Supernatural: Hell's Angels

Okay, so I've had this story in my head for about a year now, and I figure it's finally time

I write it down. I do not own any of the characters except my character, Lyla. ~Please leave

me reviews and suggestions. It really helps me know what to write and keep you as readers

interested!~

Prologue:

DeanPOV:

The same dinner from the same fast food place for the past week. Surprisingly, I didn't mind it. Dad didn't complain, so I wont. He doesn't want to hear it anyway, but God, this silence is deafening. I decided to break the silence, but he beat me to it.

"I wonder how Sam is doing." He didn't even look up from his food as he said it.

"Come on dad, he's fine." I tried to reassure him.

"Maybe...Maybe we should go see him."

"Dad, Sam's got his own thing going, he doesn't want to see us, or else he would have called us." I hated saying that to him, but its the truth. Sam is a college man now. He left us, left the life, for what he thinks is a 'normal' life. Dad looked to his feet, I could tell that upset him by the way he pursed his lips, trying not to cry. I decided to give him some space.

"I'm going to drive around a bit, are you going to be alright?" I asked him, concerned.

"Y-yeah. Go ahead."

I opened the door, and got into the Impala. I couldn't help but stare at the motel room door. I slammed my hand on the wheel. "Goddammit Sam..." I said to myself. I ignored the fact that my hand actually did sting, as I pulled out of the drive way. I drove for about 45 minutes, and I didn't even know where I was. It was a field, surrounded by trees, nothing else. I parked the Impala, and walked. I didn't know where I was going, or why I was going, but then again, I didn't seem to care. My mind was calm, but my body was tense. I stopped and looked up, and there was a small, white, bright light, as if a star was a little too close. I dropped to the ground and just stared. It was beautiful, and it got bigger and brighter every second. I eventually had to squint, it was too damn bright. It had gotten so big, I had to look away, and a sound worse that screeching on a chalk board had pierced through my ears and rattled my brain. Is anyone else seeing this?

Then it seemed like the light had exploded, and all was calm again. I looked up, and there was no light. There was no sound. Confused, I hopped back up and looked around. What the hell just happened? Then, I saw something in the distance. I couldn't quite make out what it was. I readied my gun and approached it. As I neared, I realized that this was a person, a girl actually, and a not bad-looking one at that, from what I could see. I was right in front of her when she said, "No! Please!". I was confused, but then I realized I still had my gun drawn. I hastily put it away, but then I couldn't help but stare at her. God, she was gorgeous, and naked too. She looked up at me with pleading eyes, Jesus, she really did think I was going to hurt her. I should do something before I scare her too much.

"I'm not going to hurt you." I said, as I reached my hand out to her to help her up. Not saying a word, she took my hand, still having her gaze locked in mine, and attempted to stand up. She leaned all her body weight into me, which she was actually really light, and looked down in embarrassment of not being able to walk. I guided her to the Impala, and she was able to lean against it. Hmm. A naked woman on my Impala. Nope, I had to resist all temptation, as hard as it was.

"What's your name?" I asked her, as I took off my jacket and put it on her in attempt to cover her up, more for my sake than hers.

"Lyla." She responded quietly.

"Where did you come from...Lyla?"

"Difficult to explain." She appeared so mysterious, but if I wasn't mistaken, she definitely had something to do with that light.

"What was that light?"

"That also, I difficult to explain."

At this point, I was frustrated. Was she playing a game? Should I be hunting her right now? Because humans don't come from weird, unexplained light.

"Alright... What's the game here?" I asked, not buying the 'mysterious' act any longer.

"Game? I don't play games, Dean."

"How the hell do you know my name, who the hell are you and what is going on exactly?" I was angry now, and I think she could sense it in my voice. She quickly looked away, and began to apologize. I could tell she was pleading, but it was too dark out to tell her exact facial expressions.

"Alright, come on. Ill take you to my place. Get you clothed and fed." I told her. I really didn't want to do this. But I couldn't leave her out here. With my jacket, no less.

As soon as I walked into the motel room, Dad stood straight up.

"Dean, where the hell have you been? Its been three goddamned hours!" He was angry, but still worried.

"I, uh, found a girl. Not like that, I mean, she, how do I explain this? She was just in this forest and she needed help."

"So you brought her here?"

"Well, she was naked." A smile slipped across my face as I said that. Yeah, a naked chick is wearing my jacket.

"And again... So you brought her here?"

"Just wait." I said as I bolt out of the door to bring her inside.

As she stepped into the light, I had noticed things I hadn't before. She had pale, bright skin, that glowed in the light. She has long, platinum blonde curls. And her eyes, her eyes were irresistible. Two different colors too, the right eye, was an icy, almost transparent blue. The left, was a brighter, electric blue. She was very short, and thin. As if she hasn't eaten in while. She was beautiful, to put it lightly.

"I am called Lyla." She says with a smile as she extends her hand to my father. He looks at me, and looks back to her, and returns the handshake and smile.

"That's a beautiful name. You can call me John. Are you hungry?"

"Hungry? I don't know. How do you know if you are hungry?" She responded, confused. My father and I exchanged looks, and went back to Lyla.

"Does your stomach feel empty? When is the last time you ate?" I asked.

"Never, I never ate."

I walked over to the tabled where I was eating dinner, and grabbed my fries, the only thing I had left over, as well as what was left of my soda, which was probably watered down from the melting ice. I couldn't help but wonder, never eaten before, who, or what was this girl?

"Here, it's not the best, but it's what we have." I humbly said as I handed her the meal. She accepted it as I ushered her to the chair to eat. My dad pulled me over to talk.

"What the hell is she?" He angrily whispered to me. "She has never eaten before, she has weird grammar, and you found her naked!"

"I may have forgotten to mention there was a blinding light, and an ear-piercing sound right before she showed up. But Dad, I couldn't just leave her there, she was scared that I was going to hurt her. I don't think she is anything we hunt, and if she was, she doesn't know it. The only thing that was questionable is the fact that she knew my name but-"

"She knew your name? Jesus..."

"No, just Lyla." She said from her chair, somehow hearing our conversation.

"You finished your food pretty fast." Dad said, noticing she had eaten the large fry in a matter of 2 minutes.

"Yeah, I guess I was hungry." She said looking down in her lap.

"We should get her some clothes." I suggested, as much as id miss seeing her in nothing but my jacket.

"I agree. I'll go. I don't even want to imagine what you plan on having her wear." Dad suggested. At first I was offended, but the I smirked and agreed.

Lyla POV:

The older man left, so now it is just me and Dean. Should I tell him now? Would he even believe me? I can say it. I can do it. Dean, I am an angel. No, I can't. I know his beliefs. I know he doesn't believe in us. My, he is the reason I lost my grace and I cant even tell him. I look at him, he is a good man. He helps people. I bite my lip in attempt to figure him out, but only to have him look up at me, and watch my mouth.

"Do you have family?" He asked, still watching my lips.

"I have a father, and many brothers and sisters alike." I begin to watch his mouth, maybe that's what I am supposed to do. He then moves closer to me. I am confused on how to react, so I stay put. He notices that I am uncomfortable and backs away.

"What are you? Because you sure as hell aren't human." He asks me. This is it. I don't even know what to say. Forgive me, Father.

End of the prologue! Okay, so I just used this as an opportunity to introduce Lyla into the story. After this, I don't know where I want to continue, but Sam will be in it. Maybe season 4, so we have Cas? I don't know . Leave suggestions and reviews please! It will really help! I will also answer ANY QUESTION YOU HAVE in the next chapters, thank you(: