Void ~*~ Kevin Tran

prologue

prologue: based off of 7.23 Survival of the Fittest

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     The Winchester's had saved her once again. The first time was when she were six. A vampire was attacking her family in a parking lot, and John Winchester had beheaded it. It was then they decided to take her on the road. Now, she is on a hunt for demons, trying to get information before practically dying.

     Aka, sending herself into the Leviathan battle. She was risking her life once again, and she wasn't as prepared this time. Most of the time she had her Uncle by her side, yet he was dead now. Bobby was killed by the leader Leviathan. Dick "Friggin" Roman.

     The battle was not what she wanted to do. She wanted to have it all be over, and she wanted to be on normal hunts. Yet, she didn't know what normal was anymore. To the rest of the world it was having a life that you repeat each day. For her, though, being twenty meant hunting and killing monsters.

     Usually she wouldn't feel much for anyone. She learned to not get attached to anyone, even the Winchester's. That all was slowly going to change. Only because of that poor kid. Kevin Tran was completely going to change her entire life. He would bring light to her life.

     "You want me to get who?" she asked making Dean roll his eyes.

     "His name's Kevin Tran and he's in advanced placement," Dean said making you nod slightly.

     "Okay, yeah, where do I find him?" she asked crossing her arms.

     "Sam will be with you. Our one mission with him is don't let Crowley take him. Understand?" Dean asked. She nodded, turning to leave the cabin, but Dean grabbed her shoulder.

     "What?" she asked furrowing her eyebrows. 

     "Stay safe," Dean said. She nodded, turning and walking to the door again. 

     "You know I can't keep that process," she said with a smirk. She walked out with Meg to the Impala for the grand entrance. 

          *****

     Meg had helped her get inside easily. Which meant she had to get upstairs as fast as possible. She rounded a corner, dagger ready, only to see Sam there. 

     "Oh, god, Sam," she breathed out. "Don't do that ever again." 

     "No promises," Sam said. She hit his arm, then they began walking down the hallway again. As they passed a room, she stopped. Sam turned and looked at her. "What's wrong?" 

     "Did you check this room?" she asked and Sam shrugged. She turned, pulling her bobby pin out of her hair, and picking the lock easily. The door opened, and there sat the prophet tied and gagged. "Sam." She put the bobby pin in her pocket, then pulled out her dagger. She cut the ropes, and untied the gag from his mouth. "Hi, Kevin. I'm Annabelle. Right now we gotta leave."

     "Wait. We can't leave yet," Kevin said as he stood up. 

     "Uh, yeah, we can. It's okay. We got to go," Sam said motioning to the door. 

     "You don't understand. Dick's got creamer in his lab. He's gonna kill all the skinny people," Kevin said quickly. 

     "Wait. What? Slow down," Annabelle said extending her hands. 

     "We have to blow up the lab. Please," Kevin said. Annabelle and Sam looked at each other, then she sighed. 

     "Meet me down at the lab. I have something to do," Annabelle said beginning to back out of the room. 

     "Where are you going?" Kevin asked as Annabelle was about to leave. She turned and nodded. 

     "No where important." She ran down the hall to the stairs to be met with Leviathan. She grabbed her blade, and quickly cut the woman's head off. She started running up the stairs again until she got to the top floor. She reached the room she needed, and kicked the door open. There sat what she needed. Her soul. She opened the brief case, briefly covering her eyes. She shut it again, being partially blinded from it. She started running down the stairs again, fighting off Leviathan's every so often. There was a point where she went to swing at a Leviathan, but it just disappeared. She looked around, wondering what was going on. 

     Annabelle's heart pounded as she made it to the lab. She saw Sam and Kevin standing there. Along with some black goo splattered everywhere. She walked forward slowly, not understanding what had just happened. She realized Dean, Cas, and Dick Roman were nowhere to be seen. 

     "Sam, we should go," Annabelle said. He looked back at her and she held up the brief case. 

     "What the hell?" Sam asked confused. 

     "More chompers any second, Sam," Kevin interjected. 

     "Not to worry." They all looked past Sam to see Crowley standing there. "I have a small army of demons outside. Cut off the head, and the body will flounder, after all. Think if you'd had just one king since before the first sunrise. You'd be in a kerfuffle, too." 

     "Which is exactly what you wanted," Sam stated with anger in his voice. 

     "So did you. Without a master plan, the Levi's are just another monster. Hard to stomp, sure, but you love a challenge. Your job is to keep them from organizing," Crowley standing with a satisfied smile on his face. 

     "Where's Dean?" Annabelle asked beginning to walk forward. 

     "That bone... has a bit of a kick. God weapons often do. They should put a warning on the box," Crowley said tilting his head a bit to the side. 

     "Where are they, Crowley?!" Sam yelled this time. 

     "Can't help you, Sam," Crowley said. He snapped his fingers, two demons appearing. One on each side of Kevin. Annabelle went to move forward, but hands had latched onto her arm as well. She was pulled back by the demons, but wouldn't go out without a fight. "Sorry, Sam. Prophet's mine. Along with your little wench." 

     "You really do have a way with words," Annabelle commented. Crowley smirked, then snapped his fingers. In a second, they were gone. 

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WOOP WOOP. THIS IS GONNA FLOP
Hopefully not though. I love Kevin, he's so
precious and amazing. First chapter up

soon so let's just hope this doesn't 
flop majorly. 

bye, peeps.