Title: The Eagle Girl and The Flower Girl

Author: Acaciax10x28x89

Info: Ok, I made this in my own little "Supernatural Universe." No season 6 or season 7, this is just my own little imagination that I was thinking

while I was doing my own original writing, and thought I give fics a try, and see where they go. But to the point, some strange events are

occurring somewhere in South Dakota, no specific place, just made up. And Bobby is somewhere in Oklahoma on another hunt, and he asks

the boys to help take care of what ever is terrorizing his home state. He also informs them of two sisters who will help. Sisters, huh?

Hmm? We shall see where these things will go.

As a reminder, I do not own "Supernatural" or the Winchester Brothers, they belong to the creative mind of their creator. But the sister pair

characters belong to me.

PROLOGUE

She hates it when her sister orders her around! It's bad enough that she has to drive 20 minutes to the elder's house to get sage, but also because she barely has enough money in her pocket to fill up her maroon red, 1972 mustang's tank.

"Damnnit!" She swore, after seeing her gas tank's almost empty.

"Aquila, better give me money after she get's paid! And the sage better work! Otherwise if my gas runs out and I have to get a tow! We are sharing that car!" She thought out loud to herself.

She hates feeling like the errand girl, she hates the feeling of being treated like a secretary. and she hates feeling that her sister is being trained into something special, only because she was born 5 years earlier than her, and its in her to be the next important thing. And that is her price, her price of being second, only because she was born 5 years later. While in her deep, frustrated thoughts, she almost missed the gravel road that lead to the elderly woman's house. After driving 5 more minutes on the dusty gravel road, she parked her car in the gravel covered parking lot in front of a ramshackle house. As she exit her car, she studied the dust covered windows, the faded dark green paint, and the faded white border on the windows.

"Geez! Poor, old, woman." The girl thought after seeing the old house.

She walked onto the porch and dangling underneath the porch roof were two wind chimes, one made of regular metal, the other made of hollow, dark colored wood. Also hanging was a 2 foot dream catcher, with feathers inside the ring and more feathers with different colored stones dangling from pieces of leather on the bottom part of the ring. Just as she was about to knock on the door, an elderly opened it. The girl, jumped a little of the sudden, surprise of the elderly Native American woman. Although, elderly she was quite attractive for her age. Her hair reached her hips and it was pulled back into a half up-half down ponytail, with a silver barrette, decorated with turquoise stones. Her hair color was black with different shades of grey blended in and some white streaks blended in as well. Her clear, dark brown eyes showed a bright chestnut in the sunlight, and her light brown skin didn't have deep wrinkles that the average, elderly woman has. And she wore a light blue house dress, with a dark, navy blue cardigan robe draped over her shoulders, and navy blue slippers on her feminine feet.

"Grandma! You scared me, I thought you'd be sleeping."

"Don't call me 'grandma,' Kalina, it makes me feel old," The Elder Woman laughed, Kalina, laughed along too.

"Come in, granddaughter, I just made some tea."

As Kalina sat on the old recliner, The Elderly Woman, brought out two big mugs of green tea sweetened with dark honey, and The Elderly Woman, sat in an old rocker chair in front of Kalina.

"So tell me, Kalina, how is Aquila doing on her medicine and spiritual insights?"

Kalina, let out a small sigh.

"She's doing good, she's been very demanding lately though. After some dreams she's been having, she's been needing more sage, more sweetgrass, and more books or literature on demons and other evil beings, oh! And she's been wanting more cedar too."

"Well times are tough now. And ever since, the creatures, both part of the creator, servant of the creator, or the creator's secret creatures, have been acting strange. Plus, the women and men who practice bad medicine are coming out of the shadows. I don't like it, especially how the creator's secret creatures are acting. I'm sure you heard about the missing wasi'cu children right?"

"Yes, I remember, Aquila said she had a dream that they were taken by people who practice bad medicine, and some type of creature is helping them."

"Well," The Elderly Woman set her mug on the side table, and walked into the other room. she came back holding different items in her hands. She handed Kalina a ruler length, stick of sage, and a large paper bag of sage leaves, along with an eagle feather.

"Give these to your sister, she is going to need them, and here."

The Elderly Woman also, handed her three small circles the are colored in black, red, white and yellow.

"And, you're going to need these medicine wheels, you and your sister are going to meet four men, and they will need them."

Kalina, grabbed the items, but studied and recounted the medicine wheels.

"There's only three medicine wheels, grandma."

"I know how to count, granddaughter!" The Elderly Woman, laughed.

"The fourth one is a man, but it's only a disguise," she explained.

After, drinking their tea and saying their goodbyes, and The Elderly Woman giving the generous offer of a little gas money in exchange for tobacco, Kalina climbed into her mustang, and drove back to her house.

Meanwhile…..

"Sam and Dean,

I will be gone for the next few weeks solving a case in Oklahoma, so I hate to ask, cause you know how much I hate asking, can you help take care of a case back in South Dakota? Some weird things have been happening, and…..well I've known them since they were little and never had the opportunity for them to meet you two, but they will be gladly to help you in anyway they can. They are not hunters, but they know about the area, and in more depth detail as well. All I ask is that the four of you get along, and work together. And, Dean, especially you, if I get a complaint call from any of them on certain things I will be on my way in a heart beat and when I get there you will be slapped around silly, that you won't remember your last name! Any way, good luck, and if you need help just call me."

That was the voicemail by the infamous, Bobby Singer that was transferred to Dean Winchester. He rolled his green, hazel eyes and dressed into his jeans black shirt, with a dark red shirt over it.

Complaint call? Please! Dean, thought.

"Hey, Sammy, Bobby just left me a voicemail."

"Oh yeah?" A tall, broad shouldered, man emerged out of the bathroom, and he was wearing jeans, and a blue shirt, and he was air drying his shaggy brown hair.

"What did he say?"

"Well he's in Oklahoma, and some stuff has been going up there. He didn't say what, but have you heard of anything going on up there?"

"Well yeah, I found an article on the internet that said a some kids were missing, and the assailant looked like a giant eagle, vulture, or some type of bird of prey snatching them up. And I also found another article that says that bodies have been found down by one of the creeks, but the bodies were imprinted with some strange markings, and just loads of other stuff going on up there."

"That is weird."

"It is, did Bobby, say anything else about whats going up there? And why a empty, middle-of-nowhere place like South Dakota?"

"I don't know, Sam. But we should drive up there and see what's up"

After the brothers had their morning ritual of dressing, packing, and breakfast at the local diner, they were well on their way to South Dakota. And since Sam and Dean both had their phones on vibrate, they placed their phones alarms back on and noticed they both received voice mails.

Dean checked his and listened.

"Hi, Dean Winchester?

This is Aquila Whitefeather, I'm calling because Bobby Singer said you can help me and my sister with some weird stuff going on up here. Any way I can't come to meet you guys because I'll be busy, but my sister Kalina, will be meeting you guys at the state line of South Dakota. Have a safe drive and can't wait to meet you."

Sam, checked his phone, and he noticed he received two voice mails and listened to both of them.

"Hi, Sam Winchester?

This is Aquila Whitefeather, Bobby Singer told me to call you, and give you information on the events going on up here. As soon as you get here to the house I will discuss everything with you. Have a safe drive."

He moved on to the second voice mail.

"Sam Winchester?

Hi, this is Kalina Whitefeather, Aquila's sister. I'm staying at The Conquistador Motel, that will be the first motel you will see when you cross the state line, but I will meet you and Dean at the Denny's next door. And I will buy you guys breakfast there too. I will see you guys there at 10 in the morning and you can follow me to my house. Drive safe, and be careful."

"Well, it's safe to say, they sound like women," Sam said

"Yeah, but Aquila? What kind of a name is that?"

"It means 'Eagle' in latin, Dean. But, Aquila? Kalina? These girls have interesting names."

"Yeah, but what makes it more interesting, is that Bobby says these girls can help, but get this."

"What?"

"They are not hunters."

"Well, then what can they be then, if not hunters?"

"I don't know, Sammy, but I hope, Bobby is right about them."

"Has Bobby ever proven us wrong on anything?" Sam asked, in an optimistic tone.

"No. I guess he's never proven us wrong on anything, yet any way."

Okay, that's all I have, my updates might be slow, and I hope you will be wanting more and I hope you like it!

Love, A