Darkness was all she saw. Kara knew she was dead. Why not? Dean could have hit here to hard on the head, which led to blood loss meaning death. He probably rapped her to. She didn't think so; even though he was a total dick, he did seem at least nice enough to let her die in peace. So, this was hell. A little dark for my taste she thought, but hey, it was HELL.
Then she started hearing footsteps. Pacing more like, she memorized the rhythm from when she was locked in a closet and her mother was waiting for her husband. After awhile, she knew she was tied up in rope, sitting under a light bulb and Sam, Dean were waiting for her to wake up to drill her with the stupid questions. She thought, hey, I could really tick them off by staying still for a really long time. But, on second thought, she was starving and parched too.
Finally, she opened her eyes to the blinding light. But it wasn't questions that welcomed her back; it was water. It splattered on her face, got in her mouth, and went down her breasts. The water was salty, which meant holy water. She saw Dean with a flask in his hands, standing in front of her and Sam sitting in the chair backwards. She looked at Dean, and then shook her head like a dog, spraying the water on him. She smirked at him, satisfied with herself.
"You really are a bitch." spat Dean. Now he put a machete on her neck.
"Whoa there boy, lets not be hasty, and I take that you're the fussy one, am I right, Sammy boy?" Kara bent her head to look at Sam. He was shaking his head with a smile on it.
"No one calls Sam Sammy, alright bitch,"
"Who the- no, WHAT are you, fairy, gypsy, witch?"
"I'm flattered, really, but I got a news-flash for you Dean. I'm 100% human… I think."
"Then who the hell are you?"
"My name is Kara Carson, daughter of four, youngest, age is 28. My mothers name is Rose Michelson, her husband was Mike Carson. I am a sniper from the Special Forces, went to Princeton, majoring in psychology, and I did do stripping for a living. Oh, did I forget to tell you I'm a hunter?" she told them. Dean had a you-got-to-be-kiddin'-me-look on his face.
"No, how did you get this?" and held out her locket.
"It's a locket and it's mine."
He turned to Sam.
"Please let me kill her, or she's going to blow my head off with her voice."
"Um, excuse me, but that locket is no use to you, or anyone in the world in matter of fact if I die. Just F.Y.I."
Dean was about to yell at her again, when Sam stepped in.
"Dean, I would have thought that you knew she was one of those girls you wont get anything out of if you yell at her and do what she says. Let me do the talking," he now turned to her. " kara, what is it going to take for you to tell us about it." he looked at her with these puppy dog. She looked at them both, them gave in.
" Fine but you guys have to do exactly what I say or your going to have to wait another 500 years for some one to tell you what this baby does," she eyed the machete, " for starters, move the knife away from me and untie me."
After two horrible hours of torture for the guys, she was finally on her last request.
"The last thing I want is… Sam, Dean, get a hair cut. Sam, you look like a dirty hippie who's in love with unicorns, and Dean… well lets just say you look like a gay pimp." she smirked at Dean. Dean glared at her thinking how to kill her with so much pain. Sam sighed with frustration and looked at Kara in the eye.
" Kara, please just tell us what the Soul Collector is and does please." Kara sipped out off her Shirley Temple and took the cherry and dangled it above her drink.
" If you really want to know…," she sighed.
" YES!" shouted the boys, now their bodies arching closer to her.
" Fine! Jeez, ok. The Soul Collector is one of those artifacts that God made Lucifer when he sent him to exile, hoping the goodness in the locket would show him that humans, even though are flawed can be pure. It was made to keep the souls that have turned bad from good when they were in a deal. Lucifer tried to use it, but he couldn't find the purity in us, so he enchanted it for a women that turned from her family and turned her fate would be the master. It only opens when there is enough natural power in the atmosphere. It can open during a full moon, a comets, or a doppelgangers presence. You can speak to the souls in it on the event. Demons want it because they can turn the souls in here to bad again and release them and that would take them one gigantic step to their master plan of going to war against heaven and the world turn *POOF*." she explained with hand experiences in the end.
"By the way, why do you need it?"
"Because Crowley wants it, which means we want it." explained Dean.
"Hey, isn't there an angel following your ass like a puppy? What's his name... oh yah! Castiel!"
" we don't know where he is, but Kara, you said that in another 500 years someone could tell us." Sam asked with a confused expression.
" The new master is chosen 500 years after the former one dies."
" Then how did you get it?" said Dean, still glaring at her.
" I don't know. My mother gave it to me right before I slammed the door in her face and never see her again for 10 years, telling me it was my fathers."
" Mike?"
" No dumb ass, my real father." spat Kara, glaring at Dean, warning him that he was about to cross a line.
" Then who is h-"
" I don't know bastard! That's why I left my family! They lied to me for my whole life. You're lucky you at least had a mother and father that loved you all their life. Yah, I know who you two are. You guys are the famous Winchesters, who was raised by your father after a demon killed your mother. Do you know how much I would give to be loved by my mother for only the first six months of my life and never remember her again then have my mother for my whole life and doesn't even love me." she got up from the table, grabbed her leather jacket and stormed out the door of the diner.
" Wait! Kara!" yelled Sam as he ran out of the diner.
" Oh, screw you and your dick head brother." and walked back to the motel.
She grabbed her stuff into her duffel bag, which they grabbed for her when they knocked her out in her apartment.
" Kara, please give them a chance." said a voice.
" I don't wan-" she turned around to find a brown haired women behind her.
" Ruby."
