AN: hello everybody! First one-shot is supernatural. The tiny girl is my OC.
The girl backed away in terror, holding the old-fashioned lantern up higher as though it could somehow protect her.
"What-what are you?"
She cringed. The giant hovering above her was frowning in deep confusion. His voice so low it felt like it was shaking her very being. As for his question, the poor, terrified girl had no idea how to answer. Yet answer she must, before the giant's curiosity overcame his trepidation.
"I-I d-don't...under-understa-"
"Are you some kind of monster?" The giant spoke over her, his voice now shockingly demanding.
She cringed, "M-mm-mon-s-ster? I-I don't..." swallowing nervously, she gazed shyly up at him. He was peering at her so intensely. His eyes round with disbelief. She thought it strange, but the more she looked at his face, the less she was afraid. Indeed, the poor girl was mostly just nervous. She had never really spoken to anyone in her lifetime. At least not that she could remember.
It seemed to her that, as she studied him more, he looked sad underneath. His eyes were filled with sorrow. She could see the tears there. Shed and unshed. They were there and they were many.
It was then she noticed his disheveled appearance. And the fact that he was alone in the woods in the middle of the night with nothing but the clothes on his back. And those clothes were not exactly brand-new.
Hesitantly, she placed the lantern, her only source of light, on the ground and took a few steps back. Like she was giving some sort of peace offering.
The giant's shocked expression changed to one of confusion.
"P-please!" She spoke up, her voice becoming more bold as she used it. "Please...you'll n-need a light. These woods are awful-awful d-dark." She faltered as his demeanor changed once again.
"What? There's no way this light will help me. It's too small."
Oops, she hadn't realized that.
"Ah! I-I didn't realize. I'm so sorry! I-I'm afraid I'm t-terribly stupid."
Though she was far too distracted to see it, the giant's expression visibly shifted at her distress. It became softer, and much more genuine. He realized that, whatever the thing before him was, it was certainly not dangerous. In fact, it was probably thinking he was the dangerous one. Well, that was true, but certainly not in this situation. He tried a smile, hoping to relieve her of some anxiety.
"No worries," then, deciding it would be best to build some trust, accepted the tiny offering. "Thank you. I, uh, I'm sorry if I scared you."
Immediately, she picked up on his change of heart. She smiled with relief and felt a great deal braver.
"But look, I can't just leave you here with no light. I'll take you with me."
This came as a big surprise to her. "W-what? But-but, where are you going?" She didn't know what else to ask.
"Home. At least, I hope. Listen, I promise I won't hurt you you anything, in fact, I'll protect you. How about it?"
It only took her a mere moment to decide, "Alright. But only if you tell me your name."
He seemed surprised, but shrugged in acceptance of her term, "It's Dean. Dean Winchester." He lowered his arm and set his hand in front of her.
With a huge grin and little grace she clambered into his open palm. "I'm Hazel. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
An amused smirk left a shadow on his lips as he answered, "likewise."
"Do you know your way around these woods?" Hazel asked him as they set off.
"Erm, no. Actually, I'm kinda lost. Like, really lost, I don't even know how I got here in the first place."
"No worries. I know this place like the back of my hand. I can guide you to the nearest road, if you like."
"Yes! Yes, absolutely. Lead on."
