Chapter two- The Siren

His head snapped to the side, a loud crack sounding from the contact.

"Ow!" He whined, clutching the already bruising spot. "What'd you do that for?"

"I told you idiots to quit touching me!" I growled, bearing my fangs. Dean and the giant's eyes got wide as they finally noticed I wasn't human.

"What are you?" They asked at the same time. I scowled. Seriously? How come everyone wants to know that? Why can't they just be happy with the fact, I'm not human. They really need a specific breed?

"Don't worry about it," I snapped, turning and walking out of the alley way. The dim street lights were welcome, seeing as I was in a shady part of whatever town I was in.

Before I knew it I was shoved against the alleys wall, a strong hand around my throat. My eyes went wide, right before they narrowed to slits. The thing in front of me looked like a man, but I could see his wings. I spat in his face. How dare a Angel touch me! He bared his flat teeth, his grip getting tighter.

"Cas!" Two voices called, shocked as they ran over to us, trying to pry his hands from my body.

"Get off me, pretty boy," I growled, my voice hoarse from his grip.

"Teumessian," He snarled, before slinging me to the ground before the boy's feet. I started coughing, dragging in precious oxygen.

I whipped around, shifting to my Feral form, before lunging for the holy beings jugular. Like hell, the stupid brat would harm me.

Dean's arm swung out, my teeth sinking to his flesh rather than the Angels.

He hissed in pain, pulling my jaws open just to drop me to the ground again.

I quickly shifted back to my mortal form, glaring at the three men.

"Leave me alone," I growled, stepping away from them, my cloak hood fell forward even more, hiding my freckled nose.

"Castiel what the hell is going on here?" Dean snapped, before his perfect green eyes fell to me. "And what are you?"

"Έχετε ορκιστεί μέχρι θανάτου άγγελος," I growled to the Angel, backing away from the figure.

He lunged for me again, but before Dean could stop either of us, I snarled, propelling myself forward off my legs as I grabbed the black haired being. I slammed him into the concrete, hissing at him with fangs bared.

"Leave. Me. Alone," I whispered in his face, right before I spat on him again. Probably not the most lady like thing to do, but oh well.

Then Dean was there, holding me to his muscled chest as the giant helped the weak Angel up to his feet.

"Let go of me," I said, not bothering to look at him as I struggled to free myself of his grasp. At this point my shirt had ridden up and his fingers skimmed my bare waist. My hood had also fallen off. My red hair fell around my face, where my green eyes and plump red lips lay. Deans shudder alerted me to the tightness of his jeans. How he'd been holding me wasn't helping.

As he finally set me on my own two feet, he kept a tight grip on my slim waist. I tried to free myself of him, I swear I did. But this man was strong. And his rough hands were warm, reminding me of just how long it had been since I'd had anyone other than Poseidon touch me.

"Sam, Dean," Castiel said, his voice hoarse from where I'd grabbed his throat. "This.. Girl. Is the Teumessian Fox of Greek culture. She's the Goddess of foxes and a minor Goddess of death and predictions. She was originally created to never be caught, so they sent Laelaps to kill her, which was a hound who was destined to catch everything he chased. Zeus was supposed to have made them into constellations, but I see that didn't happen. She leaves trouble wherever she goes. She must be killed."

The men stared at the celestial creature before them, before turning to me.

"Is this true?" Dean whispered, his voice cracking near the end.

I simply nodded. As I'd said, I was not a liar, nor did I make excuses for myself. Although if they did plan on killing me, I'd at least put up one hell of a fight. I definitely didn't want to be on Earth, but I'd be damned if two human hunters were the ones to kill me.

"Why didn't you say something?" The giant, Sam, asked.

I snorted in a very unladylike way before saying, "You guys never really gave me a chance. And why would I even want to tell you, hunters, what I am, when you were brought up to kill things like me?"

Obviously they hadn't thought about anything in their short lives.

I turned to the Angel.

"I was not lying Castiel of θεός. You will be no longer," I said, right as I ripped myself away from Dean's protective embrace. I was already into the street light when Dean grabbed my arm, pulling me to a halt. I halfway turned, not wishing to see his face.

"Please stay."

It was one thing to have lust for a girl. It was another to invite a Goddess into your home. This boy didn't know when to stop.

I finally looked at him after a moment, my eyes wide and pleading.

"Don't ask that of me," I whispered.

"I've just found you. You can't leave now! I don't even know you yet," He sounded exasperated, but I didn't much care at the time.

"And you never will Dean. You'll be best to keep living on with your life like this never happened."

Tears welled in my bright green eyes as I thought of what everyone back at home would do. I'd be struck down quicker than shit. I wasn't willing to put anyone through pain, and these boy's obviously had enough of their own without me to add on to it.

But the longer we stood there, my resolve wavered. What did it really matter what anyone thought? Or what they did? Poseidon would always have my back, knowing I knew what I was doing. He would do his best to keep me safe.

I looked up into the muted starry sky.

Poseidon, Father, if you can hear me, please know I love you. Please keep me safe. I don't know what I'm doing this time.

I looked back to the human in front of me, whispering, "Okay."

"What?" He asked as surprise flitted across his handsome face.

"I'll come with you. But the second that Angel tries to kill me, I'm gone."

"Okay."

We walked back into the ally together. Castiel looked pissed and I couldn't help but smirk at him. Dean glared at the man, seeing his fingers twitch.

On the way back to the boy's motel, they filled me in on the hunt they were currently on. Apparently they were hunting a Siren, a woman concubine who in old greek legends, would sing sailors to their deaths. I'd see plenty of Sirens before, but this was a bit much even for one of those. They showed the evidence they had as we arrived. I jumped on the idea to help. Articles on humans coming up missing, other with nails, eyes, and teeth missing. There seemed to be no connection other than they were all at the One Hundred and Two River east of all of their houses. From the sounds of it, the boys had only guessed Sirens because all of the people who were still alive reported to being 'called to the river'. My thoughts were more along the Ahuizotl creature. They were creepy dog like sea things with hands like a raccoons, and an extra hand on their tails, for snatching people up. They live near or even in water, which made them the better possibility as all were found close to the water source. It being close to a natural river helped as well, seeing as I could have Poseidon help.

WTH

I slept next to Dean, with Sam on the other bed and Castiel off doing Angel business. It was a good thing I didn't mind cuddling because Dean was all about that.

We woke early the next morning. I was drinking coffee as Dean was in the shower and Sam watching the news and doing some research on his computer when I heard something on TV.

The lady on the news was talking about another murder in the same spot, the police now thinking it was a serial killer. I almost choked on my drink laughing so hard, just as Dean came out of the bathroom in nothing but a towel. Seeing as Bedford, Iowa was a small town with barely under 1,500 people, I stayed near the water that day as Dean and Sam went in as the FBI to investigate some more.

As we met up around two, Sam told us about the research he'd done. If you ran into the creature, it's said to offer half of a fish. But to kill it, it's said to be vulnerable to the cold and can be drowned with an silver chain.

We went back to the motel, gathering supplies, calling someone named Bobby to see about the silver chain, and grabbing something to eat.

It was around midnight before we got back to the river. I kneeled beside the bend as the boy's watched my back for the creature.

Poseidon, if you can hear me, I need you now.

I looked to the sky, waiting and watching.

"Rokia," The voice whispered by my ear. I spun, grabbing the old man in a hug.

"I've missed you," I said, my throat tightening with the threat of tears.

He pulled away, studying me with an intensity I'd only seen when it was life threatening.

"You hardly ever used this form around me, it's different," He murmured, as he looked to the boys.

I cleared my throat, saying, "Father, this is Dean and Sam Winchester. They're Hunters."

The salt and pepper haired man chuckled, muttering, "I can't believe your bad luck."

I nestled my head into his old spice smell, wishing for home.

"I miss Olympus, Dad."

"I know, sweet heart, I know."

As I explained the situation to Poseidon, he searched the waters. The Ahuizotl was there alright, waiting in the waters to strike.

Dean's hand landed on Poseidon's shoulder. "Is there any way you can kill this creature without us?"

I hadn't even thought of that, but I knew the answer before he spoke them.

"I am not a God of weapons, Dean. We would have to call Ares, the God of War, and sadly, we are not on speaking terms."

I looked to my father, confused. "You've always been great friends."

He sighed, staring at me sadly. "Ares does not agree with me on Zeus' punishment to you."

I looked down, quilt washing over me. Poseidon had given up one of his closest friends for me.

He grabbed my chin, pulling my head up until I was forced to look him in the eye.

"I'd give up everything and everyone for you."

"Okay, let's get this over with then," Dean said as he walked to the very edge of the water, the slight waves lapping lightly at his boots.

WTH

Once I had said my goodbyes to Poseidon after the hunt, we walked to the car.

As we got back to the motel, I grabbed the boys arms, thrusting them behind me as I sniffed the air.

"σατανάς," I snarled as I shifted to my fox form.

Translations-

Έχετε ορκιστεί μέχρι θανάτου άγγελος- You are sworn to death Angel.

θεός- God

σατανάς- Satan