It all started in a town called Denver in Colorado. I was at a bar having a few drinks and listening to music when this guy jumped up on the stage where the band had been playing just ten minutes ago. He started stomping and clapping, which meant it caught the attention of others. He kept doing this for a while until a crowd had formed around him and started singing.

"Buddy your a boy make a big noise playin' in the street gonna be a big man some day!" After a couple of lines, the others in front of him started singing with him. Before long, the whole bar was singing their lungs out and drinking all together.

"Hey there pretty lady" I turned to my left to see a man no older than 30 smiling at me.

"Hello handsome" I smiled with a wink. I turned back to the stage and started singing with the crowd. I had an urge to join them as I realised my favourite part of the song was coming up. "Come on, come up here and sing! Have some fun!" I said to the guy next to me, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the crowd.

"No-" He started protesting but his words were drowned by my yelling.

"We will we will rock you!" I laughed at him when he finally joined in with me and I turned back to the stage to see the electric guitar one of the band members had used still sitting there. "Wait here!" I yelled at him through the noise

"Wait, where are you going?!" He replied, glancing back at another guy that looked like his brother. The brother was smiling and laughing at the guy with me, trapped in the crowd.

"To have some fun, grumpy pants!" I said with a wink and I darted under the crowd. Being the small figure I was, I easily maneuvered through the mass of bodies up to the stage and jumped on, strapping the guitar onto me and started playing it once they had finished the chorus. I was cheered on by the crowd and jammed my heart out. I gave a solo and had a grin on my face the whole time.

After I played my last tune, the whole bar cheered for me and I jumped off the stage, earning highfives and whoops in every direction. I grinned the whole time, finally letting myself relax after what had seemed like forever. I went back to the table I was at before and skulled the rest of my drink.

"Where did you learn that?" The guy I had met earlier said, clearly impressed. The bar had quietened down after the makeshift concert.

"Well gorgeous, I'm not just looks. I have a few other things going for me as well." I said with a wink. "Excuse me, could I please get two shots of whiskey over here please, and two beers?" I waved over the bartender and two shots were placed in front of me as well as the beers.

"It's on the house" The bartender said with a sly wink. I smirked at him and nodded in appreciation. I had to admit, that guy was pretty good looking.

I slid a shot and a beer over to the guy next to me. "But the looks do come with perks. Auriella." I introduced myself.

"Dean." He said, before we took a shot each. "So whats a pretty lady like you doing in a place like this?" Dean asked me.

"Uh, family problems." Well a bit more than that, but he didn't need to know. "Yourself?"

"Time off the job." He looked at me curiously. He glanced down at my chest, probably to check out my rack but his eyebrows furrowed. "That's a nice necklace you got there. Where did you get it from?"

I look at my necklace and see the anti-possession charm hanging off of it. "It was a gift from my father." I said looking down. "Before everything got messy."

"Oh. Can I ask you something?" He said slowly

"Sure" I replied.

"Do you believe in the supernatural? Like ghosts and stuff?"

I froze. "Why do you ask?"

"Never mind, doesn't matter." He said with another swig of his beer. I looked at him in suspiciously and turned back to my drink.

"Christo." He muttered under his breath.

"Really Dean? Outside. Now. Bring you friend." I nodded over to the guy he had looked at earlier. "Meet me out back." And with that, I tuned my back on them, leaving my drink on the table and headed out to the back door.

It took about five minutes, but finally, I heard the back door open. I looked down at my hands, making sure my gun was loaded and my knife was up my sleeve. "Where is she?" I heard one of them whisper. I swing my body around the corner and point the gun at them.

"PUT IT DOWN!" Dean yelled at me, aiming his gun at me and his brothers focused on me as well

"YOU PUT IT DOWN!" I yelled back.

"LIKE HELL I'M PUTTING IT DOWN!"

"You're out numbered, so put the gun down!" The other one yelled at me.

"Oh am I?" I said quietly, a smile working its way onto my face. They looked at me in confusion for a second but realization hit them full on. Dean started running at me, and I started running away, alughing at the same time. I jumped over the fence and turned down an alley way, remembering my way.

I lead them deeper into darkness and finally into an abandoned house. I stopped in the middle and put away my gun, letting them think I was defenceless. They came running in, guns drawn and both out of breath.

"Seriously? You're out of breath? Amateurs." I muttered.

"Tell us who you are!" Dean yelled at me.

"I don't feel like it." I said, trying to get them angrier.

"Well sweetheart there's two of us, and only one of you, so start talking!"

"One of me?" I laughed and on cue, someone jumped out from one of the beams above them, grabbing the brother and pulling him back up, despite his futile actions to get away and Dean trying to grab him. They were both too slow. The ninja-like person dropped from above me once again, with the guy with a knife to his throat. "You were saying?" I said with a smile. "Unload the gun, throw the gun to me, and talk."

"Alright alright! Just don't hurt him please." He unloaded the gun, and threw it over to me, letting me to bend down and grab it. I raised an eyebrow at him and he started talking.

"My name is Dean Winchester, and that's my brother Sam. We're looking for our dad John. We're hunters." I looked at my accomplice and shrugged, motioning her to let go of Sam. She pushed him forwards, back towards Dean and Dean grabbed him, checking him over quickly while Sam rubbed his neck where the knife had been.

"You're hunters?" He nodded. "Well that explains it." I said with a laugh.

"Explains what?" Sam spoke up.

"Why you were slow on defence. There's no way you could have beaten us."

"Is that a challenge?" Dean raised his voice, stepping forward.

"I could take you down myself with my hands tied behind my back." I snarled at him.

"Prove it." He growled. I grabbed a rope from beside me, and had Sam tie my hands up when Dean pounced on me. I swung my body up and put my legs in front of his throat before pushing him down. He grabbed my leg and flipped me over, but made the mistake of getting up. I swung my legs at his, making him collapse and jumping up myself, turning his body over with a flick of my foot, and pressed my foot to his neck once again. Everytime he struggled I pushed harder until Sam spoke up.

"That's enough." I smiled as I took my foot off his throat, undoing the knots behind my back and grabbing Dean's hand to help him up, with his rubbing his throat as well.

"What are you?" They said in disbelief.

"I am Auriella Ashcroft, also known as Artemis, Goddess of Hunting, and this is my sister, Athena."