Book Three of Keir Winchester
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Keir Winchester...
He's watched Dean get dragged to hell by hellhounds,
He's watched Sam jump into the pit to stop the apocalypse,
He's watched his true love die...
Now he's different, stronger in...
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Dark Keir's Outfit —————————————— My main phone rang, I grabbed it and looked at the name, Sam... I groaned then rolled my head, before answering it. I said" Siren speaking, what do you want, Sam?" Dean said" Not Sam." " Oh, hell no!" I went to hang up, Sam said" Wait, wait, wait, don't hang up yet." " What?!" " Can you just consider coming back?" " No. I don't think either of you would like who I am." " Keir, come on." " What, Sammy? You've been called a monster by Dean too, and it hurt you a lot. Thing is, I really am a monster. Why would I want to ride around in a stupid car half the time with two hunters?" " You're a hunter too, Key." " I kill vamps and ghouls." " You're a hunter and we're your brothers, your only brothers, who'd really like to have their little brother back." " I hate you." " Yeah, I know. Would it help if I say we found Charlie?" " Totally helped. Tell Dean to pull over, and before he says anything, yes, I know you're driving. And shut up." I heard the car pull over, I grabbed my bags and water-ported to them.
I glared at them as I appeared, my eyes glowing, Sam said" Hey, Key." I said" This better be good." " A guy had his limbs torn off, and another guy combusted." " Interesting." " Common part, they were from this thing called Moondoor, and that's where we're headed. They also had this weird tree tattoo, seen anything like it?" He showed me the tattoo, I looked at it, " Nope, you?" " Nope." Dean said" What the hell are you wearing?" I said" None of your business." " You still pissed at me?" " I'm always pissed at you, Dean, there's just good days." " Good to know." " I like the shirt, all right? It's loose, so it doesn't hurt my skin, and layers make me sweat." —— We got to the place, I looked at my brothers, raising my eyebrow, Sam gave me the calm down look as I sent a glare to him. Dean said" Excuse me. Hi. Uh, you are a larper, yeah?" The guy said" I prefer the term interactive literaturist." " Right. Uh, I am special agent Rosewood. This is special agent Taggart." I shook my head, " Hold! Um, guys, we're not doing the whole genre-mashup thing this weekend. We only do that every third month." Sam said" Come again?" " Your fake badges, the cheap suits. It's very cool. I get it. Your characters are FBI agents that somehow traveled to Moondoor, but I'm telling you it's straight-up Moondoor this weekend." " These aren't fake badges." " Uh, yeah, they are, and they're very good, but, um, well, the ID number shifted to 10 digits with two letters mixed in at the end of the year, and, uh, the seal's from last month. Really good work. It's just it's a tournament weekend, okay, guys? So you got to follow the rules. If there's no rules- chaos. Resume. If you would like to join the army of the moons, the queen is always on the lookout for new squires." I covered Dean's mouth then Sam's, I compelled" Where's the queen?" " On the pitch, seeing to new squires." " Go away." He turned, walking away, I turned to my brothers, smirking, I moved the water from their lips. Dean said" You could've done that the entire time, huh?" I said" You idiots were the ones to bring fake badges to a nerd site, so who's the smart one here?" I walked away from them, they followed behind me.
