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Kyleigh's Point Of View
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I jump down from the window, rolling to break my fall. "You could've warned me!" Tabris complained, "I could've teleported us down!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." I rolled my eyes because the angel I was stuck with. I climbed the fence and went over to my truck. I unlocked and threw my stuff on the passenger seat. Tabris says, "You kick me out of your body if you want to, I think I might be too annoying to hang around with you."
"Eh, I had worse." I say to the angel, starting up the truck. I back up the vehicle and drove off.
I started playing some of my CDs an hour into the drive. "So, ya know where we're driving?" I ask the Angel. I drank some of my soda, she then answers "Actually, yes. We need to find the Winchesters." I cough, holding my chest. "Frigging, you serious? Those two are idiotic killers with credit card fraud and identity theft."
"Yes, I am extremely serious. We have to find the boy with the Demon blood." Tabris says, "They're somewhere, in um... halfway across the country?"
I roll my eyes and picked up more speed. "So basically, 20+ hours in my 1972 truck, with 15 gallons left, which would mean I'd have 194.6 miles until I gotta refuel. In turn would make me need to-"
She snaps our fingers, and we were in a junkyard?? "Oh hell no. We are not parking this beautiful piece of metal here." I say, looking into the car mirror. I opened the door and walked out. I locked it and looked around. "Who's yard are we at anyways?"
"Bobby Singer's, and in the house over there.." Her voice flattens as we both feel a gun against our head.
"Who are you?" A male's voice states, he cocks the gun.
I put our hands up, reply snarkily, "Coraline Jones with a frigging Angel on her shoulder."
"Do you think that this is a joke? Tell me who you are and what are you." He commanded one more time.
"Kyles, and the frigging high pitched child is the Angel Tabris." I introduced us to the guy who is threatening to kill us, although it'll most likely kill me.
"Turn around," The man with the deep voice said. I roll my eyes and spin around. "Hi!! Tabris, nice to meet you! I'm an Angel of the Lord and.... about 2000- 3000 years old and-" "Shut up, Tabbie!" I stopped her rant.
The brown haired man with green eyes kept the gun on me, but grabbed something out of his jacket. It was a flask. He opens it up and splashes my face.
"The hell?" I ask.
"Winchester, Dean Winchester." He said. "I heard 'bout you." In the corner of my eye, I saw a beautiful car. "Is that a 1967 Chevy Impala? 'Cause if it is, I will give you a friggin' hug." I smiled, looking at the beautiful car.
"Hey, don't go drooling on Baby. There's somethings I gotta know, like how you and an Angel are sharing a body." He says, getting your attention back.
"I honestly don't know how I still have control of my body, but I still do." I tell him leaning on my olive truck. "Anyhoo, I heard you Winchesters started the apocalypse. By the way, nuts for brains, amazing job trying to stop it."
"Hey, you try stopping the apocalypse!"
"Dumbshit, I got an Angel on my shoulder!" I say, poking his chest. I heard a gunshot ring out. It was from behind. There was a stinging pain in my gut. "Shit." I says, holding my stomach.
My brain was pounding, my heart's beat was the only thing that I hear. Muffled screams around me. I looked at my hands and I felt dizzy. I fall to the gravel...
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Tabris's Point Of View
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'Crud! I was supposed to protect her!! Uhhhh, what do I do?! I don't go to Earth, or do anything helpful in fact!!' I panicked, I push our body up and look at the bullet wound.
I touched the girl's stomach, trying to heal it. This is the first time trying to heal someone without having help from the medic Angels.
"Bobby, what the hell?!" The elder Winchester yells at his father figure. I saw a bright light coming from our fingertips. It soon stopped as the wound closed up. Kyleigh soon wakes up and says "What in the name of Godric Gryffindor did I wake up to?"
Bobby looks at the girl he shot, who was already healed up. I said "Hello Bobby Singer, it is I! An angel of the lord!" "Mhm." He sarcastically says, pointing the rifle at us still. We're not doing any harm to him or his property, why the hickety heck does he want to kill us?
"I swear to God if you shoot I will run you over with some frigging thing." Kyleigh says, backing up towards her truck. "Actually, he's the calm one of the group!" I say.
"What the hell..." She mutters.
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Kyleigh's Point Of View
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I stood up and wiped all the dirt off me. "Please, I need some soda right now and someone to explain the situation to me."
The man who shot me said, "C'mon, follow me." I walked with him, and looked around the junkyard. There was so many cars, all with their own story. As I was distracted, the man splashes me, again with water. I sigh, wiping my wet face. He then said "Hold this coin." "LOL, what?" I said.
"Hold the damn coin already." He says, as I got on his nerve. "Okay, okay." I say, grabbing the coin from his hand. "Now what?" I ask. "The coin's made of iron, he wanted to check if you were a Shapeshifter, Djinn, Fairy, Lamia, Revenant-" "Okay, we get it, you feathery ass." I say.
The man with the trucker hat rolls his eyes. He then opens the door to his house and said "Help yourself and don't go downstairs." The man walks out the room, leaving me in his house.
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Tabris says "Hey! We should go down there!"
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Freedom Without Wings
FanfictionSupernatural Fanfic! - Hell, a place where demons come from and suffer under the reign of MANY leaders. The leaders would range from Crowley to Lucifer to Amara. Purgatory, a place where monsters fight to the death. A human would fall there once a...