The Supernatural Huntress- Book#1

Two

I woke up, lying down on a bed with a blanket wrapped around me, somewhere i wasn't familiar with. It was a simple bedroom but i still have no idea where i was or how i got here. Or more importantly, who was the man who just saved my life back in the alley? He seemed so familiar but I couldn't really remember. Those green eyes were the most familiar
I got up from the bed and removed the blanket wrapped around me. I was still wearing the same clothes from before.
Red T-shirt, dark jeans, combat boots, and a leather jacket. My red hair was still in a ponytail
I stood and my black raven wings were still out. My hand reached for where the demon stung me.
The sizzling feeling was gone and so was the pain
I closed my eyes and concentrated. Slowly, my wings started to shrink until they disappeared. It was just a little trick i learned. But I could still make them appear
I walked around the room until i looked out the window. I was still in Vancouver, but nowhere I've been to
Walking to the door, i made my footsteps light. My hand reached for the handle of the door, and surprisingly, it wasn't locked
At least whoever took me here didn't seem hostile much
I was unarmed, but i could still handle myself without my weapon. My dagger was apparently taken from me
I made my footsteps light as i opened the door and took some steps out the door.
But the house was different. More like a bunker
When i peaked out, i noticed two people in the other room. They looked like they were arguing
One was the same man i saw earlier. Same apple green eyes, and same dirty blonde hair. The other guy had longer brown hair than the other guy and had dark brown eyes
The other guy i definitely never saw before. Dark hair and blue eyes. He wore a trench coat even if we were indoors
They looked like they were arguing
"I can't believe you brought a supernatural into our bunker, Dean!" The other guy said to him
Dean? I thought startled. Wait. If that's the same Dean Winchester i j knew, then that other guy must be . . . Sam? But who's the other guy?
"She was hurt, Sam, and she wasn't like the others. She was hunting a demon and she got hurt. So, i brought her here."
Sam face palmed "Oh, God. That might be one of the worst ideas you have ever had, Dean."
"Hey," Dean said "I don't judge your choices, do i?"
"Yes." Sam and the other man both said "Yes you do."
Dean rolled his eyes "Whatever. Anyway, i know she's not bad. Not every supernatural being is bad. Take a look at Cas! He's a freaking angel!"
"And is standing right here." The blue eyes man said
"But he's different!" Sam argued "We know Cas, but not her! We don't know if she's hostile or what."
"And Cas is right here." The blue eyes man said
So he's Castiel
"But in don't think we don't know her, Sammy." Dean said "I think . . ." his voice trailed off
"You think what, Dean?" Sam asked
"I think," Dean said "I think that wasn't just any supernatural. I think that was Scarlett."
It really was the Winchesters i knew. Dean and Sam. Its been years.
"Scarlett?" Sam asked "As in, Scarlett Molotov?"
"Yes, Sammy. How many other people named Scarlett Molotov do you know?" Dean said. He really didn't change at all
"Just asking." Sam muttered "But how do you know if that really is the Scarlett Molotov we know, Dean?"
"I just do." Dean said "I knew her longer and more than you did, Sammy. I just know its her."
"But how can we be sure." Sam argued "Its been years since we last saw her, Dean. What if she's just a shape shifter? How can we be sure?"
I stepped out of my hiding place and faced my old friends the Winchesters and the angel Castiel
"Maybe you should ask your old friend for yourself."
They both were stunned. Except Castiel, since i never  met him before