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The Hunter is a Devil	By : MellindaHightop Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 761 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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There had been a bit of chaos when Bobby had pulled after Jesse and his friend. Dean and Bobby had both started shouting, Sam had gone and checked Jesse over, and the woman he had come simply sat on her bike and stared at them from under her helmet.
When the noise settled down Bobby was the one to turn to her.
“And who the hell are you?”
Jesse laughed loudly as she dropped the kickstand down and shifted off of her bike. She pulled off her helmet and gave Bobby a bored look. The woman yawned softly before she finally answered, her tone flat and disinterested.
“Normally I wouldn't answer that question. My name really isn't anyone's business unless I want it to be. But considering Jesse......I may as well. My name is Kerri.”
Sam blinked her, taken aback how the woman, Kerri, spoke to Bobby. Like he was something to be crushed under her boot. Jesse frowned up at her, trying to glare her down. Kerri just lifted her eyebrow at him, smirking slightly.
“So....you're taking care of Jesse?” Sam asked, looking at the woman. She was leaning against her bike, arms crossed and back straight. He could make out the twin holsters under her jacket. It was her eyes though, the dual colors pinning him when she looked at him.
“Not much of a choice. It's either train him or have him wreck another city.” She shrugged slightly, rolling her shoulders back.
“Wait...you're training him?” Bobby sputtered slightly, staring at the girl. “How in hell can you train an antichrist?”
“How indeed?”
Sam did not like the tone her voice took.
….
“So you're another antichrist?”
“Yep”
“I thought-”
“Everyone thinks there's only one antichrist”
They had moved inside now, Kerri was sat down on a chair directly under the Devil's Trap. The woman simply kicked her legs up to rest on the arm if the chair.
“Mind if I smoke?” She asked,tilting her head back to look upside down at Bobby. The old man waved his hand at her,grumbling under his breath. She shrugged and pulled out a small silver case, inside were black cigarettes. She held one between her lips as she used a zippo to light it.
“Anyway. There's me, Caleb, and Jesse. Caleb is hiding in Russia and the kid and I are here.” Kerri blew out a ring of smoke as she spoke, watching it drift to the ceiling. “Caleb is going on thirty three, Jesse is eleven, I'm almost twenty.”
“But why have multiple antichrist? Isn't one enough?” Sam asked, looking between the two. Jesse had been seated in front of the TV with cartoons playing. Kerri tilted her head further back so that she could look at the boy.
“The black eyes that birth us, they're stupid. They don't know whenever an antichrist is already walking. That and when he disappear we drop off their radar. They panic and suddenly it's all hands on deck”
Kerri waved her hand idly in the air as she spoke, the cherry end of the cigarette blazing slightly. She yawned, stretching out on the chair before looking over to Sam and Dean.
“Caleb ran away from home. He didn't mean to of course, but he did. Wound up is Moscow of all places. Still there actually.”
“How do you not mean to run away from home?”
“When you're an antichrist it's easy. See something on the TV, pass a picture and you really wanna go? Poof, no more antichrist”
“What about you?”
Kerri took another drag of her cigarette, laughing slightly around the stick in her mouth.
“I was raised by my parent. Must've been for, oh, thirteen years. “
“What changed?”
“A Hunter came and killed my parent. Took me in after he did”
“A Hunter took you in? And he didn't find out about you?”
“I was thirteen. I just watched this human take out my parent, and then he's looking at me. I wasn't an idiot.”
Bobby shifted, staring down at Kerri with a frown. “Who was the Hunter that raised you?”
Kerri clicked her tongue, a smirk on her face as she tapped the ash from her cigarette to the floor.
“Hills. Jeffery Hills”
At the name Bobby tensed tightly, gripping the arms of his wheelchair until his knuckles turned white. Sam and Dean looked over to him, both frowning in confusion. Kerri chuckled softly, her free hand reaching up to mess with her bun.
“Yeah. Raised me for six years. Nice man, I think I miss him.”
“He's dead?”
“Half a year ago. Died during a hunt if you wanna know.”
Jesse turned the TV off and came over to the small group, climbing up onto Kerri and sitting on her stomach. The woman huffed when he settled, glaring at him. He simply responded with a stuck out tongue. She rolled her eyes before tapping her cigarette again.
“Anyway, now it's me and the kid hunting.”
“How'd you find my house?”
“Jeff's journal. When he passed I kept it, and your address was in it. So I figured I would drop in on his old friend” Kerri said with a bright smile and a wave over her free hand.
“Really?”
“No”
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