A collection of thoughts, intriguing ideas, or basically anything inside my head that just won't rest until I write/type it down. Thank you for viewing. Please enjoy.

You grew up on your own, living on the streets by yourself. You have done some things that you weren't proud of, but you did them to stay alive. You also know that there are things out there, things that lurk in the dark, and you know how to kill them. You work alone, until one day you are approached by a man who introduces himself as Dean Winchester. He says that you are his sister.

"Is that all you got Soldier Boy?" She paused for a second, before leaning forward against her restraints. "Cause I could have done better." Her only defense is her words, and to hell with the person who says she doesn't use them.

A series of short stories. I may make them into novels.