Chapter 1

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It was just like any other day. Hunting down any evil son of a bitch that crossed your path. What you weren't expecting though was crossing the path of the one and only, Dean Winchester. You've only heard stories of the hunter and his brother, but never crossed the path with either of them. You were sitting at Bobby Singer's table getting ready to take of on a hunt. This time you would be hunting a Wendigo. You said goodbye to Bobby before heading out to your '67 Camaro.  

You drove to northern Minnesota and stopped at the edge of the woods. You grabbed your flare gun and a knife. You set off on your search for the son of a bitch. You were all the sudden slammed against a tree and knocked out. The next thing you knew you were in someplace with your hands tied above you. There you were hanging in a dark place trying to come up with a place on how to escape. 

You must have been hanging for about two hours. You struggled against the ropes until your wrist felt raw. You heard two voices echo around. "I must be in a cave." you thought. You saw a dim light appear on one side of the cave. The light came closer to you until it came right in front of you. Then you could dimly see two emerald green eyes looking into yours. 

The man cut you down and asked if you were alright. You rubbed your wrist and nodded your head yes. The man smirked and said 

"My name's Dean. Dean Winchester. This is my brother Sam." he motioned toward the taller of the pair. You extended your hand out and said

"(Y/N). (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." Dean shook your extended hand.

You smiled and said "Winchesters. I've heard a lot about you. Never thought I'd get the pleasure to meet you though." Dean smirked 

"Pleasure's all mine, so beings you know us I'm assuming your a hunter as well?" You blushed slightly then nodded 

"I've been a hunter for as long as I can remember." your conversation was caught short by the Wendigo. You pulled out your flare gun and shot at it hitting in right in the stomach. It let out an awful screech and burned. When the screeching was done you turned towards the boys and said

"Let's get out of here, okay?"


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AN- 

Yay! My first chapter is posted!! I'll try and post the next chapter as soon as I can. Feel free to leave comments and ideas for other imagines or what you think should happen next in the story. So yeah, not sure what else to add, so bye! (for now)









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