Castiel aka "Steve" was working at the gas station down in new Orleans after Dean someone in which Castiel trusted through him out like trash. Castiel spent many nights human powerless, scared hungry and homeless in some ways it had opened him up while in others it had closed him completely. His heart would no longer open for the Winchesters he was no longer their personal weapon to use.
He was closing up the station to head home when a cold chill went down his back the hair on his spine standing up as if sensing the threat.
Spinning around keys in hand door forgotten he turned around only just barley seeing a mans face before it transformed into a vampires features however he knew this type of vampire it wasn't the one the brothers were used to hunting but rather a different species made by a witch and interestingly enough another type of witch the brothers knew nothing about.
Castiel had no time to react as the creature plunged it's fangs into his neck pain that would barley even faze him had he still been an angel. The burning pain of the creature tearing the sensitive skin of his neck gave him another deep respect for human beings.
Suddenly the creature jerked his head away from Castiel's neck causing him to slump to his knees.
Castiel blinked through the haze of pain his vision clearing. The first thing he noticed was the vampire screaming in agony.
That's when he finally noticed a very attractive woman holding her hands out fingers clenched like that of a cats claws. Panicked thinking she could be an angel and not being able to sense her aura and essence as he usually could caused him to instantly assume she was one, so he bolted upright one hand on his bleeding wound the other reaching to open the door keys having already been dropped and forgotten.
Before he could even open the door however the sound of the woman saying a saying the word of a spell made him turn his attention back to her.
"Motis." She said before roughly pulling her hand back causing the heart of the vampire to fly out and almost hit her had she not dodged out of the way.
So she was a witch? Castiel squinted his eyes at her looking into her eyes they didn't have the usual glint of darkness the type of witches the Winchesters hunted did so he assumed she must be from the type that comes by it naturally the type to have created all types of monsters.
He was so caught up in his thoughts he was only pulled out of them by the woman approaching him quickly and grabbing his arm his surprise and fear must of shown because she quickly reassured him.
"I'm not going to hurt you look we've got to get out of here." She said pulling him toward her car she opened the passengers seat and pushed him in closing the door.
She quickly got into the drivers side and began driving.
Castiel finally managed to speak. "Where are we going?"
The woman sighed before looking at him. "A friend of mine's" She said. Glancing at him while keeping a sharp eye on the road ahead.
He attempted another conversation with the woman. "What you did back there-
"Look I know you have a lot of questions but that's just going to have to wait until we get there." She interrupted him.
Frustrated Castiel blurted out something he shouldn't have. "Are we going to see another witch."
She quickly pulled on the brakes pulling over to the side of the road before turning to him.
"How- She began extremely suspicious only for Castiel to interrupt her. "I'm a hunter." he blurted out without thinking or really lied with so much ease he'd make a demon proud. "Or was." He finished up his cover story for now.
"Oh." She said before smiling at him gently. 'In that case I don't think many explanations are needed. Yes technically we're going to see another witch I think can help us keep hidden."
"Why do we need to be hidden?" Castiel asked with such an adorably confused expression it made her heart melt.
"Because when I saved you I killed one of Marcels men he's a vampire who's in control of New Orleans mainly concerned with the quarter but his vamps come and go where they please wherever. " She explained heavy guilt now in her eyes. "He and his vamps have been terrorizing the witches not to mention slaughtering us."
She stopped for a moment an emotion Castiel recognized as grief in her eyes she gulped down whatever emotion she was feeling before swiftly continuing. "His vampires are running wild around the city eating tourists and now it seems even the locals are on the menu."
"When he finds out he'll want revenge and get one of his witches or the powerful one he has now track me down." She said stopping to catch her breath before continuing on. "But likely they'll do this by using the blood the vampire has on his face which happens to be yours and if your not dead at the scene they'll assume you have something to do with it as well and track you down and kill you." She said with finality.
She didn't know anything about the harvest or Davina all she knew was that Marcel now had a powerful witch on his side and ever since New Orleans had become utter Choas and bloodshed. She had a couple friends who were witches and apart of a coven out of the nine in New Orleans but she herself had never joined one as they practiced ancestral magic and she preferred to just use the magic she was born with.
Marcel had killed them though so she had nothing left there to back to except pain and suffering.
She suddenly turned bashful when she realized something. I'm Sorry I never gave you my name it's nice to meet you Mr. Hunter I'm Amari." She said beaming at him holding out her hand for him to shake he glanced at it a moment before grasping onto it with his hand sending tingles down his hand and butterfly's to fly in his stomach. "Steve." He said in his rough voice eyes now intently focused on her a gentle smile now greeting her beaming one.
"Well it's nice to meet you Steve." She told him sincerely before restarting the car and they were on their way again.
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