Echo on the wind chapter 2
Love at first punch
Dean pov
I'm tossing out the last of the items that are definitely no longer useable to the village as Bobby pulls up to the back gates. Dad, mom and Cass are with Sam back at mom and dad's cabin discussing extending the green house we built and maybe getting a hot plate installed to heat up the snow and the green house so that the plants will survive just fine through the winter.
The back gate is heaved open by some of the guards that live here in this decrepit village, I'm greeted by the massive Big Rig that dad, Bobby and myself rebuilt. There are two men, a pregnant woman and Bobby in the cab. Then on the back of the flat bed is a full shipment of much needed items like medicine, food and other things of that nature. But that isn't what has my jaw dropping to the ground; it's the woman standing on top of the pallets of supplies.
She's dishwater blonde, hair stained pink with washed out blood, slender facial features, full luscious naturally red lips. The perfect hour glass body, toned stomach, arms and legs, and might I add, she has some seriously long legs. The only thing that really has me even more curious about her is the scar across her left eye, starting just above the eyebrow and ending just below her cheek bone.
She's carrying an AR-15 machine gun with an ammo chain wrapped around her; she's padded to the hilt with all sorts of weapons. She's a vision of sin, bad behavior and danger the way she looks standing up there.
Her eyes slide my way once she's finished glaring at Paul who just cat called her from the guard shack at the top of the wall.
"Dean Winchester….just the man I've been waiting for." She says leaping down off the pallets and onto the truck bed, from there she leaps down to the ground and starts walking towards me.
Once she's directly in front of me she hands me the AR-15 then pulls her fist back and punches me right square in the jaw. "That's for shooting at me last year you jackass!" She shouts suddenly, I've no clue what she's talking about, I don't recall shooting at such a gorgeous woman.
"You said you weren't here to harm the Winchesters!" Bobby shouts over with amusement as the team moves in to start unloading the truck and helping some woman and about twelve or so kids off the truck.
"Who are you?" I ask the blonde goddess standing before me. "Nathalia Colt, I've been searching for you and you're brother for quite a while now." She says reaching to her neck where a leather cord is partially tucked into the shoulder strap of her top.
She pulls off the necklace and holds it out to me, hanging from the end of the leather cord is none other than Casstiel's grace and the necklace charm that Sam gave me when we we're kids.
"I figured the grace might be useful, and so would this." She says reaching to her left him, she pulls out the colt revolver and trades me guns. She takes the AR back and I take hold of the colt.
"I knew it needed to get back to you boys, I'm Samuel Colt's granddaughter, but I have no use for the colt." Nathalia explains, I take the items she's handing me then look her square in the eyes.
"Thanks…you've just made this entire villages survival guaranteed." I say to her, she looks at me with a poker face, the only emotion I can see is in her eyes, and that's only because she's allowing me to. She won't say you're welcome in fact I feel like she's not going to be joining the village.
Nathalia pov
"All I can say is that you best kick it in the ass, things are bad out there. Most survivors that are loners are becoming infected now. The virus is getting stronger and finding new ways to spread." I say to Dean, with the words or warning spoken I turn back towards the gates ready to leave.
"Nathalia wait." Dean calls after me, I turn around to face him only to see he's stuffing the angel grace and that creepy charm into his pocket and placing the colt in his waist band.
Once he's finished there he walks after me, Bobby, and few others are standing nearby listening and watching, Sam and John Winchester amongst the group.
"Snow is already falling down in the valley pass. Why don't you stay the winter here, we could use someone like you around here. Plus you'll be well fed?" Dean offers, we stand there facing each other for the better part of five minutes before I answer.
"Just for the winter, I leave as soon as the first daisy pops up." I reply giving him a gnarly glare, he gives me a sarcastic smirk.
"Sounds like a deal to me. What other skills do you have to offer aside from Royal bitch?" He presents the question.
"Oh… wouldn't you like to know the things I can do." I tease giving a seductive tone, he smirks back at me. "Suit yourself, I will just place you as caretaker for the rabbits." Dean challenges and I grimace.
"I hate rabbits." I hiss. "Then what is it you'd like to do?" He snaps. "I have no permanent placement; I'll help where I can." I growl right back getting in his face now; he gets closer showing no fear.
"Fine." He snaps. "Fine." I snap back. "That makes you my assistant." He grins with an arrogant look on his face, happy that he just won this hissing match.
Dean pov (Later on the same day)
"Okay, there are no available cabins right now so you'll be staying with me for a while." I inform Nathalia as I lead her into my Cabin. She stops just inside the door and takes a look around, she gives a very approving half smile. "Nice place." She says zeroing in on the collection of rock n roll records from various artists as well as the many weapons that adorning several different gun cabinets.
"Thanks. Your room is over there." I reply pointing to the room next door to mine that only has a dresser and bed in it.
"Got it. Any basic rules you have?" She asks whilst closing the front door. "Not really, just stay out of the tobacco." I reply nodding to the jars of tobacco lining the wall to her right.
"What if we make a trade?" She returns. "Depends on the offer." I reply pouring her a glass of scotch, she graciously accepts the offering. "How bout some hand grenades?" She smiles wickedly, this has my attention.
"A jar per grenade?" I reply, she nods in agreeance. "If you've got any tobacco seeds I can get em growing?" She also offers. "Actually there are some seeds in the barn." I reply as she unhooks a few grenades from her hip, she sets two down clipping one back to her belt to grab a different one. Wonder why? I think to myself as I grab three jars of tobacco and a box of pre rolled and filtered cigarette tubes.
"So, what's the deal with the village, the resident's survivors or hunters?" she asks flopping down in the chair that Sam normally sits in. She kicks her feet up and breaks into the jar of tobacco, I sit across from her at the table then answer.
"Both, most of them are hunters, the people on the outskirts are all hunters, the ones in the center of the town are common folk who have useful skills." I reply to her, she looks around the room again spotting a guitar in the corner that I held on to for some reason, neither Sam nor anyone in this village can play.
Nathalia gets to her feet to retrieve the guitar, when she sits back down in the chair she strums a few chords messes with the strings before she begins playing.
Listening to this tune brings a sense of youthfulness to everyone, it's something new to us, the music that is, we've long since grown tired of the same old records, CD's and cassettes that are already here.
"You don't want me no, you don't need me, like I want you oh like I need you. And I, want you in my life, and I need you in my arms. You can't see me no, like I see you, I can't have you now, like you have me. And I, want you in my arms, and I need you in my life, love, love, love. Love, love, love, oh mmmm whoa, you can't feel me no, like I feel you, I can't steel you no, like you stole me. And I-
"WE'VE GOT DEMONS!" Someone from one of the guard shacks announces loudly, this cuts Nathalia off mid song, she sets the guitar aside and turns for the door.
Once outside I see several unfamiliar faces and sets of black eyes running through the village trying to get close to anyone they can to rip them apart. Thankfully everyone here knows to either run or start shooting if they can.
"Nathalia!" I shout after the woman as she charges out head long into the largest swarm of the demons.
"Grenade!" I hear her shout just as she's running back out of the swarm, Ten seconds later there's a horrendous explosion that sends demon souls air born and has dirt raining down everywhere else.
She tucks and rolls into the middle of a three demon team and pulls out two swords, sterling silver are made entirely of the purest silver unknown to man. Angel blades, but they look like Samurai swords rather than your average Angel blade.
She jabs the two blades out in either direction at the demons standing on either side of her, then her boot clad foot swings out to kick the third in its chest. It fumbles back into a fourth demon just as she's pulling her blades back from first two sulfur munchers. In a flash she jams both swords straight forward lighting up the demons that are currently tangled up and confused with their impact into each other.
Shaking off the shock of watching her charge into battle without a second thought I to head out to help defend the village. I run down to the slope just below where Nathalia is and take a few demons out with my own demon knife, as Sam and Dad come running in, dad has the colt and is firing rounds out at any demon that dares to try and attack. Mom is a few yards to my left kicking the ass of a crossroads demon.
"Get the other's out of here!" Gadriel shouts to the gathering of hunters who don't exactly know how to react to this attack.
They make quick work of evacuating everyone out of here and over to the hill opposite where we are, but they can all see the insanity that's going on down here.
"Nathalia behind you!" Sam warns but he doesn't have to, the blonde goes from stabbing one demon in front of her to doing a back bend slamming the blades through the collar bone of the demon behind her.
Temple the other hunter female in the entire village is now out of her cabin hold a Winchester rifle blasting anything that has black eyes.
I used to gawk at her over being the badass woman she is but she looks like a kid in training in comparison to Nathalia.
"Dean Winchester!" I hear the familiar sound of a demon named Abaddon somewhere close by, dad stabs one last demon that is still standing as I look around for Abaddon.
She's off to my left looking this way as she struts closer, she sends Sam, dad, mom and Temple flying backwards into Bobby who's just made his entrance into the fight. Dad tries to get up but Abaddon mutters a spell that holds everyone down.
"Do you realize exactly how long I've been looking for you? It was rude of you to bail on our last date after stealing the mark of Kane from me." The red head speaks as she gets closer. "It's also rude to come onto someone's property un-invited." Nathalia interrupts as she leaps down from the slight rock tumble on the slope.
"Pretty new face…is she a pet?" Abaddon taunts Nathalia who comes to stand right next to me. "No, just a new friend is all." Nathalia replies brushing off Abaddon's taunting as if she we're just some high school bully.
"You've got nerve, I like that. You're playing for the wrong team though, darling." Abaddon says turning to more fully confront Nathalia.
"Sorry, even I'm not so stupid as to take on a Winchester as a battle opponent, apparently you are though." Nathalia replies, I hear Gadriel laughing from his perch on the front porch of the common store.
"You call these boys a formidable opponent? Pathetic. Their nothing but weak, useless, disastrous murderer's I mean the feds wanted them for murder before I remodeled earth but now? Now their responsible for the death of billions." Abaddon explains, Nathalia apparently takes offense to hearing this as she steps forward getting right into Abaddon's face.
"Apparently you have some kind of fear of, Dean. Otherwise you wouldn't be working so hard at keeping you're distance? Does he scare you knight of hell? Does it bother you that he's the one person you cannot harm, that you cannot destroy….but he can destroy you?" Nathalia taunts stepping forward pulling both angel blades free as she forces Abaddon back.
"Careful Nat." Bobby warns. "What's wrong Abby? Lil ol angel blade scare you?" Nathalia continues to taunt, out of nowhere Abaddon slams her fist into Nat's jaw. She doesn't even flinch, she licks her lips then smiles as a bit of blood drips from the corner of her mouth.
"Ouch that hurt." Nathalia laughs then slashes one of her blades towards Abaddon who leaps back fast as lightening with a terror stricken look on her face.
"Dear Abby, fuck you…this is my playground, now get lost. Otherwise I will cut you, then I will put each piece in a jar, and when Dean finds the first blade, and he will…I'll put you back together again so that he can cut you into pieces for a second time. Sincerely, Nathalia." Nat says to the demon knight, Abaddon looks at me then back at Nathalia.
"This isn't over, once he's done hiding behind you, I will come back and I will kill him. Is that understood, Dominatrix?" Abaddon speaks before snapping her fingers; she vanishes into thin air leaving the village in a moment of complete silence.
Gadriel begins to clap slowly, until everyone else in the village joins him, the whole area erupts into applause.
"Fuck you Abaddon!" I shout to green and red cloud of sulfur dust hovering just outside the village gates, it glows a bright purple in the center before taking off out of the area. Her version of screw you to Nathalia.
"That was…intense." Dean says walking up behind me. "Yeah, I have a thing against Abaddon." I growl still glaring at the mountain pass almost begging her to come back and fight me to the death.
"Did she call you a Dominatrix?" John Winchester asks from where he's just now getting up off the ground.
"Yeah, she did. You're a dominatrix?" Some woman I've never met before says very accusingly. "I'm one quarter Dominatrix, just enough to be able to wield these. But in your case I guess that's a good thing, isn't it." I hiss back at her, she gives me a dirty look; if looks could kill I'd be badly injured just now.
"Back off Temple, you're talking to the second in command around here." Dean informs loud enough for everyone around here to be able to hear him clearly.
The only person to silently object is Temple, a blonde and brown haired woman with dark brown eyes who already doesn't like me.
She snorts in disgust before turning back to her cabin slamming the door behind herself, I shake off some of the adrenaline and anger coursing through me, I'm calmed just enough to talk to Dean.
"You need to do something to demon proof those walls." I snarl at him, with that said I sheath both swords and head off towards the crater I created with the hand grenade.
It's about twenty feet in diameter and about eight feet deep, for some reason my mind sees this as a water feature that could harbor all sorts of things useful to keeping this village alive. Guess I won't be leaving in the spring….