A Trickster princess named Niamh

by This Is All So Bad

Gabriel met a girl when he first met the Winchesters. A feisty Scottish girl named Brielle or Brie Reynolds. He soon finds out her real name is Niamh, a celtic trickster goddess. Along with her history with John Winchester. Gabriel/ Trickster OC and John/Trickster OC Was called Gabe and Brie. Sequel is posted! GO READ IT!

1. Meet Brielle, kill a dude

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Disclaimer:

Brie: Casbriel does not own anything Supernatural related. Except me, an OC she made for a Supernatural page;

BTW: Brielle looks like Summer Glau from her firefly years.

(Gabriel POV)

Gabriel watched the girl walk towards the building. He frowned slightly, her being there counteracted his plans. She wasn't supposes to be there. He halted his plans and continued to watch her. She was about 5'8'' and had slightly wavy brown hair that reached her back half-way down. She was wearing a red turtleneck tanktop and black skinny jeans. A pair of red chucks and a black messenger bag completed her outfit.

He stood up from his hiding place behind some bushes and yelled a dog name like he had lost girl turned quickly to look at him. She looked at him for a minute before coming over to him.

"Are you cool?" she asked him. She had a slight scottish accent and had large, haunted looking brown eyes. Gabriel noted this and how pale her skin was.

"Yes, I seem to have misplaced my dog," he said and she nodded. She looked at him for a while with an unreadable expression. Then her face broke into a smile.

"Well, I don't think you lost him here. He's not here or there, soooo-," she laughed mid-sentence and Gabriel stared at her. Then he noted the sarcasm from her voice and laughed slightly.

"Clever, do you go to school here?" he asked. They both looked around the empty college campus in no-wheresville, Ohio. She nodded and stuck out her tongue.

"Yep," she said popping the 'p'. "Senior year. By the way, my names Brielle Reynolds." she stuck her hand out. Gabriel took it.

"Gabriel Angelman," he said and winced at the awful alias. Unfortunatly, he had been struck dumb by the girl in front of him.

"Religious parents, much? You can call me Brie," she told him. He laughed and told her his parents had been very religious. Brie reached into her bag and took out a black pen. "Hand." He gave her his hand and she wrote something on it.

"Your number? Seriously, on the hand?" he asked, skeptically. He nodded and stuck her tongue out.

"I know, very cliche isn't it?" she told him. She left and he watched as she hopped on a motorcycle and disappeared into the night.