Young Hunter
Procrastination! That's my excuse! For not updating my other Fanfic that is. (Trouble With Wings)
So, I've done this in the meantime. Because… reasons. Anyways, this takes place… idk when, Sam and Dean look like s 4 Sam and Dean, or something close to that. But, this is my own world, so it doesn't follow the story. And it's… mixed up.
Oh, and rated T, because Cussing, alcohol, drugs, and gore. I enjoy gore... that sounds weird, huh?
I groaned as I opened up my eyes. I seemed to be in the back of a car, since every few moments I was jostled. I tried to sit up only to be held down. Surprised I looked up to see a man's face in the light of the full moon that hung outside the window. I frowned as my abdomen and left leg burned. I remembered the vampires. Shit, what happened to them? And my gear… Damn it. I just bought that new machete too. Mostly I worried about the guy whose lap I was in, and whoever was driving. I don't think they're vampires.
"Uh, hi" I muttered.
He gave me a small smile. "How're you feeling?"
I winced as I felt his left hand cradled my neck, holding me up and holding my blood in. Mostly. The vampires had treated me like a chew toy, apparently my blood was horrible tasting. I was sure the bite marks were going to scar all over my neck. Yay. His right hand was also pressed onto my abdomen. It seemed a bit awkward to me, but hey, it was this or die. My lower body, and probably the poor guys' shirt, were covered in blood. That explained why I felt a bit dizzy.
I responded with a small smile. "Yeah, I've.. been better.." I slurred.
Guess I'd lost more blood than I'd originally thought. He gave a small nod in response, then looked up towards the front of the car nervously. He said something but I wasn't really listening. From the front of the car a guy said something in response, but I didn't catch it either. My eyes widened as I figured they were taking me to a hospital. I'm in pretty bad shape but.. I frowned. I hated hospitals, not to mention someone could recognize me. I'd changed my hair and had grown since then, but you never know.
"So-" I cut myself off, I couldn't ask him about the vampires.
He didn't seem to notice my comment. Most people didn't even know vampires, werewolves, ghosts and everything creepy and crawly exsist. This guy could either freak, or put me in an insane asylum. Great. I thought. Either these guys got lucky or the vamps left me for dead or something. I wasn't sure why the vampires would leave me, but hey, maybe we all got a little lucky. The car was silent for a few minutes.
"Are you guys.. taking me to a hospital?" I questioned, though the answer was pretty obvious.
The guy holding me gave a small chuckle. "Uh, yeah."
Duh. I mentally smacked myself. I'm going to blame that one on blood loss. Speaking of blood loss… Everything, even in the dark, seemed to be going fuzzy. Great. Sure enough everything began to look weird.
The next few hours or so I didn't really remember, all I know is I woke up in a bed in a hospital. Pain shot through me. Sitting to my left was a guy with short black hair. He seemed to be asleep. Behind him, through an open window, I could see it was about noon. I proved my point by looking at a clock hanging on the wall at the other end of the room. The clock said it was about one thirty. I turned back to the guy, biting onto one of the blankets covering me; It was my way of dealing with pain. I vaguely wondered about poking the guy, since I had a few questions and I was sure I could skirt around mentioning the vampires. With a sigh I laid my head back and stared at the ceiling, I was tired. The guy seemed pretty tired too, so I figured some sleep couldn't hurt and I closed my eyes. I clenched my jaw and tried to relax and ignore the pain. I obviously hadn't been on any sort of painkiller recently. I fell asleep, only later to hear sounds. With my eyes still closed I hear the door to the room open. I hear the sound of a crinkling bag, the sound went silent as footsteps sounded in the room. There was a sudden smack from my left and I heard the guy jump up. I kept silent. The pain was bad, but I'd been through way worse.
The guy to my left groaned as he sat back down. "Not funny Sam." He sighed.
Alright, the long haired guy had a name; Sam. So what was this guys name?
"Eh, it was pretty funny." I heard Sam smile back. "So, anything, even though you were asleep?"
"Nah." Short-haired guy responded sheepishly.
"Right." Sam sighed.
The room went silent, except for some sounds from outside. And the heart monitor hooked up to my bed. I hated hospitals; so of course, the machine had started with a persistent beeping. No doubt from my racing heart. I hadn't thought about the hospital before, but now I was starting to think about it, bad idea, it definitely wasn't helping the pain. But I couldn't help it. I heard the two guys move at the machines change in pace. Shit, I'd been caught. I opened my eyes and looked to my right.
"Err." I commented, the pain had gotten a bit worse, now that I had accepted consciousness, so I bit my lower lip.
I turned my head to my left slightly; the short-haired guy looked a bit surprised and amused. I'm pretty sure he knew I was awake a few minutes ago, maybe he had been too.
"Hey. I'm Dean," Dean said in a gravelly voice. "And that's Sam."
Alright then. Sam and Dean. Cool names. I thought.
"Uh, you okay?" Dean asked pointedly, since the heart monitor was still going.
"Yeaahhh… " I groaned. "Uh, could I get some sort of pain med? Just not Morphine, I'm allergic.."
"I'll go." Dean said as he got up with a nod at the information and headed towards the door.
With nothing better to do I looked over at Sam. He was eating some sort of potato chip. I decided to check out the rest of the room as my lower lip was starting to bleed. I hoped Dean would come back soon. To the right of my bed was an IV pole, on it was a IV bag full of some sort of liquid connecting to my right arm, I figured it to be Saline. While the other bag, full of blood, seemed to be just hanging there, not hooked up to anything. Probably from earlier. Obviously to my left was the heart monitor, which had calmed down a bit along with me. To my relief Dean at that moment returned with a nurse. She uncapped some sort of syringe and walked over to my right arm. Oh fuck. I thought, the syringe didn't seem to have a tip, so it'd just go into the IV, but she'd have to 'flush' it. Yay, pain to get rid of pain. I thought sarcastically. I bit my lower lip harder as she pulled out another syringe, and what a surprised, flushed the IV. She gave me whatever was in the other one, which I hoped wasn't Morphine, and flushed it again.
She seemed to notice my discomfort and nervousness. "Don't worry hun, your cousin told me not to give you Morphine, since we couldn't find any files on you. That caused a bit of problems. That'll take ten minutes to work, alright?" She asked.
I just nodded, since I didn't really have any response. Ten minutes.. I sighed. Of course they don't have a file on me though. I erased those long ago. I mentally smiled. I'd erased them because I had been starting anew. Then I realized something after a few minutes. Cousin? Cousin? I looked to my left where Dean had sat back down and started to eat gummy bears. He looked up, noticing me looking at him.
"Oh. Right, the cousin thing.." He didn't seem to have a good answer, so I turned to Sam.
"Well, they wouldn't let us stay with you unless we were family, and since they couldn't find any files on you, so, we just.. ya know." he explained.
"Speaking of which, what's your name? We just told them your name is Lily. You should've seen all the trouble that caused; not knowing your blood type I mean," Dean told me. "Speaking of which, why aren't there any files on you?"
The medicine seemed to have started to kick in, and I was thankful for it. I sighed happily as the pain flowed away. I thought for a second before responding. I could just say it was Lily, and lie about the files. But, my drugged brain responded for me.
"It's Rose." I said. "And uh, yeah. You wouldn't, I kinda erased them.. a few years ago."
I looked over at Sam to see his take on everything.
"You.. erased your files?" Sam asked at the same time as Dean.
Bad brain. I frowned. "Yeah."
I went silent, I don't even know these guys. Well, they don't know who I am either, at least my last name, or anything else, so that's a plus.
"So, Rose, huh?" Dean asked with a cough, trying to breaking the silence. "Cool name."
I could tell they wanted to know how or why about the file thing, but I was pretty sure if I spoke, my brain would speak for me again. We sat in silence for at least twenty minutes. The medicine was making me tired so I eventually closed my eyes. I figure that I'd fallen asleep since outside it looked like early morning, or late at night. It was kinda hard to tell. The medicine had also started to wear off. I winced at the throbbing in my neck, leg and abdomen. I swear, when I find those vampires again.. To my right this time, Sam was asleep while Dean was on a laptop. He looked over at me and seemed surprised I was awake. He made a motion to be quiet and then pointed at Sam. I lifted my left arm a bit and gave a thumbs up, since nodding would hurt.
I decided to whisper. "Dude, the medicine they'd given me is starting.. to, well, wear off…"
He nodded and quietly got up and headed towards the door. He slipped out of it as silent as a cat. I was pretty impressed to say the least. He'd make a good hunter. Speaking of which, I wondered when they were going to ask me about that, like how I'd gotten large bite marks on my neck. They certainly didn't look like dog marks. Dean returned quickly with a different nurse than before, but she seemed alright. She turned on the smallest light in the room, in order to not wake Sam. Dean came over to the left of the bed, and to my surprise, held my left hand. Guess he'd noticed my discomfort before. I held onto his hand, and tried to not hurt him. Once she was done she just walked out the door.
I sighed, I wanted to talk, but Sam was asleep and Dean seemed interested in whatever was on the computer screen. I looked over at the clock instead, which now read "five thirty six". I figured it'd be awhile till Sam woke up. I was still a bit tired, so I closed my eyes again. When I woke up I heard Sam and Dean arguing.
"But Dean. What if she doesn't know?" I heard Sam whisper.
"She'd be an idiot not to," Dean whispered back. "Besides, remember what the vamp said?"
I blocked out the rest of their conversation. So they do know about vamps. Wonder if they know about the rest of the monsters out there… I wondered. I opened my eyes, blinking a few moments from the sun. They both went silent, as they noticed I was awake. I hadn't slept long, about an hour, from the clock. Dean gave Sam a look as Sam looked like he wanted to say something. I waited, a serious look on my face, while on the inside I was amused.
"Ah. Um. Rose, right?" He asked awkwardly.
I almost laughed at his awkwardness.
"Uh, yeah." I responded.
"Do you know what happened to you?" He continued.
I decided since they knew that it was vampires, it was safe to tell them.
"Vamps. It was vampires." I commented nonchalantly.
I rolled my eyes at their surprise.
"Wait, did you just hear our conversation, or?" Dean asked.
"Oh, well I heard you guys, but it was definitely vampires." I was feeling chipper, and better, no doubt the medicine was helping with that.
Dean gave a nod.
"Are you a Hunter?" Sam asked.
I looked over at him, surprised. Is that what I am? I guess so. I'm really not sure how to respond, since nobody had ever believed me before.
"I.. guess that'd be the term for it. Yeah?" I responded.
Sam smiled, while Dean looked serious.
"How old are you?" Dean asked, just as seriously as his face.
"Uh, I'm.." I thought about it, I didn't exactly keep track, why bother? "My birthday is in September, so I guess I'm almost.. sixteen?"
Dean looked shocked. I guess it was my appearance, a lot of people told me I looked older than I already was, so I wasn't too surprised.
"Are you guys Hunters too?" I asked.
Dean seemed to recover from his shock a bit.
"Yeah, we are." He responded. "How'd you get into it?"
"Well, how'd you guys get into it?" I asked.
"It's.. a long story." He said.
"Fair enough, but mines a long story too." Apparently we both didn't want to talk about our pasts.
With a sigh I decided to tell him.
In the next chapter! *evil laugh* I just want to break it up a bit, so each chapter will be between 2,000 and 5,000 words. Don't expect me to keep to that though… or a schedule. Heh. Leave a Review please! I enjoy them! :)
Ya know, funny story, I got my friend to proof read this, and she literally thought it was an episode of Supernatural and she asked, "So who's this Rose character?" I just laughed, she hasn't watched it yet, but she's agreed to watch it. No doubt she's just like me and falls in love with characters…
She's on episode 10 now, and loves it! Damn those sexy men…. (and the story!)
She's in for some heart break, I tricked her (kinda) by saying it's a funny show. It is. But, you know.
Anyways, Carry on. Continue reading -
