The Axeman (Dean x Reader)

Part one Part two

this took forever to publish. sorry 3:

DID NOT PROOF READ EVERYTHING. IF SOMETHING IS WRONG. TELL ME PLZ. AND HOPEFULLY YOU STILL UNDERSTAND IT AND ITS NOT THAT BIG OF A DEAL!!!!!!

3rd person pov

It was a week later when __ finally found a case she could handle. She was laying low in Louisiana for a while, when suddenly, a surprise gruesome death took place. From the sound of the police reports, it could be one of 3 things. A werwolf, a poltergeist, or a demon, and honestly, __ hoped it was the second one. At least those were easier to actually "kill". Easier then the other things anyways. Demons were a pain and werwolves were just a lot of work. __ walked into the motel and payed, with cash obviously, for a room for a week.

After grabbing the key and unpacking her bag a little, she dawned on a beautiful f/c dress, which was flirtatious but modest enough for work, with black shoes (idc what kind. But you'll be running later so yeah) . She fixed her hair, applied makeup, then grabbed her over coat and threw her fake FBI badge in her purse, then left the motel and hopped into a random car, and drove to the Apartment where the victim was found.

-time skip-
• Your pov now •

I stepped into the building and automatically made my way to where all the police were standing and showed my badge.

"Agent Brennan, how can I help you?" The, I'm guessing, chief of police asked. I mentally face palmed; why else would I be here if there wasn't a body right in front of us.

" There's a body on the ground, and I'm trying to figure out who did it?"

"Oh...yes...I. I believe that's pretty obvious. My mistake. My names Officer Brown, Chief of police"

"Yeah..." Looking around I noticed there was blood spatter located on a lamp and the wall directly in front of the male on the ground. "Well, what can you tell me so far?"

"This man is Mark Jowel, and he's a member of one of the church groups downtown. We also know that the weapon used was an axe now."

Damn...maybe its not your type of thing?

"mm...okay. Anything else?" I questioned him, clearly giving him a look that stated I was disappointed in the total shit work he's accomplished.

"Uh..."

"Hi, i'm looking for the chief ," a male called from behind me," This is agent almond, Im agent cull- who are you?"

I turned to face him, and couldnt stop the automatic thought of "oh wow theyre cute".

Sadly, I could tell they were hunters too (I saw a silver knife sticking out from the shorter ones shoe), and I work alone, so this was going to get difficult.

"Agents ....Id like to speak to you privately." I waved them over and sent the police officer away, " Screw you guys, this is my case. I got here first. And besides, it might not even be a supernatural type of thing." I crossed my arms and raised an eye brow at them.

"How'd you know we're hunters?" The tall, shaggy hair'd one asked.

"The knife in your partners shoe gave it away. Might want to conceal it better next time. Now back off. Ive got this!" I turned on my heal and started to walk away, until the shorter one grabbed my waist and threw me over his shoulder. I debated on weather or not I was going to scream 'RAPE!', but decided against it so not to look weak to the pair. I instead pushed myself up so I could whisper in his ear. "Im going to kill you, slowly, in every way you fear."

"You can try princess. I ain't scared of bull." I could hear the smirk laced within his words, and five-stared his back, to which he winced at and dug his nails into my exposed leg. I bit my lip to hide a shriek.

-time skip-

I was dragged into their hotel room, which was directly across the large chasm- type drop, due to a very large staircase from mine. Cool, so I can actually accomplish murdering them in their sleep.

Their rooms door was opened and I was held against a wall, a knife pressed to my throat.

"What the hell are you?"

"Im so fancy, but you already know."

(*insert hysterical laughter from the author here*)

"...What?" The tall one gave me a very confused face, and I smirked.

"Nothing. Only fun people understand that. Now what the hell are your names?"

" We Aint talking until you explain what you are!" The guy holding the knife to my throat pushed down a little on it so it drew blood.

" Did you know that youre both idiots? Im CLEARLY a human. The silver didn't burn me. Jesus Christ, its like im talking to five year olds..."

"Im not a five year old!" They both yelled, quite defensively.

"Whatever. Just lay off! Ive got this case. So bye." I brought my knee up to the shorter ones crotch, then launched my fist out, making contact with the tall ones jaw. Then I made a run for it. I made it all the way to the door, when it suddenly opened, smacking me right in the face.

I fell to the ground with a loud groan, holding my face in pain.

"Oh...Oops." A low, gruff voice spoke. He shuffled in and closed the door, kneeling down next to me. " Are you alr-" Before he could finish, I brought my foot up to meet with his chest and kick him backwards as hard as I could.

"JUST STOP RUNNING FOR ONE DAMN MOMENT! NOW WHOS ACTING LIKE A FIVE YEAR OLD!? You will talk to us. The easy way, or the hard way. take your pick. "

I groaned and let my head hang. Fine fine.
I can do this their way.
Though, im almost 98% posative that both choices given were "the hard way".

Alright...here we go.

I looked up slowly and crossed my arms, leaning against the wall, "Well...what do you want to know?"

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THAT TOOK FOREVER FOR ME TO WRITE AND IM SO SORRY. anyways, i hope you like.

im sooooooo tired of stories where the reader and the character of choice fall in love right away. so im going to build up some plot first. and THEN the good stuff happens.

but seriously, did you like? leave a comment on your favorite part and DONT FORGET TO VOTE! IT GETS MY ATTENTION AND LITERALLY DOES MOTIVATE ME TO WRITE FASTER! besides. i get out of school june 25, which is this coming thursday. so ill have PLENTY of time to write for yall :33

enjoy your day!

Edit: Fixed some spelling and grammar mistakes. Didnt change anything important though.