Claws & .45's

Chapter One

The night was cold as the receptionist walked home from work much to late then expected. The moonlight made the skeletal eerie shadows from the trees dance upon the pavement, while the wind whistled through the bare branches. A hungry predator awaited in the shadows, watching its prey with intent eyes. He was ready to make his move once the woman was hidden from plain sight of the street, she turned to the empty and cover of the park trees. The predator grumbled lowly, a step behind her. He made himself known with a low grow. The woman turned to face his massive size and bolted into the park forest shrieking for help.

He savored the chase and the adrenaline rushing through him, the helpless humans tripped over her clumsy feet as a different scent drifted in the wind toward him a scent of a hunter.

Prox had heard the screaming of the women on her walk back to her motel. Her gun in her hand she followed after the sounds of crunching feet and whimpers, aiming when the chase had slowed down.

The beast lunged for proxy, happy to have a challenge, teeth exposed Forgetting completely about the woman.

"Bleck." She wretched at its awful smell, taking quick steps, or to be more specific, stumbles backward to escape being creamed.

She took another step back and shot at it, brown eyes more black in the natural darkness. She took a few more shots as she stepped backward, not being able to see much.

The beast growled and swiped at the hunters arm, drawing blood. The beast lopped off into the cover of the forest before the hunter countered attacked, disappearing into the trees.

She let out a small wince, slipping her gun in to her pocket and covering her scratch. She looked around to see if the women was still there, squinting.

~Meanwhile~

Dean hums to Kansas as he drives the impala to the nearest town, pumped after slaying a nest of vamps in Missouri.

She hummed quietly in the back of the seat, eyes closed as Ice leaned back, Humming 'shook me all night long' by acdc.

"Who's up for a celebratory drink" Dean said happily to Sam & Ice.
They've happens upon their hunter friend during a shapeshifter case, lucky for them she showed up on time to save the day.

"ME!" Ice gave a cheer. Dean pulled up to a motel "I'll head to the liquor store and you guys can get the room". Ice wiggled her eyebrows "Hear that Sam, were gettin a room" She jokes, glances at dean. Dean chuckled "not in my bed guys". Ice bit the inside of her lip "Please I wouldn't sleep with Sam even if he gave me puppy eyes, no of offence , just not my style or guy" she hopped out of the impala with her bag.

Sam followed after her with his bags as Dean waved and pulled out of the lot in search of a liquor store. Ice turned on her heal and slammed her forehead aginst the palm of her hand. "Damn it Ice, way ta go" she mumbled to herself as Sam came back with a motel room key. She started into the room and plopped down on one of the beds 'such an idiot.' She thought to herself. Sam laughs as he placed the bags off to the side of the room and glanced at the two beds. She sighed "Ya know, I'll just sleep on the floor or some shit" She said standing. "Don't worry me and Dean can manage a bed for the night" he assured and pulled out his laptop from his bag. Ice leaned against the wall and glanced around,  Feeling really awkward "Kay" she replied. "So when are you deciding on telling him?" He asked her while looking at the screen of his laptop.
She jumped slightly "Tell him, what exactly?".

Sam looked innocently at her "about your feelings towards Dean". Her jaw tightned. "Shut up" She goes to sit on her bed. Sam held his hands up in defense "Won't mention it again".  "Good" She sassed as she leaned back, mind now racing 'Damn it Sam.' She thought.