hi, i am so sorry for the late update. i moved, and my cat got loose and i got a new dog (chawiene(chihuahua and wiener dog)) and yeah its been a weird mess lately, but anyway i am still looking for someone to write this story with me!
It's been one month since i found out that vampires weren't the only supernatural beings in the world, in fact vampires were the tip of the iceberg. From all the stories i heard from Dean and Sam, vampire's weren't that bad compared to the things they've faced. The apocalypse, heaven shutting down, purgatory, "taking down dick" as Dean put it. Here i was worried about the little things in life, worrying about being with Edward, when i had no idea about the horrors and things that went bump in the night. When you learn about the supernatural world, you see everything different. The people on the streets you second guess if they're actually human or not. Your best friend couldn't even be your best friend, they could be anything and everything. I don't know whats more horrifying; knowing the horrors in the night, or being in ignorant bliss and not even knowing.
In fact, it's not completely things that are in the night. They're there during the day, they could be your doctor, co worker, the man you bumped into this morning and didn't say sorry to, the coffee house barista. They're there...Watching you. Blending in, some not so much. But human or not, everything in this world has needs. And those needs could be fulfilled responsibly, or not. That's where the Winchesters come in; the Winchesters aren't the only ones apparently. People all over, hunters, risk their life's to make sure you have nothing to worry about. They don't need thank yous, or recognition. And they think they live horrible lifes; if you save at least one life in yours. That's a pretty good life if you ask me.
I sat in the back of the impala blasting Arctic Monkeys drowning out Deans bitching about not having leads on Metatron. This is all so surreal to me, apparently i'm a prophecy(the only one i might add. pretty special.) when one dies another one rises, the last one was Kevin Tran straight A student going places. And now he's dead, well sorta. His ghost came back and haunted this bunker i keep hearing about and they had to set out and find Kevin's mom and she took him home, that is so sweet in such a fucked up way.
For the past month i've been been training while on the road, when we had no leads we would pull off and Sam would combat fight me and teach me the history of hunting and how to kill them, Dean taught me how to use the guns while he wasn't looking down my shirt. *Sigh* Dean, our relationship hasn't progressed past hard flirting. Sam on the other hand quickly became like my brother with his love for knowledge and books.
I begged dean after two weeks of training to take me on a hunt, just to get me to shut up he took me on a minor ghost thing in Nebraska. It went really well besides Dean being shot in the arm with a salt bullet(Sooooo sorry Dean) but being on that hunt made me realize that this is what i need to do in live, i want to save people, i want to be the reason they feel like they can sleep comfortably at night.
"HEY SLEEPING BEAUTY" Dean yelled from the front seat
"Yes sweetheart?" I said in an overly sweet voice sitting up and turning off my iPod, i noticed we were at a gas station in a seemingly busy town.
"c'mon pick out what you want to eat" Dean said jumping out of the impala. I jumped out and followed him into the gas station and spotted Sam coming out of the bathroom, i walked around the store picking out food to last the next two days, Deans been real stuck up lately about making stops. I walked past the front window and noticed a woman walking her dog, but the dog was freaking out and barking up at the sky trying to run away. I looked towards the other side of the street and noticed another dog doing the same thing. I stared at them in confusion for a minute before realizing what was happening "DEAN, DEAN" i yelled running towards the front of the store, Sam and Dean popped out of no where "bella?! Whats wrong?" "We have to leave right no-" my sentence was cut off by every window or glass object in the store suddenly exploding the TV monitor by the cash register starting switching channels rapidly before going to straight static
I picked myself off the floor with help from Sam, everyone around us was screaming and in a confused panic, Dean wrapped his arm around me and shoved my head into his chest and we ran out of the store and into the Impala as quickly as we could, no one around us seemed to get hurt so we took off down the highway doing 80MPH
"BELLA are you okay?!" Sam yelled turning around and scanning me up and down from the front seat "Yes i'm fine what the fuck is going on"
"I don't know but we need Cas, now." Dean said speeding up faster out of the random town we drove through.
+2 weeks later+
Apparently what happened at the gas station was just a warning for us to back off, Cas said everything was quiet but he apparently has a few followers who have friends on the inside. People need a leader, someone to look up too. Its chaos, absolutely.
I signed from my spot on the bed in the hotel we were staying at, somewhere in Illinois not sure where. Sam was sitting on the lap top typing away trying to find anything, Dean was sitting next to him reading the paper. I sat up and walked towards the door
"Where are you going?" Dean said without looking up from the paper.
"To get something to drink, jeeze is that alright with you?" I said walking out before he could answer. I stood in the doorway looking back and forth down the hall looking for the pop machine, of course it was under the creep half burnt out flickering light. I stood there pondering my choices of what to get, i looked up and noticed the reflection of a tall man behind me i spun around and no one was there. Terror filled me and i took off as fast as i could down the hall towards the room, i looked back to see if he was there and i just missed him, nothing. i look forward and the same man was standing feet in front of me, i skitted to a stop and ending up falling flat on my back, he towered over me blocking out the light, he grabbed me by my throat and lifted me in the air "Hello, Bella. I am very sorry." and i blacked out.
I woke up in a dank dark room bound by my hands and feet "Good, you're awake" and oldish looking man came into my line of sight, he was balding and had grey hair and skruff. He was dressed in a simply dirty hooded coat and and jeans.
"W-who are you? Please..Don't hurt me" I cried out, tearing streaming down my face. I noticed the man who captured me standing in the corner silently watching me,
"Tst tst, i cannot promise that Ms. Bella, you, you are something special" he said crouching down in front of me
"Please let me go, Who are you?" I cried bowing my head.
"I am Metatron. And you are going to die tonight Bella Swan."