Fawks (Supernatural FanFiction)

HELLO, ALONSANS. YEP. THAT'S WHAT IM CALLING YOU. 'ELLO ALONSANS. THIS IS A NEW STORY. AND ITS SUPERNATURAL. SO. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. :)

OH. And just so you know, my character I created, who is by the way, P.L FAWKS (Aka Pandora Lily Fawks), runs a personal blog, where she records her hunting adventures, gives advice, and helps how ever she can. Besides actually helping. She dosen't risk physically helping anyone, but she does give you tips online.

CHAPTER 1: INTRODUCTIONS AND STUFF

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Hey there, survivers. Fawks here. Today, I bring you the thirtieth installment of my adventures in hunting; the story of my most recent hunt... drumroll please...

Vampires! And no, I can assure you, they did NOT sparkle. They clawed, quite a bit, but never once sparkled. Where did sparkling even come from? It's preposterous.

Anyways...

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I awoke early in the morning, quickly packing my bags. I had to hurry, if I wanted to be the first one there.

I pulled a brush through my messy red hair, it falling in waves down my back; almost immediatly becoming slightly tangled once again.

My hair is like Miley Cyrus... it can't be tamed.

Did I literally just say that? Never. Again.

Anyways, im on my way to Ohio. Some mysterious death has taken place there. Poor guys eyes were liquefied. 

Of course, I know exactly what is going on... Going into a hunt blindly is like slitting your own throat.

Yes, I did just quote myself. My advice is pretty nice, or so I have been told. Anyways, I hop into my 55' Green Chevrolet Bel Air, and am on my way.

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It's the day of Mr. Shoemaker's funeral, so I decide to investigate the scene. While everyone's downstairs mourning, i'll go check out the bathroom, where the supposed stroke happened.

It was so obious it wasn't a stroke. I already know what it is. 

I just don't know why,  or how it is. That's what I need to figure out. 

Anyways, I stealthily make my way through the sad looking guests, and quietly make my way upstairs.

The bathroom is the first door on the right. I open it slowly, looking towards the floor. The blood stains were still there. Why is there so much blood? There isn't this much blood in a skull, is there? 

I heard two sets of footsteps coming quietly up the stairs, so I hurriedly left the bathroom. Immediately after I closed the door, two tall attractive men were standing in front of me. They looked startled to see me there, and were standing oddly close together… they must be a couple!

I winked at them, and winked. "It's all yours, boys. Have fun."

The taller one looked angry, and the shorter one looked amused. They said in unison, "N-no were not-"

"Suuure. Whatever." And I moved around them, giggling quietly. I think they replied, but I didn't listen. I got downstairs, and walked outside. I need to get back to my car, so that I can find a motel room. Driving, yay! I honestly love driving my baby so much! She's a gem!

Anyways, I drive for a little while, and get a room at some random motel. Research powers activate!

Did I seriously just say that? Never. Again. 

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DID YOU ENJOY IT?!?

I hope you did!! Lemme know!! :)