Vissa had finally unpacked the last box of things in her new apartment, above her new shop. She had bought it after a friend of hers called saying the owner got his eyes torched by some feathered dickwad and the shop needed a new one. The Winchesters know what she is; they hunted with her anyway.
A few weeks later she had the shop restocked and up and running again. The previous owners ghost continuously bugged her about how she did things, selling to both monster and hunter. Especially when that monster has good inscentive. Like a box full of Dragons Teeth or a jar of Griffins Blood.
A witch by the name Callum had befriended her, and his familiar, Pabléro was coming over to the shop today to pick up a few things.
Vissa snapped her head up as she heard the clicking of claws on wood. A big rottweiler with a spiked collar stood there, the door having been open to let in some cool air.
"Hey Pablo. Here's the wolfsbane and a couple griffon feathers. As well as a phial of dragon blood and of course the usual rock salt shells. You should really talk Callum into letting me get rid of that ghost. I hear you can be very persuasive with him." She smiled knowingly as she turned around to see the Familiars human form. A tall latino with honey gold eyes and ink black hair that was in a short ponytail, the collar hanging loose around his neck.
"We'll be fine, Senorá Lobo. Just worry about keeping good stock. Here's the usual payment." The man smiled, handing her a wad of five hundred dollars.
He put the stuff in a bag before he set it on the floor and carried it back home on four limbs.
Vissa locked up afterwards, grabbing her mail and seeing a rather annoyingly frequent invitation in her hands. Every monster in Chicago knew she was one of them, they just have no idea what she was. The djinns could sense it, the shifters could smell it on her and only a few clean individuals knew her species. She sighed, once again throwing out the invite.
Little did she know things would get a bit hectic.
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The First Lycan
Fanfiction"So You're telling me, that you are the only one of your kind?" -Julian Duval Viskabella Riid has a secret. And no; its not that she's a hunter of monsters and ghosts. She's a Lycan. Or a True Werewolf, as her "mother" put it. Ya know those movies...
