Dean: *Saw something go by the window, and looks outside to see Levi on the ground, slowly yet quickly going back to his human state.*
Sam: *Was finished talking to Larson.*
Dean: Sam, it looks like we dont have to look for Levi anymore.
Sam: What are you saying, Dean? You heard what Larson said. We both know that Heimich will do anything to get to Levi. We should be looking for him before he gets himself killed by Heimich!
Dean: Thats not what I meant Sam. I mean that Levis found us; hes outside right now. *Goes outside using the window. Also grabbed some clothes for Levi.* Now to just wait for him to wake up.
Heimich: *Followed just as fast.* Not so fast, Winchester. *Like Artie his expressions have the ability to turn to two extremes. Unlike their last encounter Heimichs menacing aura is completely exposed as he glares at Levi.* Im dealing with this one.
Dean: *Had his gun out and at the ready, knowing that something like this would happen. Aiming directly at Heimich. Larson had told them what was needed to stop Heimich if worse went from worse.*
Sam: *Also aiming at Heimich. He and Dean were holding flamethrowers as well.*
Dean: I wouldnt try to touch him if I were you.
Heimich: *Grins.* Its not always the big guy you should look out for.
*Sam can feel the barrel of a gun being pressed to his neck while the sharp edge of a knife is felt on the back of Deans neck.*
Dean: *Keeps his gun trained on Heimich.*
Sam: *Quickly turns and knocks the gun on him in another direction.* This person made an amiture move. Dont they know that its better to stand at a distance away from your target instead of putting the barrel directly on their target, ensuring that what just happened wouldnt happen? *Kicked the person back, and is now aiming at them. He had done this while thinking.*
Dean: *Had done something similar, but he dropped the flamethrower and pulled out another gun. One is aimed at the person that held the knife, and the other is aimed at Heimich.*
*The person coughs up a bit of blood.*
Artie: This is why I hate hunters. *Lowers the hood he was wearing.* You never stop to think you only attack.
Heimich: *Charged forward in the second Dean diverted his attention to Artie, and grabbed him, holding a knife under his jaw, enraged at Sam.* No one messes with my cousin!
Artie: *Coughs up a bit more blood.* Damn it.
Heimich: Fool, this is why I told you to stay! Youre not meant to be a fighter.
Artie: "Shut up! Im a knight type! Im meant to fight to protect the people close to me, so thats what Ill do. *Struggles to stand up.*
Sam: We had every right to defend ourselves.
Castiel: *Appears behind Heimich, holding his angel blade against Heimichs throat.* And I have the right to defend them.
Heimich: Heh, the irony. Gods angels sent to destroy.
Artie: Save the comebacks for later Heimich. Theres a bigger issue at hand. *Tries stepping forward. Falls down as he starts to vomit blood.*
Heimich: *Fearful.* Arthur.
Artie: I-Im fine! *Shaking.* Shit. I cant stand. This cant be happening now!
Heimich: *Almost lets go.*
Artie: Dont you dare try to help me! *Losing his sight.*
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Random Supernatural RP, Part 1
FanfictionThis is a Supernatural RP that I worked on with one of my friends. I apologize if there are any errors and inconsistencies, for I didn't have time to go through the entirety of this to fix them. That being said this might contain spoilers, nonethele...
