So, this is a story idea that I came up with. It's basically just a preview right now to see if anyone will want to read it.
If you think it'd be worth a read, review. If you want, through out ideas. I already know what Arielle is going to change into. I've already started writing chapter 1, so if most people like it, I'll crank out a hopefully good first chapter by the next Monday.
Also, Rated M for language because I'm a filthy sailor.
~Cas
ARIELLE
PROLOGUE
My name is Arielle and this is the story of how my life went to hell in a hand basket in the span of a few hours.
It all started on my 17th birthday. The day I began The Transition. And, no, I'm not talking about a sex change. The night before my birthday, I went to sleep with deep green eyes, stick-straight brown hair, and a tan I had worked all summer on. Yeah, well, my life's never been one to disappoint, so when I woke up to pale pink hair with soft waves, sea-foam green eyes, and a milky complexion that looked like I hadn't stepped outside for a year, I was a little upset. And, by little, I mean full-on raging shit storm of fury and panic that left my house in a state of shock and awe. I was in my senior year of high school, for God's sake. How in the world was I suppose to go back to school looking like I just stepped out of Oz? Not only that, when I went downstairs to tell my parents the bad news and hopefully ask questions on just what the fuck was going on, the only thing I find is a note. A note that would forever change everything that I knew to be constants in my life. A note that only had a name and an address written on it.
Bobby Singer
Singer's Salvage Yard, Sioux Falls
Well, at least I can skip school now.