Witches. Hunters. Love (Dean Winchester Story)

Chapter Two

Dean's P.O.V.

"Wait. Wait. Wait. Hold up. So you're telling me that we're going to gank these sons-of-bitches with Hansel and Gretel? Is this some kind of joke?" I asked Sammy.

Sammy is my younger brother. His name is Samuel Winchester; Sam for short. I'm probably the only one who calls him Sammy, though. He doesn't like that which makes it even more fun.

My name is Dean Winchester. I am a supernatural hunter. Yes. 'What the hell is that?' is right. Let me tell you. A supernatural hunter is someone who goes out around the world hunting supernatural beings. Those beings consist of ghosts, witches, angels, werewolves, demon, vampires, and many other weird creatures. Trust me. I'm pretty sure I have seen it all. Or maybe soon I will have seen it all. With this kind of job, you never know what you're gonna see or experience.

I didn't choose this life. I honestly wish I had a choice. If I had a choice, I would have chosen a normal life. One where I didn't have to live hunting things and worrying about those things coming after the people I love like they always do. I would never wish this lifestyle to anyone. Not even my worst enemy. This life is a living hell. Sure you get to kill all those monsters and protect the world from those evil bitches who are trying to kill everyone, but it is nothing but a living nightmare. You watch people die. You watch them get taken away from their family only for them to never go back to them. Not only that. You watch the people that you love and care for get hurt and even get killed. You watch them get tortured. I've experienced all of this, before. It's nothing but a fucking nightmare.

"Yes to the hunting with Hansel and Gretel and no to it being a joke. It's just not the two. They have a little sister," answered Sammy.

"They do? Since when? How come I didn't know about this? How come I wasn't part of the gossip?" I asked in a sarcastic manner with a hint of confusion. I know about Hansel and Gretel. I know their story, but I never knew that they had a little sister. That was never in the story. Was there something I missed? Has my whole life been a lie?

Sam rolled his eyes. "They kept her a secret. I'm guessing they wanted to protect her. You know?" He asked as he looked at his laptop. Of course, I knew all about that. Whenever we want to protect someone from those monsters, we also keep them a secret or stay away from them.

"This still seems like some kind of a joke. Hansel and Gretel? Really?" I asked. "Are we gonna go to Neverland with Peter Pan, too? Or. Or are we gonna go to Wonderland with Alice? Maybe talk to animals like Cinderella? Or hey. We might as well go visit the seven dwarfs and Snow White in the woods," I said sarcastically.

"First of all, how do you know about all those things? You're not the kind of guy to watch Disney movies. Let alone, even know about them," He said as he gave me a weird look.

"I have a life outside of hunting too, okay? If I have time to watch Scooby-Doo, then I have time to watch Disney Movies. I mean come on! It's Disney! Who doesn't like Disney?!" I defended as he smirked. "Shut up!" I said as I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever, Dean. This is something serious. I can bet you anything that this isn't a joke," He said as he went back to his serious self.

"Hmm. Okay then. I bet you twenty bucks that all of this is a joke," I said, raising an eyebrow.

"Deal," he answered as he extended his arm to shake on it. I hesitated a bit but then shook his hand, sealing the bet.

"Okay then. If they're real, why don't we go have a chat with them?" I asked.

"Oh, we will. We'll meet up with them in three days," He answered as he started typing something down on his laptop. I smiled knowing all of this was a joke. But then again, we have faced some weird shit throughout life. I'm starting to rethink my decision on that bet.