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[align=center]november jax and dean winchester have been dating for a few months now. the two were madly in love. so in love sammy would have to leave the room just because he was getting sick of the flirtatious and dirty flirts they gave each other.

but even though dean believed he had been in love with novi, has she really been in love with him? he comforted her, loved her, spoiled her even; but she didn't love him. novi worked for crowley, and she was his favorite little demon in hell.

what will happen when dean and sam figure out november used them? and even played with dean's feelings?

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; ; rules ; ;
-be advanced ; ; 5+ sentences please and thank you~
-you don't have to have a fancypost, but it is recommended.
-no kiss and diss
-to make it more "feelsy", have dean call november "baby girl". trust me, it'll be cute.
-have superb grammar and punctuation.
-if you're gone for more than 4 days without warning, i will lock the thread. unless you inform me that you will be inactive.
-i understand not everything in your life evolves around ff, but please do try and make an effort for this thread. i know i'll try as well.
-feel free to add anything to the plot!
-if you want, i can roleplay sam (or cass) for a girl you make. so it evens everything out. :)
-swearing is allowed
-this is rated 'R', so it can lead to fading out OR pm.
-thanks for joining, sweets!

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november belle jax - twenty three

i will be more then glad to start. :)

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[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]"I hate the fxcking snow." A female said to another, walking side by side. The woman talking was 23-year-old Hayden Winter, and the other young adult next to her was 19-year-old Dakota Rundstrom. The two were experienced hunters and step-sisters, who had a very close bond. Right now they were disguised as FBI agents inspecting a scene they figured was caused by none other than a creature called 'Krestu'.

Hayden hugged at her dark sand-colored trench coat, tugging her black gloves more on her hands as they approached the scene. She took out her fake badge and showed it to the officer who asked who they were. "I am Special-Agent Eliza, and this is my assistant, Special-Agent Rogers. I think you know why we're here." She told the clearly over-weight policeman, who nodded and lifted up the yellow tape to let the two sisters duck under, "Yeah. A couple of your other buddies are here."

She put her fake badge in the inner pocket of the coat she wore, sniffling a bit as she approached the scene. Other buddies? She thought to herself, a bit tense when she saw two other agents. Hayden furrowed her brows and cleared her throat, grabbing the two men's attention. Both were brunette with gorgeous apple green eyes with small flecks of brown.

The shorter one, had a cocky smirk, hands stuffed in his pockets when we approached. As for the taller one with shoulder-lengthed hair, he gave a nod in greeting and a straight line formed at his lips. "'Agents'." Hayden said in a sarcastic greeting, though doing a good job at hiding the sarcasm. She tried to make sure she knew they weren't real agents, though.

Meanwhile there were too many other officers discussing over the crime so the four young adults had been there in their little group of disguised hunters, standing in the snow and waiting for the group of officers to disperse before moving onto gathering information.
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Hayden stayed quiet for a bit, her piercing silver-grey eyes studying the two "agents". Then it clicked. Her gaze went over to her sister and gave a light and very tiny nod before looking back at the two men. She smirked, "Interesting choice of names." Hayden stated with a look of mischief before walking past the two brunettes and over to the now open crime scene. She nodded in greeting to the policemen and to the witness. She looked over to her sister, "I'll get the information from what happened. You talk to the redhead." The woman said, not much in a demanding or bossy way. It's just that Dakota had had more and better experience with talking to others in a more calm, gentle, sweet, and direct way then Hayden had. Who was pretty much almost all business when it came to getting information on a hunt. The victim was sitting down in the back of an ambulance, having a thick blanket around his shoulders. He's seen some shxt. The female thought to herself at the sight of the traumatized seemingly-16-year-old redhead with hazel eyes and freckles all over his face. She sighed and patted her sister's shoulder. "See you in a bit then." She told her before walking up to the officers, hands tucked in pockets of her trench coat. Right as she opened her mouth, the shorter brunette from before had appeared at her side and she rolled her unusual colored eyes before listening closely to the officer's words about the victim. "Thank you for the information." Hayden thanked the officer who provided the two hunters in disguise with the information before turning away and now walking next to the male. "Shape-shifter that prays on virgins in their early 20s. Though...The officer said that the witness said something about the attacker having half of his face a silver." The female said in a low voice so the other hunter had only heard. "The eyes were pure silver as well. I'm afraid it's something for than just a simple shape-shifter...What do you think, agent?"

Sam Winchester looked over at the two girls before they had both left for their little mission-quest-thing. The taller but younger brother of the two had been relaxed, pursed lips as his eyes scan around the scenery. He then stopped and froze in place when the seemingly older of the two women had said something about their choice of agent names. What the hell? He thought to himself before looking over at his brother after the two women left. "Uh, Dean, do you think..." He didn't even need to finish his sentence. Sam was a smart boy, and he figured both Winchesters knew that those two women were hunters as well; like them. "...Dude, they're on our case." Sam complained before letting out an annoyed sigh. "Anyway. I'll talk to the witness." He told his older sibling before walking off, and finding himself now strolling alongside with the smaller of the two females from just a few moments ago. "Henry Crow. 20 year old." Sam informed the female with what he knew on the witness. When they approached him, Sam adjusted his stance a bit. "Henry? Hi," he began gently with a soothing voice "I'm Agent Young." Sam showed the male his fake ID while the girl introduced herself and did the same. He put his ID away, "Can you tell us what you saw?" The redhead nodded shakily, stuttering and tumbling over his words as he explained that last night he had been running errands for a friend to go and get some more firewood for their fireplace when he came across the man attacking the female. He described that the attacker had first grabbed the woman's wrist, implanting a tattoo of a key on her wrist before leaving. Henry was about to ask what happened because the woman had seemed afraid and in tears before she walked up to a frozen over tree, and literally shoved her face into a branch. Sam's brows furrowed and nodded, saying his thanks before turning away and awkwardly clearing his throat. "Krestu." He simply said, to no one in particular but in a hushed voice that came after a light cough. Honestly Sam had no problem if the other hunter had heard or not anymore. More help on this the better.
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"Well, sorry to disappoint then." Hayden mused with a smirk, not even sorry. "So shorty. What's your actual name then?" Even though he was a bit taller then Hayden herself, he was still shorter than the other guy, and he seemed older. "Ooh, or does Mr. Hotshot not have a name? I wouldn't take you as the mysterious type." Hayden joked with a gentle laugh, pulling out a small journal and scribbling down notes about the crime, victim, death, and just everything. Even about the hunters she met.

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Sam chuckled a bit and gave a small smile. "Your friend that was with you earlier. She pretty much spoiled it." He told the shorter other before clearing his throat. "My name is Sam. Sam Winchester. You?" The male asked sweetly in curiosity. He hadn't wanted to come off as a bad guy, even though he was a bit irked that these two had invaded on their case. Even though the case didn't belong to anyone. The two brothers just seemed to of been passing through the Minnesota when they heard about the strange deaths.
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"Comparing me to someone who plays as the Black Widow? My, my mister Winchester. I think I might just live up as her." Hayden joked with a light chuckle before continuing. "I like you, Winchester. My name's Hayden. Winter. Hayden Winter. My step-sister over there is Dakota Rundstrom." She told the slightly taller other, putting both her small journal and hands back in the pockets of her trench coat. By the time she did so, they met back up with the other two.

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"Ah, yeah. We're brothers. His name's Dean...What's the relationship between you and Hayden? Just partners?" Sam questioned, intrigued with Dakota even though they've just introduced themselves to each other. Something in him triggered something that felt like all four of them had known each other for years. Like the fam squad Just then, as though they were reading his mind, Dean and this Hayden person approached, and they each faced each other. Sam faced Hayden whilst Dakota faced Dean. "So." Hayden coughed out awkwardly, as though waiting for someone to talk to avoid the awkward atmosphere.
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"I could show you how 'warm' I could be any day." Hayden flirted with a dirty response. When they had approached the two others and Dakota and Sam had told them what they were after, the blonde herself could feel her body stiffen. "Krestu...You mean the ones who hunt down on females in their 20s? And a virgin?" Hayden questioned, even though she didn't need any confirmation. She and Dakota encountered one when Hayden had just turned 21. She almost died, and if it weren't for Dakota being there, there's no doubt she wouldn't of lived. And the fact that she's still a virgin? Well, better believe it. She is one.

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Sam sniffled a bit, his nose a tint of pink because his nose was so runny. He hadn't enjoyed the cold at all. Over-all snow. His eyes shift over to Hayden, where he noticed her discomfort. His brows furrowed. "Experience?" She looked up at him and scoffed with a slight arrogant and small half-grin. "Depends on what you mean by 'experience'." She said to him and he gave her a look, "Sex. Ran into one before. You know, both. Experience."

Hayden's smile faltered to where it was no more and she did her best to change the subject by clapping her hands together and grinning again. "Officer said the last sighting of one of these bxtches was over by an abandoned warehouse." Hayden didn't want to be reminded of the experience with the Krestu. He pretty much tortured her like he had been in his life before he'd become what he was then. Though he hadn't been trying to turn her into silver, nor had he left a little mark of a key or made her commit suicide of a sort. Instead he had tried and remove all of her organs and body parts and put them on something else to try and attempt to make a reincarnation of a previous loss one. It was torture. He had done it all so slowly...And then Dakota came and saved her ass. Not only that, but here they were again hunting another.

But things changed. Now? Now they were smarter. The Krestu. They now traveled in numbers, and made sure to drag attention to themselves so someone stupid enough could follow their whereabouts, and then? Then the whole pack ambushes those someone, or someoneS, and have a mighty feast. After torturing of course...But these four hunters hadn't known such useful piece of information. Making this mission of a hunt even more challenging, dangerous...and exciting.
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Hayden nodded to her sister's suggestion about the whole invasion on the warehouses, and Dean's. "Cool beans, yo. Alright. Meet you two there, then?" Hayden asked, looking in between the two brothers, grinning and heading off with her sister when Sam nodded and simply said 'yeah' in response. She linked her arms with her step-sister's, heading towards their shared car. Well, Hayden's car. Her 'precious one and only'. She loved her 78 Pontiac Trans Am (or as she named it, 'Axel') as much as Dean loved his Impala.

When the two approached said vehicle, Hayden unhooked her arm from Dakota's and headed to the driver's seat, opening and closing the door after getting in and then buckling in her seat belt, starting the engine. When Dakota had entered, she pulled away from her current parking spot. "They're hot as hell." Hayden said with a grin, driving towards the warehouses. She refused to show any signs of fear for this mission, and prayed that her sister's curiosity wouldn't over-come her and ask Hayden if she'd really want to do this.

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"Yeah." Sam replied to Hayden after she had asked about just meeting them up at the warehouses a few miles away from here. When they walked away, the taller Winchester tossed the keys to the Impala over to his brother before walking towards said black car. When Sam got in the passenger seat and Dean in the driver's, he furrowed his brows a bit and turned to Dean.

"Hey, did you notice how weird that Hayden girl was acting? She and Dakota seemed like they were hiding something...And Hayden kept biting her lip when we first mentioned about the Krestu." Sam informed his older brother on what he'd gathered from both girls' actions. Hayden herself wasn't a very good liar when it came to lying about her personal life or feelings apparently.
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Hayden stiffened at her question and her posture immediately straightening and grip on the wheel tightening. "No. I'll be alright." She muttered her answer, but she couldn't even convince herself with such an answer. In all honesty, she had been terrified. This was the one creature/monster she didn't want to face again. "I want to do this case. Those bxstards deserve to die." Hayden said, but with more anger heard in her voice, her knuckles turning white from how tightly she grasped at the steering wheel. When they arrived at the warehouses, Hayden let go of the wheel, took the keys out from its' engine, and tucking them in her pocket before heading to the trunk where she popped it open and grabbed her favorite weapon: a Chinese war fan. Remember how I said she liked to play tricks on others making them think she was innocent? This was one way of doing so. A simple flick and five daggers shoot out from the fan and at whomever was Hayden's attacker. She grabbed two of said weapons, folding them up and placing them up her sleeve. She'd left her trench coat in the front seat, and ditched her FBI uniform over-wear to reveal she'd been wearing a black long-sleeve shirt that hugged her body along with light blue denim jeans tucked into black and white Adidas hightops. After that, she left it open for Dakota. She stepped a few feet away from her darling Axel and pulled her hair back in a high poinytail to keep her bangs away from her vision. She waited for the two brothers to arrive.

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Sam scoffed at his brother's comment. He'd gotten used to it, really, so it didn't really surprise him. "Whatever you say." Soon when they arrived, and the first thing he saw was their car. He whistled in awe, "Hot rod..." He whispered before getting out of Dean's Impala of the passenger's side. He knocked lightly on the window to Dakota's side of the window before opening her door for her. "Nice ride." He complimented, stepping aisde so Dakota had had room to get out of the car.
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"Whatever makes you sleep better at night, babe." Hayden replied to the hunter with an eye roll before having both Sam and Dakota approach them both. When the younger female had asked if they were ready to go in, Hayden fell mute and nodded in response, just wanting to get this over with. Check and get out. If there were hostages? Well, they'd of been dead by now. The Kestu do not fxck around. When Kestu wants business, they get it.

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Sam cleared his throat, "Now that we're all ready," He began, having of gotten a pistol in the back of his pants and before walking towards the warehouses; well, one of them. "lets go then." With that, Sam started towards one, but then looking at the three others. "Dakota with me. Hayden with Dean." He said before flicking his head a bit as though summoning Dakota over to him before doing his best.

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Hayden wasn't relaxed. She was anything but so. She and Dean had now been alone in a warehouse, nothing but the sounds of dripping water in the distance. "What was that!?" She squealed, jumping a bit and ramming into the back of Dean, but feeling embarrassed when the only thing that had appeared was a small rat. "Ahem... I knew it was a rat. I was just messing with you. I wasn't scared..."
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][hr][color=black][font=timesnewroman]» FULL NAME; Brianna E. Cadle
» NICKNAME(S); Bri, Bri-chan, Brizzle, Doodlebug, Little Red (long story), Squirrel, Satan, Meowley, Dean, My Human Diary, Bitch
» GENDER; PINEAPPLE YOU BLIND DUMBASS
» DATE OF BIRTH; November 20th yo
» PLACE OF ORIGIN; I MEAN I'M FROM EVERYWHERE HELLO #MILITARYBRAT
» RANK; Satan
» ALLIANCE; Losers from Skype
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[justify][font=timesnewroman][color=black]» BASIC APPEARANCE;
» PERSONA; ➳ insane ➳ humorous ➳ complicated ➳ loyal ➳ mischievous ➳ excitable ➳ proTECTIVE AS FUCK ➳ sweet? pfft ➳ selfishly selfless ➳ secret-keeper ➳ bipolar ➳ neat freak ➳ equestrian ➳
» HISTORY; ask me again, sweetheart, I'll rip that tongue out of your mouth. c:
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[justify][font=timesnewroman][color=black]» FLAWS;
» STRENGTHS; Being quiet - Threatening - Intimidation - Fighting
» DREAMS; *shrug* To be a pineapple under the sea.
» ADDICTIONS; cocaine for days lol 420 360 666 The internet
» THEME SONGS; "Blue Bird" Destil Fansong - "Heaven Knows" The Pretty Reckless - "Angel With A Shotgun" The Cab - "Carry On My Wayward Son" Kansas
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[justify][font=timesnewroman][color=black]» SEXUALITY; AM A PANSEXUWHAAALLLEE
» TURN ONS; lights on
» TURN OFFS; lights off
» LOVE INTEREST; moose
» BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND; moose hi there
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[justify][font=timesnewroman][color=black]» USERNAME; DEAN !
» ACTIVITY/MUSE; idk man
» OTHER; YES I CHANGED MY FORM BITE ME
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Hayden continued walking, trying to fight the tint of pink on her cheeks from what had happened just now. And the fact he called her "sweetheart" just made her insides feel like jelly. She was in love with pet names and nicknames like "sweetheart" and such. Then she almost tripped over her own feet at his question. Er...No idea what you're talking about." She blurted out, letting there be silence for a while before continuing. "...On my 21st birthday my sister and I encountered one. I was taken and almost tortured to death. If it hadn't been for Dakota, I would've been dead." Hayden admitted, hand going to her side where the Krestu she had been up against had left a nasty scar. "And now here I am again. And I'm..." Scared. Terrified. Worried. She just stopped talking, a lump in her throat. Things normally hadn't ever gotten to her like this, but that past experience traumatized her like hell. "...Lets just...P-Please keep moving..."

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Sam walked, making sure to keep his eyes peeled as he stayed in front of Dakota as if protectively. He shook his head at her question. "No---Wait. Get back." Sam ushered in a hushed voice, pressing both of them back against a wall. He peeked around the corner, spotting something on the corner of the room. "Surveillance camera." He said, swearing under his breath, looking around. "Any ideas?"
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Hayden relaxed now that Dean had switched the topic, and she managed to stifle out a chuckle. "Nothing as far as I know. Why? Planning to take us out, Mr. Hotshot?" She asked, reaching over and ruffling his hair. It was something she did to all of her guy friends, even though Dean and her had just met about an hour ago. They seemed like they had known each other since forever. "Should we head back? It's getting dark in here and it's sort of creepy..." Just then she heard footsteps run across behind them, making her spin around in fear, her heart pace racing as she got out her war fans, opening them up to reveal their black color and grey Japanese floral decorating, but also sharp af blades hidden. "...Dean...?" AND CUE ATTACK

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Sam blinked, "Huh." He said in amusement with a smirk before continuing on their way. After a bit Sam lowered his own gun, "Looks like the place is clear." He pointed out, having his gun low but not putting it away just yet. Even though there had been nothing in sight, he still had a bad feeling. Then on the corner of his eye, something giving a shine. He turned to the direction of it and tilted his head a bit before walking over with furrowed brows. "Dakota. Isn't this your sister's bracelet?" He asked, having of noticed her wearing an almost identical one on her left wrist.
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"Dean, did you hear-Dean?" When Hayden had spun around the man she was once with had disappeared. "Dean!?" She could feel the lump build up in her throat again. "D-Dakota! Sam!" She screamed in hopes of having at least one of them hear. But part of her knew that it wouldn't happen. She began to run, outside of the warehouse. She figured the Krestu had gotten them and put them in one of the two other warehouses there. "Dakota!? Sam, Dean!?" Hayden continued to call out, stopping in front of the one other warehouse she hadn't explored. Her breathing was heavy and rapid. She gulped, having her war fans ready along with her pistol if they hadn't worked before going into the warehouse, cautiously walking around on the first floor, when she hadn't known the other three had been just a floor below her.

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Sam had immediately ran over to the necklace, furrowing his brows. This wasn't Dean's necklace...He had left it in the car after the whole FBI thing. That's when it hit him. He spun around, "Dako--!" Before he could finish his warning, he was gagged and had a sack over his head. When he had the sack taken away from him, his eyes squinted, clearing his vision. He saw Dakota and Dean across from him. They were all tied up, and as was he. The Kestru had even ugagged them, probably knowing that they were in another warehouse than the one Hayden was in. When the Krestu had left, Sam's gaze flipped from Dakota to Dean. "Wait, where's Hayden?" He asked, looking around quickly as though in hopes of seeing her in some other part of the warehouse for some reason, but she wasn't.
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Hayden was shaking. Trembling with fear. Why didn't they just take her, too? "Right after this I'm having sex. This sh[b]it fucking sucks ass.[/b]" She swore like she always did, especially when she was scared or nervous. Or worried. "Dammit you f[b]ucking assholes, let my friends go![/b]" She screamed, freezing when there was a noise coming from somewhere downstairs. She hurried down, figuring it was the three and sure enough it was. "Jesus Christ..."

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Sam leaned his head back on the wall. That's when he heard cautious moving footsteps upstairs. "Guys...Perhaps it's because she's a virgin..." He said, having of said so due to his observant nature on others. "I mean, the Kestru attack virgins in their early 20s...the way Hayden acts, there's no doubt she's still "pure"." Just then the Kestru watching over the three hunters had made a disgusting smirk and made his little buddies gag the three again before the leader dude made a loud noise enough for Hayden to hear. When they heard she was coming down, they hid.

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"Finally..." Hayden whispered in relief when she had saw the three others. She began walking towards Dakota when Sam had caught her attention by shaking his head. About less than half way to her sister, she was suddenly surrounded by the disgusting looking creatures. Her eyes widened, heart racing as she could barely move. She began backing away but was then in the middle of a circle of them. There were at least ten of them, all of their disgusting soulless sockets on her.

For a while she had been frozen in place as one had come up to her, and shape shifted into an identical appearance of Dakota. Another one that looked like Sam. And then, one that looked like Dean.

Her body froze. Normally when there had been groups of three of the Kestru, the first one to shape shift would be of someone you care deeply for. The second for a close friend you'd have in the future, and the third...Someone you would love in the future. When Hayden saw so, she immediately snapped from her haze, especially when the shape-shifter that looked like Dean started touching her.

"G-Get off of me!" She screamed, round house kicking the shape-shifter square in the jaw. Dislocating it and making it shift back, but then it had fixed its jaw. The other two shape shifters who had disguised themselves had transformed back as well and that's when the rest of their little pack moved in on her. "F[b]ucking hell![/b]" She swore, sliding one of her daggers over to Sam, who began cutting away at his bounds.

When he had gotten free, he ripped off the gag and helped out his brother and Dakota. When that was finished, Sam looked over to see Hayden was out of bullets and being slashed at with blades, creating wounds on her body. She looked as though she was about to pass out from the amount of blood loss. Sam had an idea, and he grabbed the rifle he had brought.

He started shooting at the Kestru, making them turn around and have some come at him while the other half went for Dakota and Dean. Only one stood by Hayden, having her limp but still breathing body in his arms. Disguised as Dean. It started leaning over, on Hayden's wrist a key that was now scarred there thanks to the Kestru restraining her. It's hand was going over her face, and then, she had snapped awake.

Mind controlled by the Kestru that had held her.

Hayden couldn't control her body, and when all of the other Kestru had gone down, as they weren't exactly the same as the one controlling Hayden (the one the hunters were, well, hunting in the first place), she was now the one ready to fight. But against the Winchesters and her sister. Not that she wanted to. She didn't, but there was no way; no sign she could do for communication.

First, she walked towards Dean. A burning hatred suddenly filling her. Sam was about to stop her when he had also felt frozen. He was unable to move. Like seriously, the Kestru had frozen him in his tracks...When Hayden approached Dean, she gave a devilish smirk, her eyes blank and not having the life they once did. Her hands made a tight grip on his neck. An uncalled for attack.

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Right when the Kestru had been shot in the head, Hayden had gained back her control and her eyes widened at what she had been doing. She immediately pulled her hands away and pulled Dean into a tight hug. "Oh my God.." She whispered continuously under her breath, holding onto him like there was no tomorrow. Before long she turned to her sister, who had been facing a very angry Kestru. "Sam. Take him back to the Impala. 'Kota and I have it from here..." Hayden ordered, and Sam nodded, helping his brother back to his black Impala.

Once they left, Hayden joined next to her step-sister. "If we manage to cut off that hand," She gestured towards to the Kestru's hand that had been turned to silver. His attacking hand. "then it'll paralyze it. Afterwards we're going to have to leave. Got it? If a shot in the brain doesn't do it, then we have to do more research on this creature than I thought." Hayden explained before getting out a her war fans, "And Dakota? I'm sorry." After saying so and not waiting for a response, Hayden slammed Dakota out of the Warehouse and locked herself in with the Kestru. She was going to tear him apart. "Come on then, b[b]itch.[/b]" Hayden spat to the creature as it roared out and bolted at the girl.

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Sam nodded and obliged to Hayden's order. He wasn't really one to ask many questions in a deadly situation. When he reached outside with his brother, he examined the marks on his neck. "Wow. She must have a really strong grip...Remind me to never get on her bad side." He joked, trying to lighten the situation a bit.

With a bit of conversation here and there, Sam was about to go back into the warehouse "They're taking an awfully long time..." He muttered, beginning to walk over when suddenly he saw Dakota stumble out and then the door closing, a click following after signifying it had locked. Hayden had been locked in with that creature.

"What the hell was she thinking!? With wounds like hers?!" Sam exclaimed, rushing to the door Dakota had stumbled out from, and began pounding on it, slamming his foot against it as to try and break it down. No use. He looked back on how many injuries that one Kestru provided her when she was only fighting against it, so trying to kill it or whatever she was doing in there? She'd be close to dead.

By the time Sam managed to actually break down the damn door, Hayden had been standing there, the Kestru's head on the floor along with it's hand. She looked over and stormed out towards her car, "That'll only paralyze it for 48 hours tops. It won't kill it. We need to find a way how to, and I doubt a simple salt, gas, and fire won't do the trick."

She hurried over to Dean and started quizzing him, asking if he was alright with worry. As for Sam, he turned to Dakota with a concerned expression. "Are you hurt, Dakota?"

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Hayden started asking Dean if he were alright. "I'm so sorry, Dean..." She started saying along with other sorry sayings, tears building up in her white-grey-silver-whatever colored eyes, as she avoided his gaze. Her fingers drifted along the marks on his neck, a burning hatred for the Kestru and herself forming inside of her. She did this. As did the Kestru. She was stupid enough to get herself lured into such a simple trap like that...but then again, her pain and suffering was worth getting the three out. But in the process, she had almost choked Dean to death.
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Oh my gosh, thanks for joining then! Before I post: are you fine with just RPing Dean or would you like to make a girl/guy and I could RP a guy for you too?
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It was Friday. Normally I would be excited, but it's Summer so why even bother, right? That's the cool thing about Summer. You don't care what day it is. It was different for me, though. All I did before the break was go to school, come home, play on my laptop and/or phone, eat, play some video games, and then sleep. The cycle continued like that for the rest of the three months that was left in school when I got here. Germany. Now it was Summer and I do the same thing, excluding the whole going to school part.

To be quite honest, I actually liked going to school. I enjoyed the classes and even the teachers. Except for my history teacher, Mrs. Olvera. A total bitch. The students at my school were also the same way. I got into a lot of fights and usually kept close to only three people. One of them I actually developed a crush for. Not giving names, but she was really sweet...Unfortunately she hadn't batted for another team.

Now here I am sitting on my bed typing to these losers I met sometime in June on this roleplaying thread. We've gotten into so many arguments, had laughs, and even shared tears. They were amazing. Their names were Will, Bia, Hannah, and Adam. Adam and Bia were together, Will had a thing for this chic, and as for Hannah and I? Well, we were close as hell. We shared common interests, and Bianca even said something about "shipping" us.

I'd ship us too.

My parents were out of town, leaving me with my brother and grandma for a whole two weeks. I had the house to myself as of right now, because gramms and Braxton had gone out shopping; and that takes forever for them to do. An hour has gone by, and I heard a noise coming from downstairs. A noise that sounded like glass breaking. This made me shoot up from my bed and grab my nerf gun.

Shut up, it was the only thing I had as a weapon right now.

Slowly and cautiously I made my way downstairs, and I could hear my dog, Molly, losing her shit. She was facing the kitchen, and barking and growling. Her teeth showing and all. Something I don't usually see from a 4 month old dog. My brows furrowed and I could feel my heart racing. I peek my head around the corner and almost throw up. Or scream.

There I saw a man, or what seemed to be one, standing in the middle of my kitchen, chowing down on a wine bottle my mom collects. His whole figure was tainted in blood. Some dried; some fresh. My eyes shift over to the knife holder, wanting to grab one and just injure him. I wasn't even going to give warning. The dude was a fucking freak.

That's when he looked up. When our eyes met, mine widened and his turned black. All black. I didn't even think about not shooting him with my Nerf gun. I didn't aim. I just shot at him right in the nose. And I wasn't surprised it had no damage. I grab one of the knives from the holder, not caring which one it was before bolting upstairs. Leaving Molly and the cat as this monster freak seemed to avoid them at all costs.

I hurry into my room, doing my best to shove my bed against the door as I heard it pounding against it. Quickly I grab my iPhone, getting on Skype and just typing out all that is happening. Then the pounding stopped and another window was heard breaking. I move my bed aside and peek out, seeing that the window in the bathroom was now broken and the man that was in my house once before was bolting down the street.

"Bruh..." I say in a breath, managing to stifle out a light laugh. Even though it wasn't even funny...I guess I was just scared. I got back onto Skype, and messaged Will: YO YOU NEED TO FUCKING SKYPE ME NOW IM LOSING MY SHIT AJJDSBVJLFSDBJSFDBJ;H;SAHFS. Send.

I would've called the polizei--the German Police--but 1) I don't speak fucking Deutsche, and 2) my phone doesn't make calls. Sighing, I let my head roll back onto the wall behind me, trying to calm my racing heart and shaking hands as I wait for Will to respond to my message. Or at least call.

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Then just Dean & November it is! :) Thanks again for joining!

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"Hey hotshot." November mused out when she came up from behind her boyfriend, Dean, with a grin. She leaned up on her toes a bit, planting her lips lightly on the side of his as a tease before settling back down. It was sort of like a movie night for the two tonight, as Sam had been out somewhere doing something with someone. Though Novi and Dean didn't mind.

November plopped down on the sofa in front of the TV, holding a bowl of popcorn she had made just before she had entered the room. "Come on over here then, doofus." She told Dean with a small smirk of mischief before biting her lip and turning back to the TV, getting ready to play the movie. Well, show more of. Game of Thrones. The two had just gotten into watching it and were half-way done with Season One.

As November waited for Dean to join her on the slightly uncomfortable couch, thoughts ran through her head. Working for Crowley wasn't the easiest thing, but it sure was fun as hell when it involved doing something with a Winchester. Just three more days until the said King of Hell visits and collects the information from his favorite little pet. November didn't love Dean the way he loved her. She thinks that not even the slightest bit of him could make her love him the way he does.

But little had she known, that deep down in that soulless pit, that she actually did have a thing for the Winchester. And yet again, had she not known that when Crowley visits, it'll be the most toughest choice of her life to either stay or go back to live in hell. Same with giving information or not.

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