𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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"How is that possible?" questioned Dean.
The Winchester's could barely believe their eyes. The man who they thought was dead, who they witnessed die, was seen clearly alive and breathing. There was no explainable way that Arthur Ketch could be alive.
"It's not possible." Lexi replied.
"That can't be Ketch." Added Sam.
"Mom shot him, clean through the head." Dean reasoned.
"Exactly." Sam said, "So, that can't be Ketch."
"Are you kidding me? Do you think I'd ever forget the face of the guy who tried to kill me? Twice!" Dean rhetorically asked, "That's him! And, he's thirty feet away from the girl who got murdered and tortured. So, I say case solved."
Lexi shook her head, " Okay, say it is Ketch, which I still don't understand how that's possible, why is he-"
"Sam, Dean and Lexi Winchester?" A voice interrupted. The three siblings turned around to face the owner of the voice. A petite woman stood before them, wearing a hat and sunglasses, clearly trying to hide her identity.
"Do we know you?" Sam politely asked.
"No." The unidentified woman replied, "But I know you. With my profession, it pays to know the enemy."
Winchester's stared at her in confusion, wanting more information on her "profession."
The woman continued, "My name is Daniella. I'm a witch."
Lexi could sense her brothers tensing beside her, yet she didn't feel threatened by the witch. Based on her experience with witches, they weren't all bad.
"I know you don't like witches, but I also know that you help people in trouble."
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Daniella took the Winchester's to her house, which was located deep in the forest. Lexi shouldn't be surprised that a witch lived in a wooden cabin surrounded by nature, but it was slightly unexpected.
The door squeaked as Daniella opened it, allowing the hunters to enter. The inside of the cabin was just as rusted and old as the exterior, with dark wood floors and furniture that were clearly rotting away.
"You live here?" Dean spoke first.
"It's a safe house some of us use when we're in hiding." Daniella said as she placed the key on a small table. "From hunters, for instance. It's almost impossible to find"
