AN: This fic takes place during the Mark of Cain period but Dean isn't the one getting the mark. To find out who, you'll have to read. As always I don't own SPN or anyone there in. You may remember Ferelith from my fic Anarchy, or if you haven't read Anarchy and this is your first time coming across Ferelith your in for a real treat. Let's get started!
BLOOD PACK
Prologue
The sky was blood red as the sun set, Ferelith Winchester stood looking at the blood shed before her. Angels laid slaughtered, the only remaining figure before her turned and looked at her. Her long red hair burned in the setting sun. "Abaddon! Why!?" Ferelith asked glaring at her. Abaddon smiled, her cruel red lips showing no shame. "Why? I'm a Knight of Hell, that's why."
Ferelith looked at her brothers Dean and Sam. Dean stepped towards Abaddon but she threw him back with a burst of power. "Dean!" Ferelith yelled seeing her brother fall to the ground with a groan. Sam ran over kneeling next to him. Ferelith turned back to Abaddon. "Stop this!" Abaddon smiled. "Why?" Ferelith took aim at her. "It's not right!"
"You can't kill me you petty girl." Abaddon laughed. "No, but it will stop you for now." Ferelith snarled pulling the trigger. Abaddon didn't know there was a Devil's Trap etched into the bullet…
AN: Okay I know this is short but I posted the next chapter, to make up for it. This is just to set up the story. Please read and review!
~TBC1622