So in the spirit of my recent obsession with bad chicks with no remorse and a thirst for blood and pain, I decided to write this one shot. It was inspired by the movie Jennifer's Body. I realized that Supernatural hadn't had an episode about a succubus yet so I took the initiative. The fact that my girl was gonna be bad along with my love of Adam Milligan put a nice little plot bunny into my head. I love Adam. But I had come to realize that really I liked GhoulAdam just as much if not more than normal Adam. Thus my little fic was born. This is only the prologue. Yes it's a one shot. Sort of. A one shot with an opening. I also thought that GhoulAdam deserved a fic of his own.

It's been a while since I've actually written anything. So I'm proud.

Rebekah stared down at the silver stake protruding from her left boob. Blood poured from the wound, slowly seeping into her shirt, staining the once baby blue tank a deep crimson.

"Son of a bitch." She lifted her head and leveled Dean with a vicious stare. "This was my favorite shirt you cock sucking hairless ape!"

Sam and Dean watched in horror as she grasped the stake and began to pull it out. Wasn't a stab to the heart supposed to kill a succubus? Hell, they had even used a silver stake for good measure! And she was still fighting.

CLICK! BANG! SQUISH!

Her headless body dropped to the ground like a broken rag doll. Okay. So Dean took that back. She wasn't fighting anymore.

Dean turned to Sam who was lowering the shotgun. He thanked God that Sam had insisted on bringing it along.

"Why the hell do you wanna bring that?" Dean had asked. "It won't kill her. The bitch has gotta take a stake to the heart."

"You never know," Sam had countered.

Bless his stubborn baby brother.

"You knew didn't you? That she wasn't a succubus?" Sam ran a hand across his face, wiping blood off. Her blood. Quickly, he wiped the hand on his jeans.

"Well, before, when she mentioned Adam. Or GhoulAdam, it kinda made me think. I mean, I didn't really know for sure. But it made sense that she might be one too. I just thought bringing the gun might be a good idea. I didn't think it could hurt any." He shrugged.

"Well I'm damn glad you did. She said she was a fucking succubus. And all of her kills matched up with the way they feed. Seducing the victim, making him that she's gonna have sex with him, then tearing him apart and eating him. I never would have figured that she was a ghoul too! I thought it was just a fluke that the two that killed Adam and Kate were going after fresh meat. That they were only doing it to get back at Dad and us." He shook his head in confusion. "Screw it. Let's get rid of this body. It's kinda gross."

They burned the corpse and headed back to the Impala. Dean started the car and slammed his foot down on the accelerator.

About two miles out of Windom, Sam spoke, breaking the long silence.

"It doesn't feel right Dean. I know I said she was a ghoul but when I think about it, what you said is true. She didn't act like one. The ghouls that killed Adam and Kate didn't seduce their victims. Toyed with, but didn't seduce. Maybe she wasn't a ghoul. What if—"

"Sammy!" the sharp tone in Dean's voice made Sam go rigid. Dean sighed. "Look. We burned the body. Doesn't matter what the hell she was. She's dead. And maybe this time, we can finally put Windom, Minnesota behind us. I don't know about you. But I'm tired of this God damn town."

And that was the end of the conversation. Sam let it drop but he couldn't stop thinking about it. What the hell had happened back there? What had Rebekah's story been? As he gazed out the window into the dim light of dawn, he knew he'd never find out.