Sam and Dean were walking back to their crappy motel after finishing a ghost case. As they were walking past an alley they hear shouts and thuds. Sam turned to Dean,
"Should we-?" but Dean was already running towards the noise. As they got closer they could see it was a girl that looked around the age of 14 fighting three men. One of the men had darker skin and was around 6ft, another was pale and about 5ft 8in. The last was tan, super buff and 6ft 3in. This young girl was holding her own against these three men. As Sam and Dean rushed to help they saw her fling water onto one of the men. He yelled and his face looked as though he had been burned. The two hunters could see his black eyes flash in that single moment. Sam stopped, surprised.
"Demons?" He said. Dean kept running forward. He pulled out the demon knife as he ran. The girl had seen Sam and Dean.
"Run!" she yelled and immediately turned and punched the demon behind her in the face.
Dean and Sam joined in on the fight quickly.
"Listen, we know these are demons and I can help you kill them!" Sam said wrestling with the darker demon.
"I'm doing fine on my own!" the girl replied jabbing the shortest demon in the throat.
"Yeah maybe you are, but you can't kill them, We can!" and with that Dean stabbed the demon he was fighting with the demon blade. The demon let out a yell and sank to the ground, dead. Seeing this the girl grabbed the arm of the demon she was fighting and flipped him over her shoulder, onto the ground.
"Knife!" she said. Dean tossed the knife to her and she stabbed the demon and then quickly ran over to the demon Sam was fighting and stabbed him too. All three demons lay on the ground dead. Now that the fighting was over Sam and Dean could really look at the girl. She had light brownish, blondish hair that was shorter than Sam's but slightly longer than Dean's. The girl was about 5ft 6in and wearing an old, dirty, old sweatshirt with some grubby jeans and brown combat boots. Her eyes which were now focused on the boys, were a dark gold color. She was sporting a magnificent bruise on her jaw and had more cuts and bruises all over herself. At first the three just stood there until Dean started talking.
"So are you a hunter? How did you get mixed up with demons?"
The girl looked weary, "I don't know what a hunter is and I really don't care. Thanks for the help and all but I'd better get going." She tossed the knife back to Dean and started to jog away. Dean went after her.
"Hey now, wait. You look like you haven't been eating well and it doesn't look like you're very well cared for either."
"I'm fine," she said, "I'll be going now."
"Wait!" Sam called, "What if we bought you some food?"