Hello and welcome to The Twin Seers, a Supernatural Fanfiction by TimeLordSarrah and SavvyGG. This has been incredible to write, and I hope incredible to read. It's taken us a very long time, and is, at the moment, still in progress. This is our character bios and other details. Chapter one is near the end. Consider it a teaser for what is to come.
Sit back and relax, it's been fun, be ready to die.
THE TWIN SEERS
Semi-Canon (AU) Supernatural fanfiction
'Abigail' written by Savannah.
'Rachel' written by Sarrah.
(Most of the Latin uses Google Translate; Shouldn't Be Trusted)
Bios:
Abigail Hope Winchester.
Nicknames: Abby
Family:
Twin Sister: Rachel Alice Winchester.
Nickname: Ray, RayRay
Status: Best Friend
Older Brother: Samuel Dean Winchester.
Nickname: Sam, Sammy
Status: Friend
Oldest Brother: Dean Samuel Winchester.
Nickname: None
Status: Best Friend
Father and Mother: Deceased.
Physical attributes:
Hair: Brown, shoulder length.
Eyes: Green, Candy colored.
Height: 5 feet, 8 1/2 inches.
Age: 15
Build: Athletic, lean strength.
DOB: 7/30/2000
Wears: Graphic Tees, plaid, skinny jeans, leather jackets, boots, converse,
Other: Freckles, a scar running from between eyes down to right cheek, ambidextrous
Personality:
Loyal to no end
Light personality to hide dark feelings
Open to strangers
Outgoing
"What doesn't kill me had better start running" personality
Full of useless facts
Protective
Loves reading
Hazardous when angry
Weapons:
(Carrying at all times)
Archangel blade (from Gabe)
FN 5n7 hand pistol with an array of different bullets
Knife with silver, iron, and gold, (works against demons) (From Bobby)
Swiss army knife
Others:
Runs cross country with sister
Silver chain with silver dog tags
Faded rope bracelet (given to her by sister. Always wears on left wrist)
Rachel Alice Winchester.
Nickname: Ray or RayRay.
Family:
Twin Sister: Abigail Hope Winchester.
Nickname:Abby
Status: Best Friend
Older Brother: Samuel Dean Winchester.
Nickname: Sam, Sammy
Status: Best Friend
Oldest Brother: Dean Samuel Winchester.
Nickname: None
Status: Friend
Father and Mother: Deceased.
Physical attributes:
Hair: Brown, Military Cut.
Eyes: Green, Candy colored.
Height: 5 feet, 8 inches.
Age: 15
Build: Athletic, lean strength.
DOB: 7/30/2000
Wears: Shorts, Short Skirts, Blouses, Dresses, Skinny Jeans, Graphic Tees, Plaid.
Other: Freckles, Missing Left Pinky Toe, Short Fingernails, Left Handed.
Personality:
Reserved to Strangers
Loves Animals and Children
Protective
Takes Extreme Risks
Doesn't Like to Read
"Let's Do It" Personality
Dark and Emotionally Scarred from Bottled Emotions
Very Low Self-Worth, But Still Acts Like Most People are Stupid
Hazardous When Angry
Weapons:
Carrying at All Times:
Hand Pistol
Small Knife
Of Choice: Blunt Bruising Objects
Other:
Runs Cross-Country with Sister
Silver Chain with Silver Dog Tags
Iron Ring (Kept on Silver Chain, Occasionally on Left Middle Finger)
OUR PLAYLIST:
playlist?list=PLd1kO8YvYazIHks-_qgH9XP0En8pKXDOs ( Paste this after YouTube )
Rachel's POV:
Starlight – The Wailin' Jennys
Shattered – Trading Yesterday
Possibility – Lykke Li
Sinking Man – Of Monsters and Men
Superhuman – Juventa
I Will Remember You – Sara Mclachlan
I Will Wait for You – Mumford and Sons
Sad Song – Christina Perri
Abigail's POV:
Glory Bound – The Wailin' Jennys
Hymn for the Missing – Red
Faded – Alan Walker
Feel the Light – Jennifer Lopez
Towards the Sun – Rihanna
The Words – Christina Perri
The Call – Regina Spektor
Heart of Stone – Iko
Oblivion – Bastille
If You Fall – JJ Heller
Red Against Your Black – JJ Heller
Come Back to Me – JJ Heller
Yesterday – The Beatles
Both:
In this Heart of Mine – The Wailin' Jennys
Long Time Traveler – The Wailin' Jennys
Come to Me – Lily & Madeleine
The Edge of Night – Lord of the Rings
Parting Glass – The Wailin' Jennys
Motherless Child – The Wailin' Jennys
This is Where – The Wailin' Jennys
Not About Angels – Birdy
Count on Me – Bruno Mars
Coming Home (part 2) – Skylar Grey
Sing Me to Sleep – Alan Walker
North – Sleeping at Last
Home – Gabrielle Aplin
Somebody to Die For – Hurts
Already Gone – Sleeping at Last
In the Arms of the Angel – Sara McLachlan
Tears of an Angel – RyanDan
Say Something – A Great Big World
Chasing Cars – Snow Patrol
Lullaby – Nickelback
Fallen – Sara McLachlan
Never Tear Us Apart – Sleeping at Last
When I Look at You – Miley Cyrus
Sad Song – We the Kings
Shine Your Light – Robbie Robertson
Little Do You Know – Alex & Sierra
You & I – One Direction
Stand by You – Rachel Platten
Fight Song – Rachel Platten
Real as You and Me – Rihanna
Be Ok – Ingrid Michaelson
The Lonely – Christina Perri
Stand by Me – Ben E. King
Little Talks – Of Monsters and Men
Sounds Like Somewhere – Lily & Madeleine
I wouldn't mind – He is We
Light and Dust – Lauren Shera
Breathe Me – Sia
Need – Hana Pestle
Oblivion – M38
Broken – Jake Bugg
Chains – Rose Cousins
Breathe (2 AM) – Anna Nalick
I Will Follow You Into the Dark – Death Cab for Cutie
Comes and Goes – Greg Laswell
Wake Me Up When September Ends – Green Day
Apologize – Timbaland
Cut – Plumb
On My Own – JJ Heller
Say Your Name - Plumb
Abby's First Memory - Age Four (Main song ~ North by Sleeping At Last):
To say I had no memories before I was four is a lie. I remember ever since the day I came into this world; a war and completing presence in my soul. I may not remember much else, but I remember that happy feeling inside my heart. So, in a matter of speaking, my first memory was my sister.
However, the first real memory I can remember was when my older brothers Sam and Dean took my twin sister Rachel and I out for ice cream. I remember ordering the largest strawberry ice cream size I could eat, (which in reality was only a small) and asking the waitress to pile a buttload of whipped-cream on top.
My reasons behind doing the next part are a little fuzzy, but I can clearly remember doing it; I grinned at my brothers sitting across the table from Ray and I, and not a second later, I faceplanted into my mound of whipped-cream. Heaps of the white cream gave me some serious facial hair. To this moment, that picture still remains my favorite picture. I guess you could really say that my first memory was happiness.
Ray's First Memory - Age Four (Main Song ~ Sounds Like Somewhere by Lily & Madeleine):
My first memory is of my sister. She had just seen me fall from a tree I was trying, and failing, to climb. My right arm hurt like hell, but that's not what I remember most clearly.
I remember her face, a mirror of mine, wrinkled in empathetic pain and anxiety. Being four, neither of us thought farther than observing the injury. It wasn't bleeding. I wouldn't die. She didn't call for help and I didn't stand to go for it. She held me and I cried.
I found out much later that I fractured my arm that day.
I hurt myself a lot. I frequently find myself in pain after hunting accidents, recklessness, and stupid dares (most likely from myself.)
Other times my pain is deeper, not physical. My sister comforts me then, too.
The day I fell out of the tree, my twin and I sat in the dust and pine needles for at least an hour. When I remember that moment, I think it's similar to what happens at the beginning of a day. How you treat those first five minute of the morning is how you treat the rest of the day. How we treated that first trauma is how, I believe, we've treated the rest of our traumatic lives. We don't ask for help. We implode in each other's arms. And usually, I'm the one causing her worry.
Eventually, I stood up, dusted myself off using my uninjured arm, and proceeded to pretend I hurt a lot less than I did. I didn't fool Sam for a second. He bandaged my arm, gave me painkillers. Dean tells me that that was the only time in our childhood that he could really tell us girls apart. It wasn't so much that we dressed the same so much as we were the same. We were far too young to have developed individual personalities.
I kept that arm bandaged for months, and it was still tender for a year or more. Dean called me gimpy or some dumb name, just like the annoying big brother he tried too hard to be.