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Kid (John Winchester)

WARNINGS: Minor profanity, something new, Enjoy Lovelies💖

Imagine....
You were hunting. Let's just say you were fairly fresh meat and was still getting the hang of things. A man much older than you saved you from an arachnid attack. Nasty ass spider people gave you the heeby jeebies.

Your POV

It's hard to describe the sound of ripping flesh. Even more difficult is the sound the flesh makes when a vampire makes first bite. You wouldn't think your sense of hearing would be paramount when you are being attacked but I guess that is just one of the ways the body separates itself from the pain. I never expected to survive but every morning I'm reminded by the two scars, resembling perfect holes. I look at the tv, the news was on mute. Nothing intriguing.

I look back at my neck for a second but quickly stop when I hear the banging at the door. I open it to find an older man;dark black hair, buff. " Hey kid, your parents in?" I roll my eyes. " Nope." I grin. " Well when do you think they'll be back?" I wanna yell, just go away! I don't want to be preached to about the god almighty! For fucks sake. But I don't. " Well hopefully never." He raises a brow but I just lock the door and push past him. " Have a nice day Mr." I get in the trash car id stolen from the impound lot and head down the road to follow up on a case.

I look in my review to see a grey truck in my rear view, it's off in the distance. It looks brand new compared to this dump. I pull up to the driveway, of a neighbour to the victim. Slowly knocking on the door. A woman answers the door, " Hello there." She smiles. " Hi, Mrs. Lang, right?" She nods. " I'm Marie Anthony. Me and a few others are putting together a vigil for Mr. Farbaugh and I was wondering if I may talk to you a little about him." She smiles and nods, opening the door larger. " Of course, come in." I give her my widest smile and walk past her into the doorway. She then leads me into the leads me into the livingroom. " So how long have you known mr. Farbaugh?" She sits down taking a sip of something out of a mug.

" He moved in about a year ago,so not for long." She hides her face, sniffling. Yet it's dry faced she remain. " Did he have any friends, enemies?" She raises her head. " um, no. But- I- he was acting weird before he was found. " I raise my brow. " Define weird...." She shakes her head, her eyebrows knit with what looks like confusion. " I don't know, paranoid. He wouldn't come out of his house. I had gone over a week or so before and he said he was in danger. Spider-People we after him? When I asked him about it- he just slammed the door." I nod.

Standing , I smile. " well thank you for your time but I really ought to be going." I open the door, hurrying to get out. " But wait! What about the vigil?!" I smile back at her, opening my car door. " I'll let you know." I yell and slam my door, leaning against the seat. I fucking hate arachnids.

I catch a glance into my rear view mirror, grey truck. Creeps these days, I just hope he knows I have a .22 on me. The whole day was spent tracking down these pain in the ass spider-people. I lead myself to a condemned house, in the middle of nowhere. Great just what I needed, creepy old house and creepy fucking spider people. I grab the machete out of the trunk, two guns on my hips and a shit ton of ammo. The walk up to the door, if possibly the scariest think I've ever seen ever. Centipedes, millipedes, giant spiders, even beetles, they all lined up on the house.

I knock ever so slightly on the door. For the most part praying they don't answer. The door cracks open and I lead in, machete raised high. "Come out, come out wherever you are." I sing. " or don't." I mutter under my breath and clearly the didn't hear me because a hand grabs my shoulder. I spin around to find a black mouth man. I lunge and swing the machete for his head, it misses by centimetres. He tries to make a grab for me but I fall back, then retaliating with a punch that connects. He doesn't budge. Two figures grab my arms and I resist; as the first dude comes closer I kick him in the balls to which he falls. " Stupid. Humans." He groans. I hit the two behind me in the face which causes them to loosen their grip. I cut off the head of two behind me an was about to turn around but he had already gotten back down.

He lunges and we fall to the floor, the machete is out of reach. My one hand  against his neck to keep him away from me, the other desperately grasping for the machete. It's completely out of reach. I push and push him away but it's too late. He grabs something, I can't make it out and a thud is all I feel against my head before it all goes numb and black.

I wake up to feel a warm liquid on my forehead, I reach to check but find my hands bound. Looking around I notice we're in a cellar, skeletons lie on the floor but to arachnids to be seen. My machete- gone. No weapon in sight. I'm gonna die here, I fucking hate spider people.

John's POV

She's been gone for too long. It's been more than an hour. She should have been back by now. I get out grabbing my gear, I head into the house. Stupid ass spider people. Crap lines the walls, from broken bottles to literal trash. " You stupid son of a bitch!" The somewhat familiar voice rings from the basement. I carefully continue down the steps, avoiding all creaks in the floor. Peering over the banister I catch a glimpse of the girl I had been following. " Cmon sweetheart, the less you struggle the easier it'll be on both of us." She just smirks.

"Bite me, twelve-eyes." I can't help but give a satisfactory grin. " Stupid girl." The monster sneers, pulling it hand back to hit her. She flinches under it but a brace face is still present on her. " Not yet, we can't abuse lunch." The two chuckle as she struggles against the ropes. She looks around- that is until her eyes meet mine. She looks over to to her side where sawed off shotgun and a machete sits. Then she eyes to where her hands were. She had a pocket knife with her, sawing away at the ropes. " You know you guys are really crappy at keeping an eye on your captives. It'd be a shame if you got distracted, oh how easily I could get away." They roll their eyes. I look around for a distraction, anything to get them away from her. A pebble.

I chuck it at the wall near me. They both look over, the 'boss' signalling for the other one to check it out. He walks over to where I threw it, meer inches. I grab him, my machete against his neck. " Hey asshole!" The other one turns around. She leaps from the chair, grabbing her weapon and swinging it. His head slides off his neck and I follow , decapitating the other one.

"Thanks." She walks past me up the steps. " hey wait up!" I shout grabbing her arm. She faces me, and the look she gives me reminds me a hell of a lot like Dean's. " Look thanks for the help but I work alone and I really don't need a geezer hanging around, shadowing me." She pulls her arm from my grip. "You don't know what's out there. The blood it brings. It's all on your hands. You're gonna end up getting yourself killed." She stops in her tracks, tilts her head towards her shoulder, " Just finishing up the job."

"Oh so you're on a suicide mission?" She spins around so we are now face to face. " Why do you care? Like, really? I'm just some kid. You don't know who I am, the shit I've seen, you don't know anything. So why the hell does it matter?"

" You're a kid. Lemme guess, some monster that goes bump in the night, killed your parents. I'm assuming by the age of that bite mark and the way you try to hide it, that it was a vampire. Now you're on some revenge mission to take down all the bad guys, right? Thing is sweetheart- they aren't coming back and this is just gonna end with you dead. So do me a favour; come with me. At least that way you'll last a little longer." Her eyes are teary. She turns and wipes them. Then faces me again.

" Okay. A month. One month and if this doesn't work out- I'm gone. Understood?" I nod. " Good." She grabs her stuff and heads out to her stolen car. " Nope. My car." I smirk. She rolls her eyes. " I'm regretting this already." She mumbles.