Fighter (A Supernatural Fanfic)

Chp. 1

The name's Isabelle. I hunt monsters of all kinds, yeah I know dangerous and crazy. Well it saves people all the time, I mean it. It takes a lot out of you.  My family you ask? They died sadly. They had died on my birthday no less. My father and mother were hunters that had stopped hunting. They got married and had me. Thirteen years later they were killed and for four years I learnt what I could about monsters and such. I started hunting them during those four years. And now I'm a certified monster hunter. Know everything there is to know about monsters. Well almost everything, but right now I have a case I have to find.

I scrolled down my phone looking for a case to solve. I was sitting inside my 68' Chevy truck looking for a monster or demon to kill. Lately there hasn't been much going on. Which was worrying me, I decided I needed a break. I started my car and started driving my way to a friend. He helps me out with some stuff once and a while. His name is Bobby Singer and he helps me with info when I'm to busy to get it myself. But maybe I'd be able to just hang out there till I find a case. Hopefully it won't be to long till I find one. I mean he's like a second father to me, don't get me wrong he's a wonderful guy its just...it can get...awkward between us sometimes. I can't stand that sorta stuff. It creeps me out in a way.      
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I pulled up to the worn house, I saw an unfamiliar car in his driveway. I grabbed my shotgun filled with rock salt and my knife just in case. I grabbed some salt before I got out of my truck, quietly walking toward the worn house. I opened the door hoping it wouldn't creak but it did anyway " Bobby?," I called questioningly. I heard a creak come from his kitchen. I quickly backed myself up against the wall and started walking sideways toward the kitchen. I brought my shotgun up against my chest and ran into the kitchen. Nothing absolutely nothing was in here. A small creak came from behind me. I started to spin around but stopped almost as soon as I felt the small cold circles on my back. I have grown to know that a shotgun was currently up against my back. I felt the urge to chuckle through the fear that had engulfed me but instead my mouth moved along with the first thought that came to my mind " classic shotgun to the back but, you know what I can do when there's a gun up against my freaking back?," I asked as calmly as possible "this!," I yelled at the same time as spinning around and bringing my gun to my captor's face. In front of me stood a tall guy with brown eyes and long brown hair. The guy looked shocked.
Behind him was a two more guys. The other unfamiliar guy was shorter than the first with green eyes and short blonde/brown hair and he was in front of Bobby. I knitted my eyebrows together in confusion "Bobby who the h*ll are the these freaking guys!?," I asked angrily "their other friends that's who they are!," he replied with what sounded like sarcasm. My temper rose more "really I think that a friend's, friends shouldn't hold a gun to each others back!," I yelled "Well then put your gun down and I'll put mine down!," the long haired guy butted in. I quickly forgot my argument with Bobby and turned around to face the long haired guy "oh and just how can I trust you hmm ,how do I know that this guy won't shoot me!?," I yelled gesturing to the shorter guy, "no one shoot anyone!," Bobby suddenly yelled. I slowly put the tip of my gun down while the other guy did the same. I needed to know who these people were " Bobby who are these guys?," I asked keeping my temper under. Suddenly I sneezed once,twice, three times and one more final time "uh...bless you," the short guy said. I lips quivered and a humongous smile slid onto my face "uh Isabelle are ya--- I cut Bobby off when I exploded with laughter. After two minutes of laughing I stopped slowly *ahem* the short guy said. I looked up at the men, I had currently been holding onto my knees looking at the floor laughing hysterically.  I straightened myself up "I...I'm sorry its just I was trying to talk and I just sneezed and it just seemed so funny," I said embarrassed. Bobby sighed "ya haven't changed one bit," he said "Nope," I popped the P. I cracked my fingers "so..um this has been pretty awkward  so far... uh I'm Isabelle but I guess you could call me Izzy or belle?, " I said turning to the two guys.  I wasn't sure about trusting them but Bobby seemed to trust them so I'd take my chances "Dean and Sam Winchester," the short guy said walking closer to me. I scoffed,  I could tell he was trying to flirt with me "1 nice to meet you guys, 2 don't flirt with me,  and 3 you reek of cologne," i said pretending to be sweet. I looked at Sam, his jaw was slightly opened. I smiled hugely at his expression.