Dean. Sam. Castiel.
The trio. Two hunters and an angel. Well, he used to be an angel.
Don't remind him of that, he gets sensitive.
They had received readings of paranormal activity in a forest nearby, and they were heading to check it out. Obviously, because that was their job. To hunt down the supernatural. Forests were so typical though. Why didn't people ever hide in a pub? That was Dean's complaint of the week, Sam and Cas were sick of it already. That was the topic for conversation on the way to the forest.
"Seriously though. Why do people hide in forests? There's nothing to do." Dean moaned.
"No-one to do, you mean." Sam retorted, knowing exactly what his brother was complaining about.
"Shut up." Dean snapped. "I heard something."
Dean was right. A girl's scream, and then a laugh came from somewhere to their left.
"Be careful." Castiel said. "Something does not feel right."
The three of them hid behind a bush and peeked over the top. In a small clearing stood two girls.
One of them had dyed, dark red hair, and she was wearing flared jeans and a plain grey top. She had a quiver slung over one shoulder and a bow was lying on the ground beside her. She was tall and slim, and she had a silver necklace clasped around her neck.
The other girl had black hair with the tips of them dyed a dark blue. She was wearing a dark grey trench coat that covered an aqua long-sleeved shirt that hung off her shoulders, and dark purple trousers. Her black boots looked scuffed, and her silver-handled sword was in a scabbard, lying next to a red motorbike that was resting against a tree. It was her who was laughing. She was doubled over, tears running down her face.
"Jeez, AJ. That was hilarious." She giggled, and the girl named AJ frowned.
"At least it made you laugh." She grumbled. "I haven't seen you laugh that much since... Sorry." AJ trailed off as the smile faded from her companion's face.
"It's ok." The girl smiled faintly. "I'll get over it. And I still have my name." She paused. "And that memory."
AJ glared at her. "It's not funny, Wings. I was about to fire an arrow when you distracted me. If you had have just kept on with whatever on Earth you were doing, then I wouldn't have dropped my bow and nearly fired an arrow into my foot."
"And screamed like a child." Wings said. From behind the bush Castiel shuffled around uncomfortably. "What was that?" She spun around on the spot. Dean jumped out from behind the bush.
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" He looked at the two girls and the various items scattered around on the floor around them. The black-and-blue haired one stepped forwards.
"I'm Echo, but I prefer to be called Wings, and this is Alyssa-Jane, who only goes by the name AJ." She said, brightly. "We're here because this is a free country and we can be here if we want to be."
"No." Sam said. "What are you actually doing? We've gotten readings of strange activity going on around here." Wings and AJ exchanged a worried look. "Is there a problem?"
"N-no." AJ stammered, worried that they would find something out that they shouldn't.
"Mind if we check out some of your stuff?" Dean began to walk around the clearing, inspecting the girls' items. He came across Wings' sword and unsheathed it. "Oh my- Cas, you gotta see this." Dean held out the sword, and Castiel picked it up.
"This is an angel blade. How did you come by it?" He stared at Wings.
"That." She said, snatching the sword back. "Is none of your business."
"How did you get it?" Castiel repeated.
"It's really nothing to do with you. Maybe I found it, maybe I stole it." Wings stepped towards Castiel, the angel blade in her hand. "Maybe I killed its last owner."
Castiel drew his blade and pointed it at her. "What did you just say?" He threatened.
"Or maybe." She continued. "My nickname is Wings for a reason. And this blade is actually mine."