So here's the Disclaimer…I do not own Supernatural/Sam and Dean…but oh boy do I ever wish I did…along with a lot of other people in the world…and sadly I do not own the Dark-Hunter Series or any of the characters you recognize either…*sigh* they belongs to Sherrilyn Kenyon…but I do own this idea and I own my character Cleopatra Magnus…so let the story being and enjoy…

I held my head as I felt the headache form behind my eyes. I'm now in the living room with most of my family all cramded in, sitting in one of the chairs a crossed from Sam and Dean Winchester, who are on the couch at the moment.

But before we move on let me fill you in on what happened before this…

FLASHBACK

"Well the bullets out thanks to Uncle Ash," and he's a jerk for not actually healing the wound! I finished in my head…

"Now to clean the wound," I said softly to myself. I grabbed the bottle next to me and looked at Sam with light concern.

"This is going to sting…a lot," I said to him, he was currently sitting on the toilet in one of the 3 bathrooms in my aunts house. I was put the healing compound my mother made on his shoulder wound. When she saw the blood she 'volunteered' me to be his care taker. The way she put it was "You found him, now you get to take care of him." She made him sound like a dog…I don't think he was too happy about it…

"Nothing I can't handle, don't worry," he said to me and for the first time since was walked in he looked at me, with his hazel slightly more green eyes. (A/N: I'm not really sure what his eye color is….so I'm taking a guess here…carry on…) Well I can understand why he hasn't talked to me… considering he's bare from the waist up, might have something to do with it… but at least I'M happy…

The man is gorgeous, let me tell you! Lean and defined was the way to describe him. His shoulders were incredibly broad, with muscles that promised many things. His pecs and arms were just as well-formed and tight. And his stomach, oh Gods! Those abs were made to be nibbled on… and against my will…not really… my gaze followed the thin trail of hair that went from his navel and disappeared under his jeans… I felt myself start to get breathless… I snapped my gaze away from the spectacular specimen of male to get my hormones under control.

"Okay, but you might want to bite down on this," I quickly handed him a hand towel without looking at him.

"Wha-GGGHHA-HHHHMMMM!!!!!" That was Sam asking a question, then screaming, then muffling it as I put it the compound on his wound quickly.

"Shhhh, it'll be over in a few seconds," I quickly put a gauze and wrap around the wound.

He gave a huge sigh of relief as the cooling kicked in and removed the hand towel from his mouth. "What, the hell is in that!?!?"

"You don't want to know what's in it trust me but basically it gets hot at first to kill all and any infection, then cools to give pain relief for a few hours. Told you it was going to sting," I turned my back to him as I washed my hands in the sink. I looked at him in the mirror as he put on his shirt. Hmmm, who ever gave him that body I would like to thank personally!

"I... huh... wanted to thank you, I mean, I know you didn't have to help me and all but-" I turned around and put my pointer finger in front of his lips, just barely touching them, to silence him. I then moved my hand to the right side of his face to look at the bruise that was there.

"Sam it ok, don't worry about it," I gave him a smile and dropped me hand. "Now lets go down stairs and try to figure out what going on, okay?" I gave him a smile and went to the door. But what I wasn't expecting a person to fall to the ground as I pulled it open. It happened so quick I jumped back and ran into Sam. I felt myself blush from now being pressed into Sam, who's arm is now around my waist, and from being taken by surprise after years a training.

"Dean, what the hell are you doing!" Sam yelled at Dean

"I wasn't doing anything… damn door came out of nowhere!"

"Well maybe you still have some of that bad luck from the rabbits foot."

"Shut up Jinx, I'm not the one who fell for no good reason!"

"You know that was because of the foo-"

"Can I please interrupt," I got in between the two of them and they booth looked at me. "Thank you, now I believe we have more important things at hand so if you don't mind picking this argument up later… I would very much appreciate it. Now lets go down starts to find out what's going on."

END FLASHBACK

Most of the people left after my aunt and uncle told them we could handle what's happening and we would tell them later but a choice few stayed… Of course Uncle Kyrian, Aunt Amanda, and Marissa but as well as Uncle Talon and Aunt Sunshine Runningwolf … no real relation I just call them that. Uncle Ash and Tory Parthenopaeus with Simi again no real relations just call them that… Uncle Julian and Aunt Grace Alexander and also my parents… so now back to what's at hand…sorry for getting off track…I apologize…

"So," started Dean. " why don't we start by…Where are we?"

"That's easy, your in New Orleans," said Uncle Julian.

"But we were in Black Rock, New York," said Sam in a confused tone.

"Why don't you boys tell us what happened to you before ended up here?" My father decide to speak up for the first time, since the boys arrived.

"You probable won't believe us if we told you," Sam said in a uncertain tone as he looked at us.

"Boys, the things that we've seen, can't be any more shocking than what you've seen," Uncle Talon decided to put in his two cents.

"My brother and I..." started Sam but he paused and look at Dean for the right words.

Dean gave a sigh and what he said next, shocked me…

"We're hunters. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts, shape shifters, Banshees, and Demons or any other evil son of a bitch you can think of that exists. And its our job to hunt them down and kill them before they kill. We protect people from monsters, even if they don't realize it." By the looks on their faces, they were waiting for the usual, "you're crazy!" or "that's insane!"

But no, my mother decided to say "You guys too huh!"

"Wait! You guys are hunters!" Sam all but yelled as he looked at us.

"Whoa, calm down kid. We're not YOUR kind of hunter apparently," started Uncle Kyrian.

"What do you mean by that?" said Dean confused. "I know that there are hunter who specialize with certain creatures but what do you mean YOUR kind?"

We all looked at Ash for him to explain. He gave a sigh…

"When a person dies by being betrayed or misled, their soul screams out for vengeance. The strongest and most passionate screams echo throughout the halls of Olympus, to the temple of-"

"Whoa! Wait a second! Olympus? As in Mount Olympus with the Greek Gods and Goddesses? That Mount Olympus?" asked Sam as he interrupted Ash.

"Yes, that Mount Olympus!," he said giving a frustrated sigh. "As I was saying…," he gave a glare to Sam, who looked

embarrassed.

"The strongest and most passionate screams echo throughout the halls of Olympus, to the temple of Artemis," I could hear Aunt Tory growl when uncle Ash said that.

"She then offers them the choice to become Dark-Hunters in return for a single Act of Vengeance. Once the bargain is accepted, the new Dark-Hunter is branded with Artemis's double bow-and-arrow mark." he paused before continuing.

"In exchange for their souls, Artemis allows all new Dark-Hunters twenty-four hours to exact vengeance on those who wronged them during their human life. Mostly Dark-Hunters go after the person or people who killed them. After the twenty-four-hour period is up, they belong to her.

Now they are bound to protect mankind from the Daimons; vampires who survive by consuming human souls to prolong and elongate their own existence thereby defying Apollo's curse. Daimons are Apollites and the former children of Apollo, cursed by the god Apollo for the murder of his mistress Ryssa and their son. The Apollites cannot go out in the sun or it would be their immediate death, and to survive they must feed off of each other to live, and are destined to die an excruciating death upon their 27th birthday unless they choose to become Daimon." by the looks on Sam and Deans face they wre not expecting this at all.

Aunt Tory finished up the story. "And Acheron leader of the Dark-Hunters gets sent into train the new dark hunter in their new life and how to use their powers. After the training with Acheron is over, the Dark-Hunters are assigned a location somewhere in the world and spends the rest of eternity fighting with Daimons and other evil."(1)

"Man, that sounds way more exciting then what we do." commented Dean.

Ignoring his comment Aunt Grace said, "Now that we understand each others "professions" what going to happen now?"

"We also have to figure out why are you guys here?" said Aunt Amanda.

Everyone one quite trying to come up with different ideas about why this happened, when a Voice cut though the silence.

"I think I can answer that."

"Savitar!" I heard Uncle Ash say as we all turned to look at the newcomer.

He was around 6'8 with dark hair and had a thin mustache along with a small patch of hair underneath the bottom lip and another patch of hair on the chin, his skin was as tan as a Sumerian's but his eyes were a distinguishable blue. His outfit consisted of his usual Hawaiian shirt and tan khaki with sandals.

"Would you look at that," he gave a smirk in Sam and Deans direction. "You two sure grew up quick. Last I saw you guys, Sam you barely reached my waist, Now look at you. You're taller then Dean! So, boys, how's the old man doing?" he finished by giving them a charming smile.

(1) I got all that from Dark-Hunters wikipedia if you were wondering...

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