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Eye of the Tiger	By : xMissMatchx Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1157 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Eye of the Tiger
- 1
The full moon lit up the over grown wooded forest with an eerie glow of blue and white. The air was still, nothing seemed to be moving just a few leaves ruffling on the trees every time the wind picked up. A woman sat crouched high up in a tree, a gun resting in her cold pink hands. The autumn wind blew, sending chilling air though her long hair, she bit back a shiver, her hands gripping the gun she held, stopping her hands from shaking. She couldn�t complain, this was the moment she�d been waiting for. She�d finally be able to catch her pray. It was right around Halloween, and everything spooky had decided to come out and play causing disaster where ever they decided to touch down.

A few feet away from the woman in the tree was a man, sprinting through the lush forest of brown and green his breath short and heavy. His hair was cut shot, light brown in color, his frame broad and built. The kind of man you wouldn�t want to get into a bar fight with. He was wearing a regular pair of blue jeans dirt stains covering more then half of them, a black shirt and a faded brown leather jacket. His feet begged him to stop running along the uneven ground but his will power was too strong for his brain to handle, the object of his obsession to close for him to give up.
�Damn it.� The woman cursed under her breath rolling her eyes. This idiot was going to ruin everything she spent weeks papering for.
Just a few yards in front of him was an ungodly beast running deeper into the forest, the beast she�d been hunting. As the beast snarled big globs of salvia dripped down from its sharp, frightening teeth its dirty brown fur blowing in the wind as it ran on two long animalistic feet. Suddenly the beast stopped running. Finding its self in a large clearing in the forest. With a low growl, the beast reared its ugly head at the man that�s been chasing it. The man skidded to a halt, his boots collecting dirt as he tried his hardest to stop without running into the beast. With a smile he lifted his gun at the mystical creature, ready to shoot and kill.
Before he had a chance to shoot, the beast let out a loud, and terrifying howl. Barring its teeth at the man as it did. The man scrunched his face giving off a pained expression his arms flying up in front of his face to avoid the bits and pieces of salvia that where spewing out of the beasts� mouth, and towards his face.
�Dude, you need a tick tack.� The man grumbled as the beast finished its horrid howl. Raising the gun once again he pulled the trigger, hitting the beast in its overgrown shoulder. It had no effect, just seemed to piss it off. �Not good.� Dean mumbled to himself as the beast started to march towards him its sharp teeth bared. He shot off another round hitting its chest this time, sending the beast back only an inch or so.
Before he had time to reload his two shot gun the beat advanced on him. With one swipe of its large paw he sent the man halfway across the clearing. His nails digging deep into the stupid, but brave mans arm cutting three large claw marks into his favorite leather jacket. With an animalistic snarl the beast took one step forward ready to advance and kill the man. But something unexpected happened. Be known to both the man and the beast, there was a third party. Perched high up in the tree sat the woman, waiting for the right moment to swoop in for the kill.
With a battle cry the woman leaped from the tree, stretching out as she flew down to the ground right above the beast. With grace she landed right on top of the beast her two knives plunging deep into beasts� skull. A sick cracking sound echoed though the forest as the woman threw her legs off its back dragging both of the knives down the beast back as she dropped to the ground. With a pained growl the beast fell, dead, on the leafy ground.
With a smirk the woman pulled both her knives from the beast dead body. Wiping them with a dingy rag. After they where clean enough for her she placed them back into their holsters that where placed on either side of her hips. She watched with a smile as a puff of smoke filled the air as the beast shifted back to human form. It was a woman, black hair and various tattoos on her body. Blood covered more the fifty percent of her body. The man stayed on the ground his green eyes opened in shock at the woman. She grinned; proud of her kill, as she walked over to him, stopping only inches in front of him. With a flirty smile she threw her arm out to him. Examining his face, he was pretty god damn hot for a hunter.
With an astonished look he grabbed her hand letting her help him up off the ground. Standing he brushed off his jacket. Taking a small step back he examined the woman. Her hair was long and brown with natural blonde highlights shining in the bright light of the moon. Her eyes where brown as well. She was very slim, it amazed him how such a small girl like her could kill a large beast like that he�d been chasing with little to no effort. She was short; really short, coming up to about his chest. Briefly he imagined her standing next to his gigantic brother. The though brought a smile to his face. All in all she was a very hot huntress. Dean was thankful for that if he had to be saved by anyone he�d prefer it be a hot woman.
�What? I don�t get a thank you?� She teased. Her voice, it was nothing he�s ever heard, sounding more like a little boys the a females, but it had an edge to it, something only she could pull off. It was sweet yet firm. It attracted Dean more then any other womans voice ever could. Dean looked at her his eye brow raised in amusement. With a sly smile he bent over to pick his gun up from the ground.
�What for?� He asked his back turned towards the woman to hide his amused face.
�Oh I don�t know, how about for me saving your ass?� She laughed. Walking up next to him. Her wide smile still plastered on her face as she shoved her hands into her black leather jacket to save them from the harsh autumn wind that was becoming brutal on them both.
�I didn�t really need-� Dean stopped midsentence as the woman next to him bust out laughing. With an eyebrow raised he smiled �Ok maybe I did, but I swear I could have handled it.� He finished, beginning to walk towards the entrance out of the dense forest the strange woman still walking next to him. �So, mystery woman, you got a name?� He asked stopping to turn towards her. Stretching his arm out to shake her small hand. But in doing so he hissed in pain retracting his arm back to his body. He had forgotten all about the scratches on his arm. �Aw man, I really did like this jacket.� He whined as the woman eyed him like he was crazy. Who cares about a damn jacket when you have a giant gash on your arm?
�Yeah, its Amanda. You alright?� She asked, taking a step forward to examine his arm. �Take off you jacket� Amanda demanded. Dean couldn�t help but smile at the demand.
�Damn, I just met you, and you already want to get me undressed.� He teased, a sexy smirk on his face. Amanda smiled as well.
�Don�t flatter yourself.� She mumbled turning his arm slightly so she could examine the damage. �So what did you say your name was?� She asked squinting a little as she looked at his wound. It wasn�t much of anything, not to deep but looked like it hurt like hell.
�Dean Winchester.� He announced proudly, causing Amanda to smile.
�Oh, so you�re one of the legendary Winchester, I think you�re missing one.� She yelled to him as she walked to the left of him and to a tree that bared three slash marks deep in the bark. Her tree.
�Yeah, he�s off doing something.� He mumbled with a shrug, he didn�t really care what his brother was doing he was to busy watching as the petite woman climbed up the tree with no problem at all. His head tilted to the side as he watched her climb from branch to branch having no issues whatsoever. Dropping a bag Amanda began to climb back down from the tree careful not to let her foot slip. Climbing trees was nothing to her, after years of playing in them as a child the knowledge of it just never left her. She jumped down with grace and walked over to Dean the light weight bag she had retrieved slung over her shoulder.
�Damn, she got you good.� She mumbled as she dug around in the bag pulling out some gaze and some anti bacterial liquid.
�What exactly got me?� he asked watching as she opened the cap to the bottle holding It over his arm the same bloody dingy towel under his arm to collect the extra liquid.
�Werewolf.� She answered, stifling a giggle as Dean flinched when she poured the liquid over his open wound. �I�ve been tracking the bitch for a week, waiting for the full moon so I could strike.� She explained wrapping the gaze carefully around his wounded arm.
�So you�re a hunter?� Dean asked, even though the answer was quite obvious. Amanda nodded her head stuffing her things back in her bag as Dean carefully put his Jacket back on.
�Have been for seven years now.� She replied. Standing she began to walk out of the lush forest and towards a small town just a little up the road. Dean following quietly behind her.
They made it out of the forest in little time. Dean expected it to take much longer but apparently Amanda knew her way around the forest. Something about having to track her victim in that forest for a week. Across the street sat a beautiful car. It was a black Chevy impala. Even non car lovers would grovel at this car. Dean walked around the front of the car and over to the passenger side. Cupping his hands he peeked into the car expecting to find a body but only found an empty car.
�Damn it Sam.� He mumbled straightening out and leaning against the car his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose out of frustration. His brother was supposed to be back by now. To make matters worse he was the one with the keys.
�Brother gone astray?� Amanda teased with a smile walking over to the stand in front of him. Dean nodded his head removing his hand from his nose to glace at the woman in front of him. He couldn�t help but smile as he looked into her eyes. A seductive smirk on her lips. �Well then, why don�t you come have a beer with me while you wait. Don�t worry I�ll pay.� She winked before turning around and walking up the road towards the small tavern. Dean leaned forwarded trying his best to get a better view of her ass.
�God damn.� he mumbled pushing off his car to follow the young woman to the bar.
The two sat at a table in the way back exchanging stories of their adventures of sorts. Slamming back beers every not and then, not enough to get them drunk but enough to get them tipsy. Every now and then Dean would crack a joke causing Amanda to laugh loudly disturbing the others around her. She didn�t seem to care just flipped them off and went on with her life.
�Last call.� The bartended called to them. Dean nodded his head as Amanda stood from her chair pulling her form sitting t shirt down.
�Alright, well Mr. Dean Winchester I believe you owe me a walk back to my motel.� Amanda demanded as she walked out of the bars door and out into the fresh night air. Inhaling deeply as the cold air chilled her hot face.
�You think so?� He answered back, his voice dark and sexy. She stopped and turned around her wide smile dropping from her face but being replaced with a sexy smirk as she stepped towards him.
�Oh I know so.� She whispered in his ear, her voice dropping to a very seductive tone. Dean smiled his hands falling to her hips. Amanda began to pull away but didn�t get very far as Dean grabbed the back of her head his hand becoming tangled in her long hair as he roughly pulled her to his lip. Without hesitation he shoved his tongue in her mouth, fighting her tongue for dominance. It was clear who would win the fight but Amanda wasn�t about to do down without a fight. It wasn�t in her nature. Pushing against his shoulders she broke away from his strong hold. Wiping her mouth she smiled at the man her chest moving rapidly trying to catch her breath. Deans mouth dripped with lust as he looked at her. He wanted her, more then he wanted anything. �Smooth move, I hope you got your fill. I�m not some cheep hooker.� She announced crossing her arms across her chest. If he thought she was easy, he had another thing coming. Like maybe a fist to his face or foot to the balls. Either one sounded amazing to her.
�I didn�t mean it like that,� He mumbled his green orb pricing into her deep drown eyes. With a raised eye brow Amanda glared at the man. He wasn�t doing a very good job of defending him self. �More like fellow workers just, having fun.� He finished, Amanda scoffed at him her face turning to mock shock.
�Really?� Was all she said as she turned around and began to walk towards her hotel room. The nerve of some people.
�I don�t think you�ll be getting very far with out these.� Deans voice rang loudly in the cold autumn night. Slowly Amanda turned around. Her eyes opened in surprise as the man in front of her held up her motel room keys. She smiled, he was good. But she was better.
�Yeah well, I�ll just sleep in my car.� She retorted back, turning around and continuing to walk. The sound of metal jingling together stopped her mid step. With an irritated expression on her cold pale face she turned around. Sure enough the man had her car keys as well. She shook her head and laughed. Dean just smiled placing both of the keys back in his pockets. �You think you�re funny.� She called to him, watching as the man walked to her towering over her. She just gave him an irritated glare her arms still crossed across her chest.
�I think I�m adorable.� With a smile he cupped her face, pulling her face gently to his. Amandas arms uncrossed and reached up resting on Deans broad shoulders as she kissed him back. Pushing hard against his perfect lips. Pulling away she smiled. She knew she shouldn�t go any further with this, but the temptation was just too much for her to resist. Looking up in his eyes she smiled backing away from him but grabbing his hand walking him towards the community of motels that lined a sections of the small town.
�It�s this way.� Amanda announced as she led the way to the room that she had rented for the night. Her hand reached for the door handle but Dean stopped her as he violently turned her around slamming her back against the door. It didn�t bother her any she just smirked as Dean placed both his hands on either side of her head. With a low growl Dean reclaimed her lip, his hands curling into fists against the door. She tasted so sweet, like candy. He had to have her, it couldn�t wait any longer. A another loud growl escaped from him as Amanda gently bit down on his lower lip, not enough to cause blood but enough to feel it. �You want me,� Amanda whispered into Deans ear kissing his neck lightly before continuing �Come and get me.� She laughed as she turned the door knob opening the door her body backing away from Dean as he stumbled into the room.
With a wide smile Dean walked into the room slamming the door shut with his foot his eyes never leaving Amandas, and her amazing body. He could only imagine what she would look like naked. Licking his lips he walked to her. Once he was right up to her he grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up. With a light giggle Amanda wrapped her legs around Deans waits. A soft grunt escaped her mouth as she was slammed against the wall behind her. Deans mouth latching onto her neck as he roughly kissed, sucked, and nibbled sending waves of pleaser over Amanda.
Dean continued to kiss Amandas neck as his hands slowly slipped under her shirt, caressing her flat stomaching before sliding further up landing on her breast. Smirking against her neck he gave them both a tight squeeze. His smile widened as a loud growl escaped Amandas parted lips. Removing his lips from her neck he pulled her small t shirt up over her head. Leaving her in a plan black bra, exposing her cleavage. Dean smiled as he examined her nearly bare breasts. Amanda dropped her legs from Deans waist dropping her small frame to the floor.
Walking to the man before her Amanda tore off Deans jacket throwing it to the floor with one hand as the other one focused on his shirt, it was fairly easy to get off just a thin piece of fabric. With a grin Amanda ran her fingers down his chest making sure she touched ever every inch of his toned stomach causing Dean to growl with pleasure. Amanda just smiled her mischievous smile before she gripped the base of his pants slamming him to her.
�Little girl likes it rough.� Dean growled as he picked Amanda up again, this time he walked her over to the bed and dropped her to it. Amanda moaned in pain as the bed flopped her back up giving her a bad case of whip lash. She had no time to recover before Dean had already done away with her belt and was feverishly ripping at her pants and underwear leaving her lying on the bed in nothing but a bra. Amanda sat up in the bed resting on her elbows as she watched as Dean disposed of his own pants and boxers leaving him standing there naked. �That,� Dean pointed at the black bra that laid on Amanda chest �Off, now.� He demanded. Deans eyes stayed locked on Amandas as she easily tore the light piece of fabric from her body. As she was busy taking her bra off he took the time to put on a condom.
Quietly he crawled onto the bed, hovering over Amanda with a lustful smile. With out warning he crashed his lips onto hers his hand slipping under the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. With out warning Dean thrust harshly into her entrance. Smirking as Amanda moaned into Deans mouth. With another hard thrust he removed his lips from her mouth only to replace them on her neck. Amanda smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck as he began to rock his body sending wave of pleasure through out her body as his hands explored her open flesh.
With an animalistic growl she pushed the man off of her as she climbed on top of his body. Grinding her hips against his hard cock. This time Dean moaned his hands grabbing onto Amandas� hips his nails digging into her skin. Dean bucked his hips hard against Amanda causing her to yell out in ecstasy. Taking control, Dean sat up Amanda still in his lap as he forced her hips up and down on him. With a light moan Amanda placed her lips onto Deans neck gently kissing and licking the soft area as she picked up the speed grinding her hips harder and faster on Deans large member. Amanda hummed in Deans ear as he trailed kisses down her neck to her chest his hands gently caressing her breast as he did so.
A wave of pleasure wiped over Amandas body as she screamed out her body shaking with pleasure, Dean grunted loudly his hips bucking hard as he released his fluids. Out of breath Dean flew back against the bed, causing it to squeak awfully loud, Amanda followed Dean falling forward with him. Rolling off him she laid next to him her breathing irregular, sweat dripping down her forehead. She smiled looking over at him, noticing he was in the same state as her a light laugh left her mouth.
�Wow.� She managed to choke out between her breaths.
�Yeah.� Dean replied. Rolling over, he placed his arm around Amandas small body pulling the covers out from under her and placing them over her naked body before he preceded cuddling into her. Amanda didn�t protest she was too tired to care at the moment. It wasn�t long before they both passed out from exhaustion.
When morning came, Amanda was already up and almost all the way dressed, all she had left to do was put her boots on before she�d be on her way. Picking up Deans jeans from the floor she pulled out the keys to her car as well as the motel keys. She smiled to herself the events of last night replying themselves in her head. Dean was still in the bed, sleeping the sheets only covering his naughty parts but exposing his nice toned chest. His eyes slowly opened as Amanda sat on the edge of the bed putting on her boots her hair tied up into a right pony tail, still a little damp from her early morning shower.
�Morning� Dean grumbled sitting up. With a smile Amanda turned around to look at him. Standing she walked over to him leaning down she placed a sweet kiss on his lips.
�Check out is at noon.� She whispered in his ear leaving a gentle kiss right below his ear load as she placed the hotel keys on the table. Backing away she smiled. �Maybe we�ll run into each other again sometime.� She called to him as she grabbed her bag and headed out the door leaving a dumbfounded Dean sitting in the bed. Shaking his head he climbed off the bed and got dressed. No doubt Sam would be wondering where he was. Quickly he got dressed and left the motel room, leaving the keys at the front desk, and walking the short distance to his car. A smile came to his face as he saw Sam lying in the passenger seat fast asleep. Walking over to the drivers side he quietly opened the door and got in only to slam the door shut jolting Sam awake. Rubbing his face he looked around confused on what was going on.
�Were where you?� Sam asked, followed by a yawn as he starched his arms behind his head. Dean just smiled, Amandas face popping up into his head.
�You wouldn�t be able to handle it Sammy.� Dean replied turning on the car. Sam just rolled his eyes and shifted into a sitting position in the car. Revving the engine Dean turned up the radio. Smiling as a song he loved came on. Sam smiled as Dean began to sing very loudly and very obnoxiously, the windows down so everyone in a blocks radius could hear him; he danced around the car as he began to pull off.
Amanda laughed loudly almost falling off the trunk of her car. The site she saw was just too funny. Even after they drove off. Him dancing like an Idiot replayed in her mind over and over again making her laugh each and every time. Composing her self she hopped off her car and walked over to the drivers� side. Throwing open the door she slid in and started up her nice dark blue 1966 Mustang GT. It was her baby her dream car, and she felt pretty damn hot driving it. Backing out the drive way she slammed on the gas sending the car flying down the old country road. It wasn�t long before her car caught up with Dean and Sams. With a mischievous smile she switched lanes and hit the gas pulling up to the side of them.
�What the hell� Dean mumbled as he saw a car closing in on them. Gripping the steering wheel he papered for whatever was about to happen. Deans body relaxed as a familiar face appeared next to him. With a wide smile on her face. Amanda kissed her hand and blew it at him followed by a wink as she slammed her foot on the gas speeding ahead of them. Switching back to the appropriate lane once she passed them.
�What was that about?� Sam asked his eyes stuck to Dean as he just smiled like an idiot his eyes concentrating on the car in front of him.
�A wild ride, that�s what it was Sammy. A wild ride.� Dean said with a laugh and a shake of his head watching as Amanda�s car disappeared from view. Sticking his head out the window he screamed really loud. The music blaring with his voice.
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