my elderly neighbor who was in fact a monster trying to kill me. What the hell was that?" 

"A wraith." Hotty said walking over to tall. "I'm Dean by the way, and that's Sam." 

"Y/N" You said said. "Wait, why am I telling you. The person who just broke into my apartment, and killed my neighbor and knows why she tried to kill me. Why did she call you hunters?" 

"That's what me and my brother are. We hunt the supernatural." Dean said shaking Sam. "Sam!" 

Sam groaned and sat up. "Did you kill it?" He asked. 

"I didn't, Y/N here did." Dean said. "In fact that was insanely badass. You would make a good hunter." 

"Yeah, one lucky shot isn't enough to go around killing ghost and stuff." 

"Maybe you should think about it." Dean winked at you making you feel a little hot. "We're down at the Bower Motel. Room 22. If you want to join us come down tomorrow we could use someone like you."