The Return of the Sea Huntress

Chapter One: Meeting the Hunters

"This is probably the dumbest thing you have ever had me do," Alex grumbled as she tripped over a rock. "Thanks Uncle Hades."

She paused as she regained her balance, and took the time to study her surroundings. She could have sworn she had passed that tree before—no, the path had a fork in the road up ahead, definitely new territory. She continued walking, choosing to go down the left path.

The forest she was in was huge. She had been walking for hours and still no civilization. Well no, that was a lie. She had passed a different derivation from the path a while ago, one that led to a road. She had opted to stay in the forest, lest someone saw her and called the police about a runaway child.

She could hear birds cawing in the distance, and if you added in the fact that night had just settled in and she still had no idea if she was anywhere near the camp she was supposed to go to you'd get one terrified ten-year-old daughter of Poseidon. Not that she'd ever admit that.

As she continued walking she noticed the trees start to thin out, the path growing wider. She could hear the sounds of a fight coming up ahead of her, where the trees opened up into a clearing. She slipped into the darkness of the trees by the path and peered through them into the clearing, where two men are fighting hellhounds.

"Where did the stupid mutt go?" the shorter of the two shouted as he swung wildly at the air in front of him, completely missing the hellhound.

Alex rolled her eyes as she the two men pathetically tried to kill the monsters. Amateurs, she thought. It's like they can't even see the hellhounds. She quietly decided to call the taller of the two Moose and the shorter Abercrombie. It suited their looks, she thought.

She looked at the hellhound, studying it as its legs hitched backwards. The dog lowered it's head and he stared intensely at the shorter man. It was going to attack the stupid Abercrombie model. She cursed under her breath as she ran out of her hiding spot and towards the two men. Gods, were these guys idiots, she thought. Honestly, who fights off hellhounds with salt and-hold on, is that water?!

Alex quickly pulled out her skull necklace, a gift from her Uncle Hades, and clicked it. The necklace transformed into a 3 feet long silver sword. She gripped the sword with both hands and swung it, causing the hellhound to dissolve into golden dust. Alex panted as she ignored the men's glare. The hellhounds cowered and ran away as they spotted her sword. Smirking, she looked up at the shocked men that were just standing there. They said nothing, not even a simple "Thank you". This caused anger to run through her and she glared at them.

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It was as if a switch had been turned on in Sam and Dean's heads as they could suddenly see the horrifying hellhounds that had cowered at the sight of the sword. Where a hellhound once stood, very closely to to Dean, now stood a girl with auburn hair and a long sword, both covered in golden dust. Sam noticed that the girl was young, and could be no older than 10. Dean noted the scar on her face and her dirty clothes. A runaway, he thought. She paid no attention to them and turned to fight the hellhounds that turn around and ran away. Sam and Dean looked at her and she glared at them. Dean would never admit how much that glare scared him, her sea green eyes sent a chill down his spine and he was honestly impressed that someone so young could be so terrifying.

Alex stopped glaring at the men and scoffed, as if they were nothing impressive. She clicked her sword and it transformed back into her skull necklace. She was ready to walk away and look for the damn camp when something, or rather someone, stopped her

"Hey, where the hell do you think you're going?!" One of the men yelled. Alex didn't even bother to look at them before continuing to walk away. She heard footsteps and, acting on instinct, she pushed away the hand that was reaching to grab her before kicking the Abercrombie model it belonged to where the sun don't shine. He made a very lovely high-pitched noise and Alex resisted the urge to laugh before adjusting her features into a more menacing look.

"Do not touch me, or next time it'll be much worse," Alex growled. The guy she had kicked looked like he was about to respond when his giant moose of a friend interrupted.

"Woah, let's stay calm. Dean, she's just a little girl, you can't just go and try to kidnap her," he said calmly. They must be related, Alex thought as she looked at them more closely. They have similar features. Finally, she realized what he said and she turned to glare up at the freakishly tall man.

"Little girl?! Who the Hades do you think you're talking to? I am not a little girl!" She said loudly and then muttered "κοριτσάκι ελληνική κώλο μου"* under her breath, although no one heard it.

"Sorry. Anyways, what Dean was trying to ask, although he failed dramatically like always," Moose man started, ignoring Dean's indignant "Hey!" before continuing "was who you are and why a young lady like you has a sword."

Alex frowned at them. "That's none of your business."

"Look, we promise to leave you alone if you tell us," Sam said.

Alex glanced between them and the path, as if debating her options, before sighing and saying,"My name is Alex. And I have a sword because I need to protect myself from monsters like those hellhounds. Now, please, may I leave?"

Sam stepped out of her way and pulled a protesting Dean with him to let Alex get back to the path. She nodded at him gratefully as she passed him.

After watching her for a few moments, Sam had a thought.

"Do you have a place to stay?" he called after her retreating form.

Alex stopped and turned back to look at him. "No", she said. "I'm trying to get to this camp my uncle sent me to. When I get there I can rest. If I sleep out here a monster will find me."

"Why don't you stay with us?" Dean volunteered. "You can start out again in the morning."

She studied the two men, they didn't look menacing but she knew looks could be deceiving. Like that damn poodle that turned into a hellhound, she thought as she remembered the incident.

"Well, um, all right," Alex said and cursed mentally at how fragile her voice sounded. Dean's eyes softened just a bit at her tone and she could feel the heat on her face as she blushed in embarrassment. She walked over to them and smiled softly in their direction, which shocked the both of them.

"Lead the way Dean and Moose Man," she said with a smirk, and hid a laugh when she heard Dean snicker.

Dean led the way to the Impala, which was parked on the road a little ways away from the clearing in the forest. Alex gasped when she saw it.

"Oh my gods," she said as she rushed over to Dean's baby. "This is the sweetest car I have ever seen."

Dean smiled lovingly at his car. "Isn't she?"

Alex nodded enthusiastically. "She's better than everything I've ever hot wired."

Sam rolled his eyes, but looked a little concerned when Alex said she hot wired cars. "Just get in the car, you can fangirl later."

Alex nearly jumped into the car. Sighing in contentment, she slumped down in the back seat and smiled at the Winchesters in the front.

"Boys," she said as Dean started the car. "I think I'm starting to like you."

Author's Note: Well here it is, a week and a day late! I'm so sorry guys but I have finals tomorrow and I've been studying like crazy. Anyway this is your holiday present, as a thank you for all of your support. This brilliant story was co-written and edited by my best friend Muggleborn Demigod, so go check her stories out. Thanks again for helping me with this, Rachel! Love you lots. This story will be updated on random occasions since it depend on two writers, but the next chapter will be up soon. Hopefully.

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*Translation: κοριτσάκι ελληνική κώλο μου - Little girl, my Greek ass.

-Alex