Yep, I'm back everyone! It's been awhile this school year has just been keeping me so damn busy that I'm run on nothing now days! This is my first attempt at a Supernatural fanfiction, and my second attempt on making a story about an original character. I hope you guys enjoy! As usual, I don't own anything but my OC and the story itself!
It is said the one of the greatest things to fight for in life, is love. Yet in more case then you would be able to count, humanity strives because of heartbreak. With this thought kept in mind that would mean that the emotions happiness and anger are both as equally powerful, and equally as dangerous. It is unlikely that human kind will ever find the perfect balance between the too, so does that mean that a balance life can never be reached? Either way, anger and happiness, love and heartbreak, they are all very much alike and sometimes it's hard to tell them apart.
In the distance an alarm went off, signaling the beginning of a brand new day. The neighborhood slowly aroused itself into a state of life. It was a sunny, yet bitterly cold day and people were dawning their winter coats for the first time this year. Little did they know that today, they had a guest in their small town. A girl peaked her head out from behind the "Welcome to Serenity", welcome sign. No one could see her, but she felt better this way. After all, this was the first time she had been back to earth since she had become an angel. Chastity found herself shaking a small bit; this was all so new to her.
So new in fact the a few short years ago, she had still been human. A small, weak, scared, broken human. Yet, she had still been human, and when she had descended up into heaven; God had told her that there was more that needed to happen with her. Her plan had not been accomplished, and he had made her into an angel. Many others had been opposed to this, for usually angels were born, not made, and those who were made had had to earn it. She had not done anything to earn it; she had been too weak to even survive more than 16 years of life.
Still, god had sent her off with kind words and praises, and a mission for her; meet with the Winchester brothers. They were supposedly famous hunters of monster; what kinds of things were considered monsters she wasn't sure. Still, this was a mission from God, and he was the first being to ever show her kindness, so she was going to listen to him.
A black Impala drove into town and she smiled at the sight, it was a truly beautiful car. If there was one thing she had liked the most about life had been all of the different old cars. Once upon a time she had wanted to become a mechanic when she was older, too bad that she had never gotten the chance; it would have been fun. Chastity shook her head for a second remembering that she was trying to catch up with the people in the car, not the car itself. Too bad, that probably would have been easier, people were scary.
Following them a quickly as she could on foot, she witnessed them sign into a hotel room. They had some kind of awkward conversation with the person at the counter, and ending up reviling that they were brothers, twice. She didn't really understand, wouldn't it be more cost effective to just share a bed? And what did being brothers have anything to do with it? Oh well, maybe she could ask them later, when she had joined the group.
Chastity continued to follow the brothers into their hotel room, she was starting to get nervous, these were to large grown man and they were now shut in a small room together. Then, the shorter one turned around and stared right where she was standing, it took her a moment to remember that they couldn't see her.
"Damn it show yourself! Whoever the hell has been following us for the last hour, you're not wanted here! Make yourself visible before I exterminate your ass!" The shorter hunter shouted, while pulling some sort of shot gun free from where it had been strapped to his back.
Chastity felt a shiver run through her skin, and trembling in fear she lost concentration on her invincibility. Tears ran down her face as she curled down and around herself, trying to make herself smaller then she already was. Suddenly these strangers were really scary and one of them wanted to kill her, even though she hadn't meant to do anything wrong. "So-so-so-so-sor-so-sor-sor" She tried so many times to apologize, yet it wouldn't come out between her despaired gasps. This was the end of her new life, the end of an adventure the never got to begin. She passed out, not getting enough oxygen to the brain with the gasps of breaths she was trying to take.
Dean felt bad, when the girl appeared and started crying. He had been able to sense something following them since they had arrived and had thought it a ghost trying to find someone to haunt. He nearly had a heart attack when a teenaged girl had appeared instead. Then she had had some sort of panic attack and passed out, 'Great I really needed to pull a gun out on this girl, I'm lucky this tiny chick didn't piss herself.' He thought in an annoyed, yet remorseful tone.
Sam picked the girl up and placed her on the closer bed as Dean put his gun away once again. This wasn't a great start to arriving at a new town; in fact it was probably one of their worst yet. First they were once again accused of being a couple and then nearly scared a girl to death. All before 10 o'clock in the morning, that had to be some sort of record, even for them. Dean decided it was definitely time for a beer, considering his plan of sleeping was ruined by the girl (well technically it was Sam who put her there) being in his bed.
'Of course, there is the unanswered question on how the hell the girl had been invisible in the first place, and why she had been following them, and why she had been so scared, and… well there seems to be more questions than I thought there were.' Dean thought with a frown. "Castiel where ever you are and whatever you are doing, I think you should drop it and get your angel ass down here. We have a big problem." He grumbled. If there was one thing which Dean hated more than anything else in the world, it was asking for help. Of course, Dean also believed that the reason that Castiel answered him and came upon his call nearly every time, was because he wouldn't do it if he had any other choice.
With a flutter of feathers, Castiel appeared directly in front of Dean. He stepped back immediately tough, as if he could never remember that Dean enjoyed having personal space until after he had penetrated the bubble. Dean was just glad that they had finally gotten it through Cas's thick skull so he didn't constantly be reminded. He was greeted with a bland "Hello Dean, Sam," which he chose to ignore for the great matters at hand. "See that girl passed out on my bed?" When Castiel looked over for a second and nodded, Dean continued, "She was invisible when we met."
Castiel's eye brows flexed in confusion, "Humans cannot be invisible." Dean looked at him a minute longer, waiting for him to say something else. Sam cut in when neither said anything, "I think that God sent her." That got both of the other male's attention. "If so then I shale stay till she wakes up, it could be necessary that I hear her speak." Castiel stated before sitting in an uncomfortable looking cushioned chair and staring at the unconscious girl.
"Well, I'm gonna go buy and drink some beer." Dean said turning to leave, stopping when he heard his brother speak. "Dean, you were the one who flashed a gun at her and made her faint, you're to stay here until she wakes up!" Sam directed sternly.
That caught Castiel's attention, "You aimed your gun at this girl?" He found himself saying in disapproval. Dean just sighed and sunk down in the only other chair in the room, "Thought she was a threat, with her being invisible and all." He grumbled unhappily. For some odd reason he felt that this girl was going to be a lot more trouble than she was worth.
And that was the first chapter, hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to leave me a comment and follow the story. Bye Bye my pretties! 3
