The Unraveling of the Winchesters

My name is Shannon Meade and I'm a hunter.

The day it began was just a normal day. I mean, I thought it was. I was just on a normal, regular, everyday, hunt. You see, I've been hunting since I was 17. I started training six years before that, when I was eleven. Now at the ripe age of 28, I was one of the best. Well, not as good as the Winchesters, obviously, but I was pretty high up on the list.

Wait, you probably think I mean REAL hunting. Like deer, ducks, and bears, oh my? Oh no no no. I mean demon hunting. See, I've killed demons, ghosts, witches, and even a few zombies. I kill the things that go bump in the night. It's obviously an insanely dangerous job, and that's why most hunters don't make it past 30. I'm surprised I've even made it this far. There are actually quite a few of us hunters out there.

My name is Shannon Meade and this is my story.