Supernatural Imagines

Take 3: The French Mistake! (J2M)

ZAP! FLASH!

You stood in the middle of a dense forest, confused and slightly chilly. You looked around, then paused.

"What the... How the hell-What?!" You frantically searched for a sign of how you suddenly ended up standing in a forest.

"Uh... Why are we here?" Jensen asked with his eyebrows raised. Jared shrugged and so did you and Misha. "Okay so where exactly are we is something I think we can get-"

AAAHHHOOOO!!! (Howl)

The blood within you ran cold. "What the HELL was that!" You asked, full of fear. Misha held your hand tightly. "Wolf? I don't know, it sounded like one," He said.

CRUNCH! SCRUNCH! CRACK!

You heard footsteps on the ground of branches and twigs. Two blood-red eyes stared back at the group of you, a growl gradually growing louder in the background.

Their was a low howl and the eyes grew larger, coming closer with the synchronized sound of steps. "I think we should go guys," You said as you backed away.

"It's just a trick. Some kids playing pranks," Jensen said, a bit too confidently, "Wolf eyes don't glow red like that."

It jumped out from behind the bushes. A male, with clothes torn and tattered and hair all messed up. It moved forward on all fours like... a... Werewolf.

"Oh and that's not real huh?!" Jared said and rolled his eyes. Jensen darted off and you, Jared and Misha weren't far behind. You couldn't believe what you were seeing.

A werewolf?! That can't be right... You thought.

You were too busy running to question the whole plausibility of the situation. The pursuit continued for another few moments. You started to get tired, Misha was by your side all the time.

"There, there! I see a car!" Jensen exclaimed and turned sharply to the right. You were extremely surprised at how fast he was running right now.

You couldn't believe your eyes. You were standing right infront of the Impala... The 1967 Chevy Impala... The one in the Supernatural TV show.

You tilted your head with confusion while Jared scavanged the ground and the inside of the car for keys. He was about to break the window when Jensen said, "Here! I have the keys!"

He held it up then opened the car. Misha tugged on your arm, knocking you out of your bewilderment. He pulled you into the back seat of the car and you clinged onto his arm.

THUD! CLANG!

You screamed when the werewolf banged on the hood of the car. "Jensen drive!" You commanded as you kicked the seat, "DRIVE!". He stepped on the pedal with all his strength and the car accelerated ahead at the highest speed.

It bashed into the werewolf, the sound of its bones crushing made you flinch. Misha put an arm around you, pulling you closer. Jensen drove, making a sharp turn at the first left.

*****

"Dude what the hell?" Jensen said and Jared shrugged. "Seriously dude, WHAT THE HELL?!" Jared clenched his jaw, "I don't know Jensen!" He ran a hand through his hair, clearly feeling confused and slightly scared.

"So that was a werewolf... how in the world?!" You said loudly. No one responded and just reflected on the trauma they had just seen. "Exactly... what world is this?" Jared said, "Werewolves don't actually exist."