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You took the city bus to the location you agreed upon with Feliks. As you sat on the bus fiddling your fingers, you were thinking over your decision. You didn't have anything on you, including a cellphone. You couldn't even call for help, if you were to actually need it. You weren't too sure what you were thinking. There were such things as creeps in the world, and Feliks did give off a very 'stranger danger' type vibe, but you weren't one to judge people on how they appeared. You also weren't one to listen to others. You had to find out for yourself. The bus stopped, and you stood up to leave along with others. You walked the short distanc

 “When can I go on a hunt with you guys?” Dean spat out his coffee while Sam choked on the fried egg and Bobby dropped the pan in the sink. “Um, seven years from never,” Dean scoffed, coughing as he wiped his mouth on his sleeve. “Oh c’mon,” you groaned. It had been nearly a month since Amiel had dropped by and the nightmares had begun. “I can handle it.” “_________, it’s not about whether you can handle it or not, it’s about how you’ll be in the direct line of danger if you’re out in the field with us.” Sam said before Dean butted in. “The

“Hey (Name), do you think this is to bright?” Abaddon asked, showing you her dark red nails. “No, I think they're perfect.” You smiled, wincing when Meg caught a tangle in your hair. “Sorry.” She muttered. “I've been thrown into a tree, I think I can handle it.” You joked, receiving a laugh from Ruby. “Only when you're with Team Free Will.” Meg reminded, putting the brush down and picking up the different assortment of hair accessories. “Speaking of Team Free Will, which one does everyone like best?” Abaddon asked, blowing on the hand Ruby had just got done painting. &ldq

            (Name) bolted up when she awoke. Looking around, she realized it wasn’t her bedroom. Then she remembered yesterday’s events.            “So, now I’m here. I’ll never see my brothers again. Michael, Gabriel, even Castiel; I hope they stop crying soon. I don’t think I can take this much longer.” She sighed, shoulders sagging.            “There, out in the darkness, a fugitive running;            Falling from God, fallen from grace.            God be my witness, I never shall yield            Till we come face to face, till we come face to face.            He knows his way i

A few small flakes of snow floated down, announcing the oncoming flurry of snow that began to rain down from the clouds, carpeting everything. Including the black Impala that was parked on the side of the road. The elder Winchester was kneeling beside the car, it’s frame raised up on the jack as Dean cursed at the tire that had blown out after it went through a pothole. The younger brother leaned against the car hood, taking a sip from a bottle of beer, coat pulled tight to him to shield him from the elements. A trenchcoat wearing angel stood in the middle of the road, watching the snow drift down from the sky and settle on the lonely

You were leaning against lockers as your friend Nancy was searching hers for a book and Tyler, your male friend, was going on about what outfit he should wear to the next party that he "foresaw" was coming. "Alright. Alright. What if I wear my pink sweater that goes off my shoulders, jean skirt, and white leggings? No! Wait! White skirt, pink leggings, and white flats! Boom! Wait! Screw the leggings; show more skin!" "You're putting too much thought into something that you dreamed about last night. I don't think anybody's having a party. Especially not Ravis after Nancy totally trashed the house last week," you noted. "I still don't rememb

A lone lamplight shone in the room, the gentle tapping of fingers on a keyboard was accompanied by the wall-clock that ticked away the time until the submission of some documents that had been pushed away for a later date. A sigh resounded followed by a low groan of weariness as the owner stretched, the tapping stopping for a while. A tired, overworked (name) stared at the screen in front of her. Sometimes she wondered if her boss gave her more work than the rest of her team or if the words were just fusing together- her head tipped forward and she promptly jerked awake, her (e/c) eyes bleary with unshed tears. Glancing painfully at the cloc

Win His Heart Antonio Fernandez Carriedo. That is the name of world academy’s Spanish teacher. Everyone loves him. He is kind caring and his smile can melt even the coldest of hearts. Except one. Lovino Vargas. Ever since the Spaniard laid his eyes on the young Italian he was in love. One problem. He was a student at the academy and a relationship between a teacher and student is prohibited. But this didn’t stop him from trying to get the boys attention. The school bell rings and students pour into the class room. Emerald eyes search the students for a certain auburn haired boy. He gins when he sees him but it falters when he re

Mother's day was quickly approaching. Both of your sons, Luciano and his older twin brother Flavio, wanted to do something special for you this year. Flavio has spent the last few months making you the best dress he could. Though he was just eleven, you were a fashion designer yourself and have been teaching him everything he knows since he was much smaller. He was always interested in your work and was a fast learner. He really had a gift at it. Luciano was never too interested in any of it. Though he loved you as his mother, he didn't feel as if he connected with you like Flavio did. He didn't have any special talents like you guys. He di

AN: I'm sorry everything is taking me so long- I feel so bad D: I have a PE exam coming up that I've had to revise for, not to mention stacks of homework. And then I gain some sort of writers block I really should write down ideas when I get them huh? Anyway, just to let you know, the first small part is in a narrative point of view, just to let you know what's going on~ ~Taiyou 'Sebastian, has the appointment arrived yet?' 'I'm afraid not my Lord, she's been held up in a recent occurence in London- it looks like the Queen has been having a problem without us.' 'Oh for goodness sake- my leg is broken for a few days and all Hell bre-' The soun