AN - This is the first FF that I have written in years and the first one under this pen name and SPN. I just starting to really get into this show by the suggestion of a friend and was really inspired!
I am expecting to possible get some hate as I have a female OC and I know that the fandom normally does not take kindly to them :) but I am open to criticism and advice. This is going to definitely be an AU but still somewhat along the same storyline.
It was a quiet night in the yard. Of course, it always was now that the place was a ghost town. Ever since Bobby died and the boy's moved to the Bunker there was no life in the old scrap yard. Jody did get the occasional call out to the area about damn teenagers trying to throw a kegger, but that was a few months ago and they weren't on the property itself and she made sure to 'put the fear of God' in them so that they wouldn't be trying that shit again once they were high tailing it out of there she made sure there were chains on the gates and locks were installed. She didn't want anyone poking around in the yard because she knew that there were still some remnants of the hunter around and she didn't want anyone finding that kind of stuff, especially the panic room, which was the only thing left standing in the rumble of Bobby's destroyed home.
Besides she never knew if Dean and Sam would need anything from here. Which happened fairly often, when Dean would need a part for the Impala if it needed to be fixed this was his first and only stop. Jody knew it was a sacred place for him, and for Sam though maybe not in the same way that it was for Dean. And if she was being honest with herself it was for her too. She missed the man. The stubborn jackass that he was, he was still a good man.
And that is how she found herself driving out of the main part of town to Bobby's scrapyard tonight. She had just gotten off of a long 3-day shift at the station and wanted to swing by to make sure that the gates were locked tight before heading home.
Turning off of the main highway she drove the half-mile road that was a private road to Bobby's property. Pulling up to the main gates she put the truck in park but left it running, she climbed down and pulled her jacket a little tighter around her body. It was mid-October and getting cold fast.
In the truck's headlights she approached the padlock, and with her gloved hand she lifted it and gave it a quick tug, to reassure herself it, was in fact locked.
"Good, now I can get my ass home and sleep for the next 12 hours." she grumbled to herself as she turned her back to the gate and began walking back to the truck. Suddenly the night stilled around her, insects and animals silenced their nightly orchestra. Jody tensed and had her hand on her gun in the holster ready to draw it in a moments notice.
That's when she saw what she thought was a shooting star, but instead of disappearing it became larger and seemed to be barreling straight toward her.
"What in the hell?" Jody whispered words becoming fog in the cold night air. She yelled, covering her ears and ducked as a click-click-BOOM sounded from the star. It sounded like a jet breaking the sound barrier next to her, she closed her eyes tightly as the star flew over her only to crash into a power line knocking it down sending sparks everywhere, the barreling through a stack of cars causing them to fly and land on others shattering glass before crashing into the hard earth spraying dirt up in the air. The light flashed and faded.
"What the fuck was that?!" Jody could barely hear herself over the ringing in her ears. Fumbling for her key ring with shaking hands and unlocked the padlock. Running back to her truck and jumping in she slammed on the gas, smoking the tires a bit as she raced through the gates and drove deeper into the yard.
It took a minute to navigate around the debris of the vehicles that had been disturbed from their resting place to get as far into the yard as she could before three overturned cars blocked her truck from going any further. Climbing out of the truck Jody drew her weapon and flashlight and began to sweep the area around her.
'Sam and Dean should be here, this might be their kind of case. But they might be hunting…' thought Jody as she walked in between two stacks of cars. She was walking cautiously not knowing what the hell this was she wanted to make she that she was on her toes. Stepping over a car door that was on the ground she noticed something catching the light. Walking over to it slowly she noticed it was a feather, and crouched down to inspect it. It was massive, at least two feet in length black as a raven, silky to the touch. But it was warm and looked charred on the edges.
"Definitely a Sam and Dean thing…" Jody mummered stepping over the feather and toward the end of the row of cars. She saw more feathers the closer to the end of the row and noticed that she was near the stack of cars that had been toppled. Putting her back against a stable car she looked around the corner and saw the crater in the ground. That's when she caught a glimpse of what was in the crater, out of the freshly turned dirt and twisted metal of a car was a set of wings. Massive ones, at least 10 feet in length each. One was the purest white, like the first snow of winter deep in the mountain and untouched by man. The other was like the feather she found, black but was iridescent. When Jody's flashlight skimmed across them it showed flecks of blue and gold that played against the raven black backdrop.
But they were damaged, that much Jody could see from where she was. Much like the first feather she came across they were charred, bloodstained and the white wing was snapped in one place and hanging oddly.
"Oh god." Jody hurried over. Looking into the crater she saw a woman - Angel. She thought to herself. The girl was at least 25 to 30 years old... Or at least her vessel was… whatever, there was too much to take in. Her hair was long and silver in color, she was unconscious and injured but Jody didn't know if that was from the crash or something else, she was only about 5'5", maybe 130 wet but built with muscles and nude so Jody was able to see most of the injuries but also noticed that the woman was clutching in her right hand a sword. A soft groan escaped the woman's split lip and with a soft glow, the wings disappeared.
Jody climbed down into the crater to get to the younger woman. It wasn't too deep and if needed Jody knew she would be able to get her out of here without too much of a struggle. Jody reached out and softly touched the woman's shoulder letting her know that someone was there with her, which earned another groan from the woman this one had more pain in it though. Jody took off her coat and draped it over the younger woman.
"Don't worry I am here to help you. Just stay calm and try not to move." said Jody as the woman's eyes fluttered slightly.
"I'm going to get you out of here and take you someplace safe to tend to your wounds, just hold on," said Jody, the woman gave a small nod before crying out again.
"Hold on I'm going to get help," said Jody pulling out her phone. The time read 2 AM but that didn't stop her from opening up contacts and punching Dean Winchester's name.
