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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆
what if your impression of me is wrong

ISABELLE IS THE middle child between Dean, the oldest, and Sam, the youngest, though she is only hours older than Sam, but he likes to think he's older than her

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ISABELLE IS THE middle child between Dean, the oldest, and Sam, the youngest, though she is only hours older than Sam, but he likes to think he's older than her.

Being the only girl meant that she was always babied and put to the side so that she wouldn't get hurt, but, like any other Winchester, she was a rebel. If her brothers and father were going to treat her like a baby, she would show them just how tough she was. So, she trained harder than anyone, always trying to best everyone with everything, even if it was just eating her food the fastest.

She was small, smaller than the average girl, her being 5'1. But, she made it up for size in rage. She was a very outgoing, angry person who spoke her mind. She always spoke up, she was not one to sit back and watch everything implode. She was one tough son of a bitch. With her rage and training, she was basically a rapid dog with muscles, waiting to punch anyone in the face.

So, it was easy for her when she was on hunts with her brothers after their father disappeared. That is what truly started the downfall of their lives.

Isabelle Winchester had truly seen it all, from ghosts all the way to demons and angels. She had been face to face with Lucifer himself and even God. She and her brothers have evaded death more times than anyone could count. Actually, the only Winchester who actually stayed dead was their father, John.

You see, after the Winchester's gave God back his sister, he gave them something back, their mother.

But, the last time she had seen her brothers and mother was when they were completely surrounded by the walking dead. Jack and her had gotten separated from them and they've been on their ever since. And Jack has been very depressed because Lucifer had taken his grace and then was killed by Michael from another universe. And, of course, they had killed Michael, too. It was a difficult job to do, and it even went in to a few days of the apocolypse, but they did it, they killed two archangel's within days of one another.

And, the only reason they have to deal with the undead was because, for some reason, when they killed the two archangel's, it changed reality and made the dead come back to life.

"It's going to be fine, Jack," Isabelle told Jack the same thing she has told him a million times since the two of them got separated from the rest. "I know you're worried about mom, Dean, and Sam, but--"

"I'm not just worried about them, Isabelle, I'm also worried about my father, Castiel. He hasn't been seen since I blasted you all away and started the apocolypse." He was frowning, like he has been since he lost his grace.

"Oh, my god!" Isabelle exclaimed, throwing her bag of weapons down in agitation. "Just shut up with your fucking depressing thoughts. I'm tired of it. I have been hearing you whine, mope, and cry for days now." She placed her hands on her hips as she faced the young, naive nephilim. As she saw his eyes glaze over with tears, she sighed. "I'm sorry, Jack, but, I'm tired, hungry, and really wanting to find our family." She tilted her head. "And I want some pie."

"Well, I can't get you any pie, but I can watch you while you sleep," Jack told her, trying his hardest to show that he was able to do something other than mope around. "I really want to help. I just need to do something, anything, even watching you drool in your sleep."

Isabelle gasped. "I do not drool!" She was defensive as she crossed her arms. Jack tilted his head, giving her a look with his light blue eyes. "I do not drool..." She trailed off, only chuckling when she saw Jack smile at her with his adorable little grin. He might look like he's sixteen, but, really, he's only a few weeks old. He had the mentality of a child and he was very adorable when he really wanted to be, even without trying most of the time. "I hate you." She scowled.

"You do?" Jack frowned, looking like a kicked puppy. "Why? What did I do?"

Isabelle chuckled. "I don't hate you, Jack. I'm joking."

"It was not a nice joke," he responded, frowning.

She shook her head. "Jokes aren't all meant to be funny." She bent down, picked up her weapon bag and wrapped her free arm around him. "I think we deserve a small break, do you not?" He shook his head and she grinned, leading him towards a small motel a few blocks away.


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i know it was really short, but how do you like it so far?

my character, Isabelle is going to be a complex. she'll be very care free, especially around jack, her brothers, mother, and cas, but, around other people, she isn't going to be so carefree. she is going to have many different sides of her personality that you will eventually get to see. i hope you're excited !

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