TODAYS THEME SONG/TITLE: Gives You Hell.

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Dean walked down the parking lot next to his little brother Sam, torward Ellen's newly rebuilt bar when they reached the door Dean pulled it open with a smug look on his face recalling Sam's sleep talk about busty asian babes.

Sam glared at Dean, "not a word, Dean." and with that he walked into the bar Dean shrugged and followed suit.

The two brothers were greated with the smoothest harmonic piano music or what ever you call that Dean had ever heard, Dean shuddered at the fact that he was actually enjoying the music he looked over in the direction of the music and found that he couldnt make out who was playing because of the large grand piano hiding the players face.

Dean and Sam sat down at the bar only to be greeted warmly by Ellen "Hey boys! What do you think of the place?" "Its great! Just as good as the original! I didnt expect the music though." Dean said hinting his curiousity about the pianist.

"Who? Roxie? I'm not surprised that you noticed, infact I would would be surprised you didn't notice. Actually she stumbled in here about three weeks ago, completely covered in salt it took us solid two days to convince her to wash it off. She told us that she had been possessed by a terrible demon." Ellen explained.

"How bad was the case?" Sam asked. Ellen's eyebrows raised "were talking anti posession tattoo the very day we convinced her to wash off all that salt, we've been looking after her ever since, training her to be a hunter." Ellen leaned in closer her voice getting real secret like "I tell you though, this girl is amazing! She's learned more about hunting than my husband ever knew! And what she couldnt learn from us she learned from the other hunters that come to the bar."

Ellen paused "I bet she could last sevral matches with you Dean and still come out the winner." She said smirking her dark eyes glistnening Sam snickered and Dean glared "there aint a single girl in the entire world that could take me on." Dean said begrudginly.

"Wanna bet?" Dean's head snapped around in surprise (he hadn't realized that the music had stopped playing) and what came as another huge shock was...

"Ruby?" Dean said in surprise and at this Sam swivled around but before either one of them could say anything Dean face became aquainted with not only the girls fist but with the floor aswell "Dont you DARE call me that." She said crossing her arms and standing boldly over Dean practicly fuming with rage.

"The name's Roxie Carol Smith. And if you call me by that shitty name 'Ruby', again I'll make sure that you wont be getting any action for a month." Roxie hissed at Dean.

Dean gulped as her gray eyes peirced into Dean's very soul.

Sam: HAHAHA Dean you got poned by a girl! HAHAHA

Dean: -.- Shut up.

Sam: HAHA your not even denying it this is to good!

Dean: I dont need to deny it because anyone with eyes and a brain could see that i just didnt feel like hitting a girl.

Sam: HAHA! Yeah right man! Dean the ohnerable guy who never EVER takes advantage of girls, thats a new one!

Dean: Do i even need to mention that you are the one dreaming about busty-

Sam: HEY HEY DUDE! NOT COOL MAN! I cant control what I dream about!

Dean: Sure you cant- :)

Roxie: Idiots -_-"

Ellen: Tell me about it -.-

Roxie: ANyway back to what we are SUPPOSED to be talking about-

Dean: Yeah, yeah, MAKE SURE TO FAVE!

Sam: REVIEW

Roxie: AND MESSAGE!

TA-DA! AND THERES THE PROLOGUE TO- A World Full of Masks! THIS STORY WILL BE ACCOMPANIED BY THEME SONGS FOR EACH CHAPTER THERE MAY BE MORE THAN ONE SONG PER CHAPTER! THATS RIGHT ITS A MUSICAL MOTHA FUDGERS! X3

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