Demons, Demigods and Hunters (Percy Jackson/Supernatural)

Chapter 62

Anna

"Look." John Winchester scratched the back of his neck. Anna let the engine idle. The boys had already headed out in the Impala, both of them irritated after trying to talk her out of going with them. She simply talked them into dizzying circles until they left her alone to get ready.

Dean had slammed Baby's door especially hard. He seemed angrier about it than Sam, his face a dark glower. She lifted the visor of her helmet, raising an eyebrow at John Winchester, waiting for him to continue.

"My boys seem to really like you, and it sounds like you three have been through a hell of a lot together. So I'm going to say my piece and let you make a decision. But you're still bleeding from whatever the hell clawed you up.' Anna started. She hadn't let any of them help her re-bandage her side. There was no way he should have known that she'd been clawed.

"But that's a red flag to a vamp. Stay behind, it's safer for my boys if you don't come along." Anna tightened her lips. Then she reached up to the collar of her riding jacket. She pulled it down, exposing a white scar on the junction between her neck and her shoulder.

"You don't trust me. I get that, I really do. That's smart. If I were you, I wouldn't want me here either. And maybe my injuries make me look like a liability. But believe me when I say, I have to come. I thought I'd eradicated them all. I didn't fight my way out of what we thought was the last nest, I didn't watch my little sister get torn apart, just to be sidelined when it turns out I fucked up. These vamps, they're my mess." She pulled her helmet on over her head. John Winchester nodded.

"Then you better not get my boys killed." His face was hard, but his eyes were softer. This was a man who understood a vendetta.

Anna laughed, colder than Kihone in December.

"Even clawed to hell, I'm better than a couple of fucking vampires." She slammed her visor down and tore out of the parking lot.