The men approached the old house, cautiously. "You sure it's the right place, Sam?" One asked, the taller of the two. "It should uninhabited...so i don't know why someone would be here." He answered, both men looking at the truck parked off to the side. Both shrugged, walking up the stairs and pausing as they heard a loud crash. Both went to run to the door. Both stopped as they heard yelling.
"Go go go go!" Someone yelled, another yelling. The door burst open and two women ran out. The shorter of the two barrelled over both of the men and knocked them down the stairs, the other tucking and roll as an explosion detonated, sending the house tumbling down. As the dust settled, the girl on top of the men slowly sat up, rubbing her head.
"Kay? You alive?" She called out, pushing her skewed glasses up her nose. "Yeah." The other groaned back, getting to her feet. "But I don't know about the guys your fat ass is sitting on."
The shorter one looked around, realizing who was under her. "Oh dear!" She said, scrambling off the men. She joined her companion, dusting herself off. She frowned. "Now what are you two doing out here?'
The men got to their feet. "What are we doing? What are you doing?" The shorter one growled out, hand going to the gun tucked in his waistband. In an instant the taller girl had a gun pinned on him. "Don't even think about it hot shot." She said, glaring.
The shorter crossed her arms, squinting at the two of them. "You think they're demons, sis?"
"No…" the shorter answered, glancing between the men and the Impala parked a ways away.
She bit her lip, then her eyes widen. In an instant she hugging the taller man around the middle, lifting him off his feet. "You're the WInchesters! I've heard so much about you guys!" She squealed, hugging the man tighter. "Who are you?" He wheezed.
"Don't break his ribs AJ." The other girl said, tucking her gun back into her holster. She grinned. "We're the Austins. Nice to meet some fellow hunters."