The only thing that's the same in both the Hunter's and the Monsters world was how fast rumours spread about.
Especially for the Winchesters.
But there's one who is feared more than the Winchester is a person who has been named God's Slayer. Many said this person always spoke of being given a mission from God, slaying the supernatural that has harmed. Most thought it was a crazy reason to be in the Hunter's business, but they said the skill they had was the thing that made up for the crazy reason.
But the one thing they remember about the God's Slayer was the colour of their eyes. Red as the blood spilled from the creatures they hunted and was far sharper than any weapon. Most hunters wished to catch a glimpse of this person, wondering what kind of person they would be and others either have worked with them or just didn't care.
For the monsters they feared him above everything. There's no if's, and's or but's about his strength and how fast he could take them out without a scratch.
Weakness?
What weakness?
Nobody could ever get close to him or even get a name from him. He always had amused smile and his eyes spoke of tales more horrifying than they could imagine and spoke his given name with a tittering at the end, like it was an inside joke.
There was the sound of blood dripping.
A sigh of content in the darkness.
The sound of somebody cracking their neck and other parts of the body.
Then a the unearthly glow of red that shined in the darkness of the abandoned building. They kept flickering in excitement, a dance only a few would eyes looked every which way before landing on the floor, where somebody laid on the floor not moving anything.
"Well that was easy."
The same glowing eyes looked forward.
Somebody left the building with the look of utter happiness.
The sound of a motor starting and leaving the empty area echoed.
A remake of the story with the same name. Hopefully I'll do better than what I did before.
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