hey could u please do an imagine when the reader (she dont know sam&dean) is hunting 5 demons by herself and she's a true badass (like really sassy and all those stuffs) and sam and dean find the demons but when they come in, she kills all the demons on her own? and then they go to the bar with them and she's sassy with them and dean kinda fall for her ? i think it would be funny to see a girl being sassy against dean haha, thank you!!!
Hey. Sorry for the wait! But here it is.
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You pulled up in front of an abandoned warehouse, the tires of your car crunching over gravel. Opening up the door, you stepped out, slipping a knife down the side of your combat boot as you did. You gently closed the door behind you, careful to keep the noise to a minimum. It was just you against five demons, and you knew that the element of surprise could tip the scales in your favour a great deal.
Twirling your angel blade around your fingers, you let it settle against the palm of your hand. You gripped it tightly, creeping up to the side of the building. At one of the boarded up windows you paused, leaning against the rough wooden planks that had been nailed across it. You peeked in one of the cracks and saw the demons standing in various positions around the warehouse, seemingly relaxed. There were five of them, just as you had predicted.
You took a deep breath and set off towards the entrance, making sure to keep close enough to the building that you could feel the cool concrete against your back at all times. Just before you got to the entrance, you stopped and counted to ten before rushing inside.
The first two demons were positioned close to the entrance, and you took them both down before they even knew what was happening. But by the time the second one dropped, the other three charged over you, the closest one grabbing your arms and pinning them behind your back. You slammed down on her toes with the heel of your boot, causing it’s grip on your left arm to loosen ever so slightly. You freed your arm and slammed it into the demon’s jaw.
Vaguely, you could make out the sounds of an engine roaring to a halt outside, followed by the sounds of two males shouting. However, it didn’t directly affect you, so you ignored it, instead focussing your attention on the more immediate problem at hand - taking down the remaining demons.
You spun around, sweeping the demon’s legs out from under her before driving your knife into its heart. Turning around, you saw the other two gaining ground. You dropped down, plucking the knife from your boot and hurling it in the direction of one of the demons. It reared back, letting out a growl of pain as it stopped to remove the knife. Whilst it was distracted, you turned back to the other demon, allowing it to run straight into the tip of your blade.
Finally, you were down to one last demon. You tackled it to the ground, pinning it down with your weight. Smirking at it, you gripped the blade, burying it in the demon’s chest.
You stood up, wiping the sweat from your forehead. “What the hell?” a voice exclaimed from behind you.
“That’s exactly where they came from.” You smirked, spinning around and striding over to the two men who were gaping at you from the entrance. “And who might you two be?”
The taller man was the first to recover from his shock. “I’m Sam Winchester. This is my brother, Dean,” he introduced, gesturing towards the other man.
“Winchester. Interesting,” you replied, your tone giving nothing away.
“Interesting good or interesting bad?” Dean asked.
You gave him a knowing smirk. “That remains to be seen. Now what were you two doing on my case? I had it covered.”
“We can see that,” Dean said, staring at you in amazement. “You were badass.”
“Which is lucky, because neither of you did anything to contribute,” you pointed out.
“That’s only because you had practically taken them all down before we could do anything,” Sam defended.
“I know,” you grinned. “It was pretty awesome, huh?”
“Definitely,” Dean answered. “Maybe the three of us should head out to a bar and discuss some hunting techniques. You look like you have a lot of wisdom to impart.”
You eyed him carefully, sizing him up. “Alright,” you finally agreed. “You guys head out and I’ll follow you.” The two of them got back into their car, heading in the direction of the town. You followed them in your own car, feeling just the slightest bit excited at the chance to get to know them a little better.
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Twenty minutes later saw you sitting at the bar alongside Sam and Dean, the haze of cigarette smoke washing over you. When Sam got up to make a call, Dean turned his attention to you. “So,” he began. “How long have you been hunting?”
“A while,” you answered coyly.
“You don’t give much away, do you?” Dean observed.
“If I told you all my secrets, I’d have to kill you,” you told him with an air of mock seriousness. Dean grinned at you.
“I don’t doubt that you could.”
“Good. Underestimating me would be the last thing you would ever do,” you told him. “Just a word of warning.”
He looked down for a moment, considering something. After a moment, he glanced back up at you. “Will I have many more chances to underestimate you?” he asked hopefully. You bit the inside of your cheek, gazing at him thoughtfully.
“Do you want many more chances?”
“Definitely,” he answered.
“Well then. I guess you’re going to have to be on your guard,” you grinned.
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