Demons, Demigods and Hunters (Percy Jackson/Supernatural)

Chapter 10

Anna

By the time Anna had gotten out of bed and driven her Ducati Monster towards Sam's apartment, she had heard the sirens. Revving the engine she drove every shortcut she could take, legal or not.

She pulled up next to the Impala, she watched Dean drag Sam out of the building as a fireball blew out the windows in his apartment. She got off the bike, abandoning her bag. Both swords were wrapped tightly and stapped along the side of the motorcycle.

"Jess!" Sam's voice broke when Anna ran up next to him. She glanced up at the building in flames. She saw a dark shadow swoop out one of the windows.

'Demon.' she thought to herself.

"Was she still in..." Anna couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence. Dean nodded quietly. Suddenly Sam went still. People poured out of the building as Dean and Anna stood and watched it burn. Sam walked back to the car, opening the trunk sorting through the weapons.

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Dean

"Guess I'm not retired anymore." She said quietly. Dean looked at her in surprise.

Anna's eyes had gone cold, a pain he barely understood reflected in the inferno that billowed out the building. Dean was a little afraid of the empty expression on her face. The it contorted into a fierce and tightly controlled rage.

"Great." he managed to stammer out. The anger in her eyes was not something he had seen very often, mostly in his father's eyes when on the trail of the thing that killed Mary Winchester. He followed her back to his car, where he saw a black and blue Ducati parked. Stenciled in dark grey he could just make out on the side of the seat

Kill'em dead, then do it again Blu - death boy

'What the hell?' He thought.

Two long packages were strapped to the side of the bike and when he reached out to check them out Anna smacked his hand away. She looked from him to his brother meaningfully. Dean sighed and rounded the Impala. Sam checked one more gun before tossing it into the trunk.

"We've got work to do."