Prompt: Write about a town in a third world country where mothers and fathers sell their children and it's perfectly acceptable.
Supernatural fanfiction with my OC Emily. The story takes place during Season season 8.
Twenty year old Emily Winchester just arrived in a new city. She's walking down the street and she sees several young kids sitting on their front porch steps with for sale signs by them.
Emily turns to a boy, who looked to be about twelve. "What's going on here?" She asked
"In this town boys are preferable. The girls are available for sale by the time they're six months old and up to the age of five if they haven't sold by then." The boy explained
Emily furrowed her eyebrows, "Sold? To who? And what happens to them if they aren't sold and they're older than five?"
The boy just turned around and headed back inside his house, leaving his three sisters: ages eighteen months, three years, and four years, on the front porch. The girls were dirty and the older two looked sad.
Emily sighed. She felt bad for the girls, but then she started walking again. She couldn't really do anything about it at the moment, but she vowed to herself to find out who the girl children in the town were being sold to and why. She headed to find a hotel. None of this whole 'children for sale' thing felt right, and she needed to investigate.
'Something is off about this town.' Emily thought. She was determined to solve this mystery on her own, especially since it would be her first solo hunting trip. She didn't want her brothers, especially Dean to think of her as a little girl still. She needed to solve this on her own to finally prove to her brothers that she was a capable adult and not a little girl that they needed to protect.
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