Supernatural Imagines

Dean x Reader- How You Met

      You tore through the underbrush, trying to get away from the thing that was chasing you. It was something most people would have not even gone near, but not you. No, you had to go and try to kill the dang thing all by yourself. What was it? Oh, nothing that scary, just a freakin' vampire-werewolf hybrid! You glanced back, hearing it gaining on you, and turned to your left. You hoped that getting to the nearest road would maybe make it think twice. You burst out of the forest into a back street, bordered on the other side with a graffiti-ridden cement wall. What you weren't expecting was him. You skidded to a stop as the man in black turned towards you. You observed each other, you taking in his beautiful apple green eyes and short-cropped dark brown hair as he observed your wild (e/c) eyes, tangled (h/l) (h/c) hair, and the silver pistol in your hand.

       "Run." You breathed that one word and turned towards the woods as the monster came out. You raised your gun and fired three silver rounds into the beast's chest, but it kept coming. Another gunshot echoed from behind you and you turned to see the handsome man standing next to an equally gorgeous car, pistol in hand. When the were-vamp kept coming, he yelled, "What the heck is that thing?" You walked over to him and saw the trunk of his car was filled with weapons, salt, and flasks of water. You turned to him and said, "You're a hunter."

       "Yeah, now what is that? Silver bullets kill werewolves." You nodded and grabbed a silver machete from the car's trunk, looking at it. "I guess werewolf-vampire hybrids are immune." You twirled the machete around in your hand and grimaced. You glanced at the other hunter and he gave you a WTH look followed up with "A what?!" You saw the were-vamp about a foot behind him and knocked the gun holding the weapon cache open over, slamming the trunk. Once it closed, you backed up a half step, and then ran onto the now-closed trunk, leaping onto the roof of the car, much to the man's protests. He turned as you ran two steps across the roof of the car and jumped towards the monster. You swung the machete mid leap and landed at the same time as the beast's head hit the ground. You turned to see the hunter glowering at you and he growled, "Nobody. Walks. On my car." You shrugged casually and sassed, "I could've just let him eat you." He gave you a look and then laughed.

     "Yeah, I guess so. Thanks for saving me. The name's Dean Winchester." He stuck out a hand and you placed his machete in it, rather than shaking it. You pulled your hair up into a ponytail, looping the ever-present hair tie that you kept on your wrist around it.

      "Thanks for the help, and loaning me your machete." You gave him a little wave and sauntered down the alley towards the road. You paused and turned, "My name's (y/n) by the way. (Y/n) (y/l/n.)" You walked away, leaving Dean standing next to his car, staring after you as you disappeared into the night.