Chapter 1
"You said that you'd have it in today." Koven said as she leaned onto the counter, looking at the lady who was tattooed multiple times and pierced in over 5 placed on her face. The lady's pink and green hair was up in spikes, her brown eyes drowned in boredom. She blew a bubble with her smelly fruity gum and looked Koven straight in the eyes.
"I said tomorrow." She retorted. Koven growled in frustration and stomped away from the register to check the racks once again. She HATED to shop in her town's Hot Topic because the cashiers were always dicks.
The t-shirt she had been looking for, for months had still not been restocked. She frowned and stared at the Doctor Who T-shirt that took its place.
"Stupid Tom Baker t-shirt." She mumbled. But before she could walk away, she looked at it once more. She sighed before grabbing one that was her size and a Pop! Television figure of Sam Winchester. She had alreddy gotten one of Dean last week.
She set them on the counter and the lady looked up again.
"One moment please." She said. She picked up the items and took them to the other side of the counter. After about five minutes, she walked back and handed Koven the items in a black bag that had 'Hot Topic' in big grey letters on the side.
Koven paid then quickly walked out of the store into the slight drizzle of the afternoon. She mumbled a few curses and pulled up her dark colored jacket's hood. She slowly began to walk down the street towards the bus stop.
She sat down on the park bench next to a short lady whose long grey hair reached just below her shoulders, one eye covered by a long red scar that turned her eye white. Koven was quiet till the lady turned to her.
"Do you happen to have a couple dollars to spare?" She asked. Koven turned to her. The woman's rotten teeth looked like they would fall out at any moment.
"Yes. Yes I do." She said. She turned to her bag and reached inside for the change the cashier had given her. When she turned back, the lady was gone. "What the he…" She shook her head and sighed. The bus pulled up moments later. Koven was the only one to enter and she saw a few others alreddy seated. She sat towards the back.
The ride was short and quiet. By the time they arrived to Koven's stop, it was only her and one other person. She exited the bus and it drove off.
Now it was beginning to pour. She hurried towards her front door, but stopped dead in her tracks where the lady sat on the door step.
"You." She said. "Who are you?"
"You will find me soon Koven Vermont. Soon." Koven's breath caught in her throat. She blinked and the lady disappeared. Koven ran to her door, fiddling with the lock till it opened and she ran inside, shutting and locking her door.
She then pressed her back to the door, slinging down till her bum hit the floor. Immediately her small beagle, Bobby, ran up and began to lick her face. She smiled and rubbed his head.
She looked at the black bag she forgot she was holding and let her grip go on it, tossing it to the side. She pulled Bobby up onto her lap and he began to lick her face again.
That night, she had fallen asleep with Bobby curled up next to her. The only thing to wake her up was a cold metal pressing into her skull and Bobby barking. Once the metal jabbed her side, she groaned in pain and slowly began to open her amber eyes.
When she did, the carpeting confused her. She had hard wood floors. She leaned up a bit, only to have the cold metal press into her temple. She slowly turned her head and her eye stared down the barrel of a .45. Her breath caught in her throat and she gulped down.
"Dean put the gun down." Said a voice. Koven's head snapped in the person's direction. There stood a tall man, holding her dog and scratching behind his ear.
"Oh my shit." Was the last thing Koven said before she fainted. Bobby continued to bark, trying to wiggle from the man's grip. He barked again and again. The man with the gun, Dean, kept his eyes on the Koven who was dressed in an over-sized T-shirt with and a pair of red undies.
This was the way they found her. They were just asleep till they heard a body collapse and a dog barking rather loudly. It was half past midnight and when they sat up and turned the light on, she laid on the floor with Bobby pawing arm her arm and side.
Dean's first move was to his gun which he then used to wake her up. Now they were in a strange pickle. Because on her t-shirt was a picture of HIM. Of Dean himself. Underneath it, the words read 'House rules Sammy. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole'.
Bobby managed to fall from the tall man's grip, running to Koven and knowing at the shirt collar. It awkwardly stuck his small head in her shirt and pulled her IPhone from her bra. He barked and pawed at the screen. Dean aimed his gun at the small dog and Bobby barked.
"Dean put the gun down." The tall man said nudging his brother. He slowly walked over, picking up the strange looking devise. Bobby barked as his finger laid on a small button.
"Sammy." Dean said. He ignored Dean and pressed it. A picture appeared on the front screen of Koven and three other people all holding up signs. Two of them made sense. The driver pick's the music line and the 'Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home in a few days. The other two read 'Assbutt' and 'Did you just Molotov my brother? With holy fire?'.
The time red '10:15 PM' and there were words that flashed at the bottom. 'Slide to open' and so he slid his finger across the screen and a number code thing came up. Bobby barked three times. The tall man took it as a sine and put in '3325' and these strange squares popes up. The devise rand loudly and an 'Accept' and 'decline' thing popped up.
The name across the top read 'Assbutt' and he looked to Dean. Dean shook his head, but pressed accept and put the phone go his ear.
"Koven Elizabeth Vermont where the hell are you?!" The voice was loud and bossy. A sisterly like voice. The tall man looked to Dean and hung up on the woman.
"Sam. What the hell is going on here?"