Summary: Sam and Dean Winchester Find Max lying in the middle of the road, well she seemed to have appeared out of thin air. All she knows is her Name, Maxine Sanders and that Sam and Dean are brothers and the first letter of their names? They find her with a shotgun, filled with rock salt; she seems to pick up quickly on hunting and seems to know what's going to happen on their hunts before it happens. But is it psychic abilities? Or something totally different?
Prologue: What The Hell, Man?
"Hey, You okay?" The voice asked shaking me awake. I felt the cool concrete road underneath me, and the blood soaking in my hair. I didn't know where I was. I didn't know who I was. I could feel something underneath my hand, so I gently wrapped my fingers around it. A shotgun? What the Hell?
"I don't know", I said honestly. Opened my eyes looking at the two men next to me. I don't know who I am but why do they look so familiar? "Do I know you?" I asked starring the shorter one straight in the eyes.
"No, I would remember" He held out his hand, and I let the grip of the gun go, taking his hand. The taller one, put his hands under my elbows lifting me up.
"What the hell happened?" I asked no one in particular.
"Well, we were driving and you just appeared as if out of thin air" The tall one said.
"Huh" Weird. I thought. "Déjà vu" I said.
"What?" they asked in unison
"Well, I don't really know it feels like I have done this before. Next you are going To tell Me your Brothers and your names… One starts with a D and the other an S" I paused "Sorry that's crazy"
"Dean" The shorter one said.
"Sam" the other one said.
" I should tell you my name?" Nodding from them "Max" I said. " That's all I know about myself I'm Maxine Sanders-" I finished collapsing into the taller one's arms.
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I watched As Max fell into Sam's arms. " We should get her to the hospital" he said lifting her up.
I nodded my head before turning around and noticing what was on the ground. " Uh- Sammy?" He turned towards me, which let me know I could continue. " I don't think the hospital is a good idea any more"
"What? Why not?" he asked both angrily and confused.
"Because of this" I said bending down to pick up the bloodied shotgun. "I think she's a hunter"
"You mean a supernatural hunter?" he asked and I nodded at his answer. " How do you know?"
"Simple it's filled with rock salt. And look at the top of her wrist."
"The Devil's Trap?" he asked looking at the wrist of the girl in his arms. " Is she Trying to keep something in or out?"
"I don't know, Man. But I intend to find out." I responded.
