Chapter 2

I've been knocked out once before. If I recall, it was only for a few seconds, at the most, a minute. But this time wasn't like the last. Mostly because I wasn't five, running in a McDonalds jungle gym and making direct contact with my forehead on a horizontal spiny thing. But also because when I woke up it felt like I'd been hit by a fucking truck, not like a padded roller.

A pained groan made its way into the the night sky before I realised it was coming from me. Somehow I made it to my knees and then took in my surroundings.

There was six people littering the ground, all in varying states of consciousness. But my battered head then registered that the three new people looked exactly like Misha, Jensen, and Jared.

Fuck, I hit my head harder than I thought. I'm seeing double.

So against my better judgement I made it to my feet and scrambled to help the downed people, guessing which one was real and which one was just a double.

Thankfully the first one I reached was physically there. My heart jumped in my throat as I realised I was grabbing Jared Padalecki. Then it jumped out when I caught a flash of a dagger flying towards my face. I screamed and dropped the heavy arm I was propping up to avoid being slashed open. I caught a glimpse of my attacker. Jensen Ackles.

WHY IS JENSEN ACKLES FUCKING ATTACKING ME.

I managed to yell stop and throw my arms over my face, when I heard a familiar voice do the same.

"Jensen! What are doing?!"

I peeked through my arms to see that Jared caught Jensen by the elbow.

Jensen yelled back in a gruff voice, "She's a demon, Sammy!"

"She's a chick from Com-Con! And why are you calling me Sammy?!"

There was a moment of silence as bewildered looks were exchanged between the two.

"Who are you?" Jensen growled.

"Its me! Jared! Jared Padalecki! Jensen, we've known each other or literal years."

"I'm not Jensen." He said in a low voice. And a wave of confusion overcame me. "I'm Dean. Winchester."

I looked up again to still bear witness to six men lying on the ground. I wasn't seeing double.

I was seeing six different individuals. Jensen, Jared, Misha, Dean, Sam, and Castiel.

Or some kind of crazy good cosplayers that were way too into character.

You know, I don't think one can fully comprehend the extent of danger till a second threat of one's life. My heart pumped even faster when Jensen--no wait, 'Dean'--tried to slit my throat again. To which I screamed, again, and Jared caught his elbow, again.

Screw this. "Hey look!" I called to the sociopath. I took one of my black contacts out, blinking a couple times to stop the watering "See, hum-" I was interrupted by a splash of water on my face.

It took me a few moments collect myself. "See. Human." I intoned, trying not to yell.

The rest of original trio all got a splash in the face as well. But when the Jared look-a-like pulled out a silver blade Misha--I'm assuming he was Misha, the other was wearing a trench coat--put his hands up in retaliation.

"Woah, woah, woah! What in the fuck is going on?! Why are you pulling out a knife?!" Even with the panic in his voice I could still make him out to be more of a smooth tenor. Not Castiel's classic gruff Batman voice.

"Shapeshifter test." I'm assuming 'Sam Winchester' said. "And a Leviathan test."

"If we burn, shapeshifter. If we bleed black ooze, Leviathan. Wow, you guys are legitimate basketcases. I don't know about any of you but I'm getting the fuck outta crazy town right about now." Jensen made a move to leave, but 'Dean' grabbed his wrist and sliced just below the inner crease of his elbow.

Jensen swore loudly and nearly went to deck 'Dean' in retaliation.

"See? Human." Jared grabbed Jensen's and motioned to Misha. "Now if you'll excuse us, my coworkers and I will be leaving." I actually started to leave with them as well. Deciding against hanging out with the other trio. There was still a chance those people were psychopaths with a good plastic surgeon.

"No," Came a rough rumble from someone I wasn't paying attention to. Castiel?

But I didn't get much further into that thought before my world went black.

I'm getting fucking tired of this.