Okay, so I'm not entirely sure I am continuing on this story. I kind of just wanted to see if I'd get some feedback on it before I continue writing on it.
So yeah, give me some feedback on whether I should continue or not. I know it's not much to base it on because not much happens in this chapter,
but it's better than nothing and I'm hoping that hey, maybe I'll make a splash on your reading experience of today. Or you know.. not.. IDK.. :P


Chapter 1: Knife of the Underworld

When Adam Milligan felt a knife being pressed against his throat as he was leaving the men's bathroom at the Bay Café in Sunset Beach, California, he was getting really tired of people trying to kill him. Not only had an angel mere hours earlier tried to kill him by giving him stage four stomach cancer, an archangel almost burnt out his eyes by coming down from heaven when Dean Winchester almost agreed to be his vessel (but as it turned out, was lying), and nah, it didn't stop there. He'd recently been yanked out of heaven too, after spending a year stuck in his prom. He'd been dead, a ghoul had eaten him alive. He was really starting to feel fed up with people wanting him dead.

"Who are you and what the fuck are you doing with the Winchesters?", The voice, which much to Adam's surprise was female, demanded to know as she pressed the knife harder against his throat - it hurt.

"I'm their brother", He blurted out without much thought, not considering the person currently threatening his life could be a demon who'd only be thrilled to get someone with John Winchester's blood running through them out of the way.

"Bullshit", The female released the knife from his throat and spun him around by grabbing his jacket and jerking him so he faced her, "I knew John Winchester, and he only has two son's."

Adam didn't know what to say, no one had known John Winchester had an extra son, so it didn't surprise him that she didn't know either. He stayed quiet instead, and glanced out into the café which had gone strangely empty since he had entered the bathroom, but he could see parts of Sam and Dean sitting in a booth on the other side of the café from the bathrooms. They couldn't see him from here.

"Now", She pressed the knife against his throat again, "Tell me who you are, and why the hell you're hanging out with them."

"I already told you.."

She groaned and glared at him, "I know, but I don't believe you."

"Well, ask them yourself then", Adam breathed out keeping his eyes fixated on her's, they were a quite interesting color actually, light blue, almost icy, he had never seen anything like it before, "Who are you?"

"None of your business", She sounded even more pissed off than moments before, but she released the knife from his throat and pushed it down into a knife holster that hung to her belt.

She brushed past him and out into the café, and Adam wondered if maybe Dean would just stand up and shoot her or something, actually, he almost hoped for it. But he didn't, instead Dean got out of the booth as soon as the woman came into his line of sight, and smiled at her. Smiled? She had almost just tried to kill him!

"Rowen!", He called out in surprise and wrapped his much larger frame around her much more petite one, "What the hell are you doing here?"

The woman, or Rowen as Dean had called her, pushed away from his hug and pulled out the knife again.

"We need to get out of here", She gestured to the café which was actually altogether empty now, not even a waitress in sight, "They are coming for you."

"Who are coming for us?", Adam's eyes widened, fearing that some angel was going to come and roast him, or something.

"No one gave you permission to speak", Rowen interrupted him with a tone of voice that sent chills down Adam's spine, but only made Dean grin.

Sam got out of his seat clumsily and grabbed the keys to the Impala of the table and threw them to Dean who caught them with ease.

"Let's go."

There was a silence among them as they hurried out of the deserted café and towards the car parked not far from the entrance. They hadn't made it much more than a few steps out the door though when Sam suddenly screamed to them to watch out, and in a few seconds time demons had surrounded them. Adam watched amazed as Rowen threw the knife towards one of the demons, and it hit the creature right between the eyes. The demon fell backwards screaming as it burned to ashes.

All three of the Winchester brothers seemed equally surprised by the knife's abilities. Adam had been told about Sam's own demon killing knife which he had acquired from the demon Ruby, but he had never seen one in action, and this wasn't even that very knife. There was no time to question the weapon though, because there was demons trying to rip their hearts out. Rowen simply stepped over the burning ashes of the demon and snatched the knife out of the skull which had nearly burnt up completely. She had barely straightened her body out completely before another demon raced for her and she stabbed it in the same place as the other demon - right between the eyes.

It didn't take long with the three hunter's abilities before all the demons were dead and Dean ushered them into the car after Rowen warned them that more were coming. No one said anything until they were on the highway heading out of California.

"What the hell was that, Rowen?", Dean shouted hysterically from the driver's seat as he sped a lot faster than was legal.

"This isn't the time", The woman muttered and tilted her head back releasing a yawn, "Just drive for now."


Rowen knew she should have just killed them at that café, for releasing Lucifer out of his cage. They were considered traitors among the hunters now, for bringing down the apocalypse on all of them. Rowen was no different, she'd loved those boys to death for what felt like an eternity, but there had been many times in the past few months she had wanted to seek them out and kill them because of the traitors that they were. She had heard the stories, oh boy had she heard the stories. Sam's whatever it was with a demon, had he gone completely nuts since the last time they'd seen eachother? It had been years, sure, but it still puzzled Rowen how everything had changed.

She had stumbled upon them by mistake in Sunset Beach. Rowen had only been traveling through the small coastal community when realizing there were demons close. She had followed them, and found the Bay Café with the two Winchesters and a third unknown male inside. She could have just killed them, but it probably wouldn't have done much good anyway, the angels would just yank them back to life again.

"It's Rowen, right?", She looked up from the room service menu which she had been absentmindedly going through without any intention of ordering anything, she just needed a distraction.

Rowen nodded at the youngest illegimate brother of the Winchester's, his name was Adam if she had heard right. She had been skeptical at first, because she had known John a long time, and he had never told her about having anymore children than Sam and Dean. She felt a bit disappointed, as if the man hadn't trusted her enough to tell her his secret.

"That's an odd name for a woman", Adam continued and pursed his lips.

"Some would consider Adam an odd name as well, what's your point?"

"None really, it just doesn't sound like a feminine name."

Rowen shrugged her shoulders and looked down at the room service menu again, "It means 'little red one', my father thought it was fitting because of my hair and figure."

There was a moment of silence during which Rowen looked out through the motel room window. There was a storm coming, it was so intense you could feel it in the air. The rain was already whipping the windows hard, which was why they had stopped at the sleazy motel right of the interstate somewhere in northern Colorado. That, and because Dean was almost falling asleep behind the wheel and wouldn't let Sam, Adam nor Rowen drive.

"Your mom was killed by ghouls, am I right?", Rowen looked over at Adam again, who visibly tensed up at the mentioning of the incident which it was clear he remembered very well.

"I was too. I was in heaven until the angels pulled me out of there, that is."

"If it's any consolation", She breathed out, "My father was also taken by a ghoul. I was much younger than you though, only a child. I know what it's like to lose a parent, and have the other one absent for your whole life. I've only met my mother a handful of times."

It was rare for Rowen to reveal such personal details to strangers like Adam, but there was something about him that made her want to comfort him. She watched him with interest as he bit his lowerlip and mumbled something inaudible that she could only make out the words 'sorry' and 'brothers' from. She felt for him, she really did. Rowen's dad had been taken early in her life many years ago, and her mother.. well, let's just say she had never really been there.

"At least you have one parent who's still alive", Adam muttered and Rowen glared at him, could he be more unappreciative? She was just trying to help.


Adam hadn't really noticed it until Rowen told him about the meaning of her name, but her hair was really red. He'd seen redheads before, of course, but nothing like this. She probably dyed it, he concluded to himself. It wasn't Rowen's incredibly red hair that fascinated Adam though, it was how she looked. Her hair was long he had seen before, somewhere past her shoulders, but she had tied it up like a bun on her head now. It seemed dirty, and the bangs that went straight across her forehead looked greasy and hung in stripes towards her eyes. In general she looked dirty, actually. Her jeans were ripped at several places and had bloodstains on equally many places that apparently hadn't gone out in the wash, though he probably didn't want to know the last time she had washed them. She wore a leather jacket she'd now thrown on the bed next to her that Adam had seen was lined on the inside with various weapons and necessities, and underneath a pale blue longsleeve shirt that had dirty stains here and there. Actually, the shirt matched her eyes really good when he thought about it. But, even though her appearance overall was dirty, and it was weird, she still managed to look beautiful.

"Stop staring at me, it's making me uncomfortable", Adam suddenly had to snap out of his own thoughts when evidently Rowen had realized he was kind of staring at her.

"I wasn't...", He began but she cut him off with a small smile.

"Of course you weren't."

He didn't know what to say, and honestly he was too tired to argue with someone. He wasn't exactly sleeping well lately, his new life was already giving him nightmares, so he had tried to stay away from sleeping. But apparently he was no different from both Sam and Dean, who had explained they didn't sleep much either, especially not the last months, what with the apocalypse looming over them and all that.

"I'm going to go and talk to Dean", Rowen threw the room service menu she had in her hands on the bed and then got off it while grabbing her jacket and slipped it on.

Sam and Dean had the room next to Rowen and Adam. He had been a bit uncomfortable about sharing a room with a person who had pressed a knife to his throat twice in one night at first, but he really hadn't had any say in the matter. Because Sam and Dean always shared a room, and it would be too cramped if they tried to shove four people into one of the small crappy motel rooms. He was starting to ease up around Rowen though, she wasn't that bad, just a bit weird. He'd seen what that knife could do though, and wasn't going anywhere close to it ever again. Okay, so he wasn't a demon, but it was still a knife, and he was made of flesh and blood.

"You should try to get some sleep", She called over her shoulder as she exited the room and shut the door, leaving Adam to delve in silence.

Right, sleep. The thought wasn't all too tempting to him, so he settled for going over the room service menu Rowen had been reading, hoping that she or one of his brothers would make him company in a while. All of the recent things that had happened was making him paranoid, he just knew it.