Alright everyone, this fic is pretty different from what I usually do. This first chapter isnt my writing at all. It my friend Lilith's. She wrote it while in her college class and decided to run with it. Why am I posting up her work? Especially since she has her own fancfic site? Well, after this first chapter, it becomes a team project and I literally jump into it. We literally brainstorm and adjust eachothers work so our own work can fit into it. We also write eachothers lines, its a true cooperative effort on both our parts.
I've finally decided to put it up on my own fics since its technically my work as well. I join in next chapter. But this first Chapter is all her which is why throughout the fic "Me" and "I" isnt really me, Kim. She's the one narrating it all.
Not a regular fic
Our brave heroes
Hello, my name is Lil, and I have a supernatural tale to tell. If you dare enter into this unknown world, I advise you to keep your mind open.
Me: Once upon a time there were two hunters bound to fight the evil beings that crawled through the shadows. These brothers were born with a sealed fate and one of them is bound to an even more difficult job, to save his own flesh and blood from becoming the very things they hunt. They save lives, they hunt down all the evil SOBs you just dream of, they are charming like hell and now you'll get to know them a little better!
Let me introduce you to our sexy heroes.
The older hunter, big brother and loyal son, the fearless Dean Winchester.
His younger brother, family brain, the responsible Sam Winchester!!
Sam: Hold on just a second!! Why does Dean get to be fearless and I have to always be responsible?
Dean: Yeah, and why can't I be the family brain?
I did not see that coming, I don't usually get interrupted by characters, let alone to hear complains…or to see that smart ass look they are giving me….weird…
Me: Umm… you two don't get to interfere in my story.
Dean: My contract says we can.
Me: Contract??
What the hell are they talking about??
Dean gives me his shameless smirk. I'm all melted, but I don't demonstrate, we all know he's already cocky as hell. Sam shows me the contract.
Sam: Yes, here, see? You borrowed us from cw, so yeah, we get to give our opinions about the story.
I hate when Sam's right…they can interfere…
Me: Well, but I'm the one telling the story so, bummer for you.
Let's not argue, I'll just ignore.
Me: Where was I? Oh yes… introducing the boys. Now let's begin our story.
Our brave boys, who're never tired of fighting evil, find themselves in a motel room, not as bad as the motels they usually check themselves in, but we get here the typical scenario: Sam is fiercely searching in his computer for a new gig, a life to save, something evil to send back to hell. Dean is sitting on the bed, with a book he was supposed to be reading… closed, and a bag of M&M's that were being devoured as usual. Dean is making a loud noise as he eats more M&Ms than could actually fit in his mouth, Sam's trying to ignore the loud noise, giving Dean a fatal look that Dean manages to ignore, he has years of practice in that
Dean: Whoa whoa whoa… you're making me look bad, in front of the ladies. Put me somewhere cool…where I'm not eating for a change, I'm always eating.
Sam: I think she's doing a pretty good job.
Dean: I'm sure you do.
Me: This is really beginning to annoy me.
Dean: How about putting me somewhere where I can be me? Charming, sexy…
Sam: And a liar…
Dean: Doing something fun before I kick Sam's ass. Come on, I'll stop bothering you.
This fic won't be easy to write apparently. Ok let me see what I can do for our boys…
Me: Stop bothering me, sounds like a good offer. Does Sam have any request too?
Sam: I'm good.
Me: You guys are so embarrassing me, you know that? People are reading… trying to.
Sam: Dean is. He's always thinking with his…other brain, I mean literally always.
Me: I don't know how you put up with that Sam.
Sam: He's my brother; I don't really have a choice.
Dean: I can hear you talking.
Me: I know. (sense the sarcasm)
Dean: So, are you gonna tell the story and put me somewhere cool or stay there all day gossiping with Samantha?
Sam: Hey!
Me: I'll write a fic where you throw up in the Impala if you don't stop interrupting me.
Dean: You wouldn't!!
Me: Try me.
Now Dean looks scared and finally gets quiet, I threatened the Impala, his most precious treasure… after Sam of course. Or so we hope. I absolutely love to hit a nerve.
Me: As Dean was a good boy just now… continuing: Sam was searching for a new gig in his lap top and Dean was in a club, a special club he had found in that blessed town. With the most beautiful girls in the place, dancing wearing, umm, I dare say clothes. Dean couldn't believe Lil had been so generous after all that annoyance, giving him a hot girl on a tray. He sits on a table, and Scarlet, a tall, brunette woman, with long legs, and huge boobs, approaches his table holding two drinks. She offers a broad smile, a smile that said, Dean was gonna get lucky that day.
She sits on Dean's lap, and hands him the drink.
"Thank you sweetheart". Dean says and he knows his charm is all over and he's irresistible
Dean: I'm irresistible??
Me: I'm telling a story, don't get full of yourself.
Dean: Your words….
Me: Whatever…
Me: Scarlet takes a sip from her drink and fixes her brown eyes with Dean's beautiful green eyes. He can't hold a smile, as he feels the woman's abundant thighs on his lap. She caresses his strong biceps with her delicate hands, feeling each of his muscles.
Scarlet: You know, we have some private rooms in the back, for special clients like you.
The woman whispered sexily in Dean's ears.
Dean: Special?
Scarlet: Very special. Wanna see it??
Of course Dean wanted to see it. So he followed Scarlet through the crowd, observing her back side as she was leading the way with a tiny skirt… a white tiny skirt.
Dean: Wow, I love you!!
Me: That's your idea of not bothering me?
Dean's compliments are never too much, but, these guys like to deal with difficult women.
Dean: Hell yeah!! What happens next??
Me: She welcomes Dean into the room. The place was surely specially prepared for… specific activities. Red curtains were hung on above the windows, the king sized bed had also red and white sheets. The dim light set a mood and the Persia carpet surely helped to make the room look fancy and lusty.
Scarlet lies on the king sized bed, and reveal under her "clothes" a black corset and a garter belt as she strips slowly. With her index finger, she calls Dean to join her.
Dean comes closer, like a kid who was about to have sex for the first time…
Sam: Is this a supernatural story or a porn story??
Dean: Shut up Sam, let her finish.
Sam: But…but… that's not fair!!
Dean: Shush!! Go on Lil.
Roll my eyes
Me: Scarlet gently removes Dean's shirt, revealing his body, his perfect abdomen, his muscled biceps, and his battle scars. A Greek God under those clothes.
She gently touches his tempting lips with hers.
Scarlet passes her hands through Dean's chest feeling all his… might. She slips her hands shamelessly to his pants, reaching the zipper.
Dean: Straight to the point uh? I like that.
She places her fingers on Dean's lips. The pleasure was granted; she liked to do the complete job, no interruptions.
As Scarlet is about to unzip Dean's pants and get down to business… someone walks abruptly in the room.
Dean: Another chick??
Sam: For the love of God!
Me: No… (drums playing) …
Me: SAM walks in the room, shirtless, with just a towel around his waste, also revealing his body. Well sculptured, sweaty, muscular. His sex appeal was tempting like hell, his puppy look had turned into a naughty look, and he had a naughty smirk on his lips. His wet lips seemed to be calling the woman. She looked at Sam from head to toe: caliente, intense, spicy, vigorous, she desired him so much, instantly, like a shock!! Her adrenaline was being sent all over her horny body.
Scarlet pushed Dean aside.
Scarlet: Sorry Dean, maybe some other time.
She says and makes her way toward Sam.
Dean: Whoa, stop the story! What the hell was that??
Sam: I liked. (Sam's grinning)
Dean: Lil!! Sam was researching, he can't just burst into the room out of the blue all… eww in a towel.. eww!
Sam: You're just jealous because the chick put you aside for me.
Dean Damn right! That would never happen!! I wanna talk to Eric Kripke. I'm gonna talk to him right now!!
Dean grabs his phone and starts dialing. Sam takes the phone from his hand.
Dean: Gimme my phone.
Sam: No, you're being a baby. Let her finish, people are waiting.
Dean: Gimme the phone!
Sam: No!
Dean: Sammy I swear to God…!
Me: If you both don't wanna end up possessed or drunk in a gay bar , which would be funny, then let me go on.
The boys exchange a look.
Dean: so much blackmail for a writer.
Sam: You sound like our grandma.
Dean: Now you're gonna steal my lines too?? I'm the smart ass, you're the grandma.
Me: Guys?
Sam: So, I can't be cool? Like never?? You always have to get all the fun lines?
Dean: Uh, yeah!
Me: Guys?
Sam: What if I want some fun lines?
Dean: What if I want some fun lines?
Sam: Don't even start!!
Dean: Don't even start!
Sam: Dean!!!
Me: GUYS!!!
Sam and Dean: What???
Me: Fiction? Story being told? Does it ring a bell?
They exchange another look and offer an apologetic smile.
Sam: Sorry.
Dean: I'm not so sorry.
Me: Jeez. I'll just start over.
Sam: Why?? I hardly get to do anything spontaneous.
Me: Because… you're a good guy, you don't do strange chicks or one-night-stands.
Dean: That's exactly my point.
Sam: I'm sure the girls reading this wanna read some sexy scene with me, wearing just a towel. Right girls??
Dean: Lil, if he's gonna get some, I want another chick!!
Me: Alright Sam, no talking to the readers!! You're not having sex, period! Have you considered that maybe, some dudes are reading this?? I don't think they wanna see that.
Dean: That had slipped my mind.
Me: Well, there's a possibility.
Sam: Kim, Michele, Claire, Alex… and all the girls wanna read a sex story!! See? The dudes can take a pee break.
Me: Sorry girls, Sam's not having sex… and he won't for the whole fic if he doesn't shut up. Maybe another chapter if he behaves. That goes for Dean too.
Dean: What did I do??
Sam: Does she really have to say it?
Me: Gosh! You know what? Let's give it another try to this fic next chapter. I need a pee break… and a break from you guys too. Jeez.
Gets self up from Pc and goes away.
Sam: See what you did?
Dean: I did? I'm a joy to be around, it wasn't me.
Sam: You're not a joy to be around.
Dean: Let's ask them. Ok, those who are reading, please, in your review, help me. If you think I'm a joy to be around, leave your comment. And please, say yes.
Sam: You're pathetic.
Dean: A cute pathetic.
Sam: Whatever man. And if you wanna ask us some questions, or want Lil to add your names in the fic she'll try to write, leave a review too.
Dean: Can we do this? Ask reviews behind Lil's back?
Sam: Our contract says we can.
Dean. I love our contract.
Sam: Lets say bye before Lil comes back with more blackmail.
Dean: Right. That's it people! See ya next chap!
Sam: See ya!
Dean: That's all folks!
Sam: They got you the first time.
Dean: Shut up Sam.
Sam: You shut up.
Dean: You shut up:
Me: tbc?? what do you think?