Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural, if I did Jared would be mine, but I do own my own characters.

Ava522: Hi! Me and my best friend Aroura528 are writing this story, so hope you like it.

Aroura528: We don't care for flames so be my guest and waste your time.

Ava522: Ignore her, she's just like that.

Aroura528: Hey! ... Yeah I'll give you that. Any way I don't think it's to hard to tell who's who in the story, unless your my mom's boyfriend, so in that case, I'm Aroura, she's Ava (points to Ava522 who's right next to her), and if you need to send me a message, do so on my profile.

By the way I revised the first chapter so reread if you want to.

Angels

A shrilling scream pierced through the cold night air, as a shadow moved along an alley way of a nearby street.

The shadow that turned out to be a young girl in her early twenty's continued running until met with a dead end, she turned and there was murder written all over her face.

The street light over head flickered, she glimpsed at it when suddenly another figure stepped in to the light.

The figure now seen had blood red eyes not possible for a human, it then grinned showing fang like teeth. The demon advanced on the young woman, who stood her ground, a smirk appearing on her face.

"Hey!" The demon turned only to see another woman in her late twenty's with a 34 glock semi-automatic in her hand pointed at his head, "Go back to hell" she said, then pulled the trigger.

The demon erupted into flames and the woman lowered the gun, "you alright?" she asked the other girl, who was now walking towards her. "

You're late" was her only reply.

"You know how I like to make an entrance" The older girl shot back and grinned.

"How could I forget" her sister smirked.

22 year old Ava Renee Hallowell and 28 year old Aroura Marie Hallowell were two sisters, hell bent on killing every demon that crosses their path.

Ava has light brown hair that reached mid-back, green eyes, was 5'7", and was in great shape.

Aroura had dark brown, wavy hair that stopped just above her butt, green-gold eyes, was 5'8", and had an hour glass figure.

They've been hunting demons ever since their father was killed, before Ava was even born, and with their mother Lori Hallowell, they've saved countless lives.

Ava being the smart, friendly, sociable one and Aroura being the cold, sarcastic, loner, they made the perfect team.

"Ava! Move your ass I don't have all night" Aroura said clearly irritated, she through the semi-automatic in the trunk of their 1969 Ford Mustang and closed it.

"Why? You going somewhere?" Ava teased, opening the passenger door and getting in.

"Yeah I got a hot date tonight and I need to spend four hours in front of the mirror to get ready" she replied sarcastically.

her sister rolled her eyes and grinned back at Aroura, "well you never know".

Please review and Dean and Sam are in this story.