Here's chapter two!

Yeah, the chapters are pretty damn short. I'm accustomed to it, and it feels wrong to change the format from the way it was in The Fallen. I'll try to update pretty regularly, but, well, you know me. I forget, I get lazy, and sometimes I think you don't care. Send me angry messages if I don't update for a while, and I'll try to get something up.

That being said, I've only just finished writing chapter eight. Patience, please.


Chapter Two - Silver

Dana Cherish was never quite what people expected. She was a tiny girl with a shy smile and hair that seemed to have a mind of its own. She could easily cram herself into a small suitcase, had she wanted to. She also carried a gun weighing nearly as much as she did.

Mary Winchester couldn't imagine having a better partner.

Mary was reminded of this, once again, when the tiny girl with a shy smile, wearing a little flowery dress chatted her way into a room full of demons, then proceeded to take them down, one by one, with nothing more than her fists and a knife.

Though she was strapped to a table and unable to help physically, Mary took the distraction as a chance to start wriggling out of her bindings. The moment she managed to remove the tape from her mouth (how she had done so without her hand or feet being released, even she was sure), she began to chant the old Latin words she'd known since she could speak. A few moments later, a dozen bodies were lying on the ground, most of them having played host to the demons so long they'd been dead for a while.

"How'd you get yourself into this one?" Dana asked, cutting Mary out of her restraints.

"Oh, you know," Mary shrugged, taking the gun Dana was offering her. "I think I heard screaming when they dragged me in. We should check around for others."

"Do we know what they were after?"

"No doubt the same thing they're always after."

"Our heads on a silver platter."

Neither of the girls noticed the demon that appeared behind them as they walked away. He watched the two of them intently, until Mary spun around, her gun half raised.

"What?" Dana questioned, seeing nothing ordinary.

Mary shook her head and lowered her gun. "I thought I heard something. I guess it was nothing. Let's go."