Dean looked at Sam with narrowed eyes. "Every where she goes people die right?" Dean asked not happy, "But your saying shes not the problem here?" Just weeks ago Dean and Sam had done a job in Joplin Missouri. The sole of the job was a girl, the first accident had happened a month ago and the girls whole family died. Then she whent to some family members whom also died. Every family she ended up with people died. The really strange part though was that the killings looked to be done by a hell hound other wise a cross roads demon.
Sam did some investigating at the library and on the web while Dean took a look at the crime scene and talked to a few people. Eventually they discovered that it wasnt a cross roads demon which led them to a dead end. Since when did hell hounds kill people with no master? And how did that girl link in?
Sam had called a few other hunters and came up with nothing. So he hit the books and for about a week of research and calls he discovered the girl was a tamer. Not only that she didnt know she was killing the people so she was inesent or thats what Sam said. And to be frank Dean was pissed.
"Dean shes clearly an underdevelped tamer she doesnt even know shes attrackted a hell hound." Sam said slamming down his laptop.
"But Sam you just said that she probably isnt a tamer I mean one hasnt been around since the Greeks!" Dean shouted standing up. "I wont kill her not until i have proof." He said grabing his gun.
"OK" The younger Winchester said standing up also. He walked around their tiny motel room. This one in particular was flower themed. The pictures where of wildlife, the bed spreads where flowerel yet unisex at the same time.
Artimis sat in her old home. No one was here now no one to watch over the land that was supposed to be passed through her families generations. "I'm so sick of people dieing!" She screamed hitting the wall.
She saw a form flicker in the corner. "Oh you again." She sighed. She had been hallucinating ever since her parents died. It was this black dog it was huge but it didnt seem to want to hurt her.
"I'm really not in the mood now boy." Artimis had accepted the hallucination and name the thing.
"Do you think you could stop the killing." The black dog just replied with a small whine and a tilt of the head.
Originally she thought the dog was real until she discovered no one else could see it. She had named it shadow just because it seemed to be a shadow its self.
She jerked up. She didnt make a sound but grabbed her knife. Artimis walked slowly to the door she stood there ready but out of sight.
The door opened slowly and shadow started growling.
Two men walked into the room guns ready. Artimis oh so quietly walked towards the shorter men. At the same time a knife struck skin and a gun blast fired.