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Prologue: Betrayal"You're making this more fun for me, Athena!" chuckled a voice, clearly pleased that the cool Hunter lost her patience, and attacked her as if she was a piñata. " Don't you want to know where Sammy is?".
The brunettes stood silently, watching as their comrades fought to their deaths…. Yet the curiosity reached to another level, the person she desperately wanted to find. The time they lost…. Wanting to find herself blushing whenever she was in his range….
" The location is rather simple if you think about it….", pausing as she put a finger to her chin in thought. Athena's only weakness was her childish crush with the Hunter she'll never see again…. It would lead to her demise….
3 years had passed since Samuel "Sam" Winchester's disappearance, and of Dean Winchesters role of becoming the official Leader of Dusk, in desperate need of finding his younger brother….
A series of mini wars begun, as the prophecy of new Leaders of Dawn and Lune came to be… Yet the face of Dawn was unknown, a troublesome job for the squads that were assigned to assassinate him….
" But you Hunters lack intelligence, don't you?" she said coyly, twisting her curled black raven hair with her finger, noticing her rival was unsheathing her sword… Interesting choice of a weapon…
Taking out a weapon of her own, the Immortal smirked as with a flick the fan opened, with the various designs of a dragon… The fan of Kaze… " And if you want to fight for the secret of the location of Samuel Winchester, I advise you to say your prayers right now….".
" Tell me, why do you still search for the younger brother of your Leader?". The Lycan growled, taking a step back as it watched the pale Asian Hunter drew out an arrow from her quiver, the tip made out of silver….
" Merely because he is a comrade, a friend…" pausing as she positioned her arrow at the Lycan, " these words are alien to you and your kind… You hold no compassion for each other and no remorse…" as she let the arrow soar through the air to hit its mark….
Holding her impassive look at the death of a former ally, turned away as the Lycan slowly became the shape of a mortal.
" Do you truly love her?". The Hunter known as Sophie stared at the rather pale Immortal with astonishment, curious of why a cold-blooded killer was actually trying to talk to them. An Immortal known for her skills of killing silently in the shadows…
Trinity, apprentice of the former Seer of Dawn, Envy and Elecktra… A dangerous combination, yet, she didn't seem to have the lust for blood in her eyes. Only of sincere and wonder were held in her eyes, and a sign of betrayal…
" Out of all the beings that walk alive in this plane… You had to pick this pathetic weak girl!" screaming as blood flowed to the Immortal's feet, falling from her hand…. The clenched fist of blood…
Sophie stared, unconsciously taking a step back as another Immortal appeared behind her, to be none other than Elecktra, the Demoness….
" What do we have here? A recreation of Romeo and Juliet?" raising an eyebrow, smirking at her former apprentice with satisfaction.
" Sammy!" yelled a voice, to be none other than Dean Winchester and Leader of Dusk… A true leader who gave hope and light to anyone who came in range with him….
Yet, the years he spent searching for his younger brother became an obsession to him. As the word of his father's death by the hands of Dawn's new leader… Which was the only purpose for him to live.
To find Sam and kill the clan blood of Dawn… Leaning back against a tree, Dean Winchester cursed under his breath as he saw the elite group of Immortals walk beside their leader along with Envy….
Thinking that the group would continue to leave the scene, a voice pierced his breath, knowing someone was next to him… And that someone wasn't a Lycan or a Hunter….
" So… All this time you were looking for me, Dean… I feel so special…" the voice seemed so familiar… It was like he heard it somewhere, a long time ago….
" Yeah you son of a bitch" grunting as a hand blocked his air supply, noticing the Immortal smirked with amusement in his features…. The look of bloodlust that he saw in mostly all the Immortals he fought….
" I'm hurt Dean… And I thought for all this time you missed me….", as the Immortal slowly pulled down his hood….
Dean stared, blinking, in denial of who's face was he staring into right now. Yet, the features were almost alike and…..
" Sam….".
Author's Note: Sorry for writing the prologue this way, but had to make it confusing. But ask any question away, but you might not get a reply.
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