In the middle of a shadowed, midnight forest, an adult male could be seen standing. In a spot dense with tall, slender trees. The sky above begins to darken as the sun sets, casting an eerie glow behind the trees. As well as casting the trees' long, lanky shadows. A dense fog is beginning to fall over the forest, with a chill air that follows. The fog grows thicker the further the sun sets, as well as the already chill air growing colder. His dark blue eyes scan the area around me as he holds his weapon in hand, incase the need to engage in battle with any of the Supernatural occurs.<br/><br/>The male stands at 6’2, and seems to be in his late teenage years. He sports a rather muscular build, and stands very straight. He has chin length, very dark brown hair, light skin. He wears a dark blue T-shirt, with a black chest plate over it. As well as dark blue jeans, and black combat boots. Over his hands he wears brown, fingerless leather gloves. On his back rests a double bladed sword with single edged blades both folded against each other that are wave shaped and are each 3 feet long, as well as painted navy blue with lighter blue edges. The blades have a 2 foot long black handle folded together beneath them.<br/><br/>The figure’s eyes soon narrow as he hears a noise behind him, and turns around, his eyes scanning the area where he heard the noise from, until they land on a figure moving in the distance. He slowly reached for the weapon on his back, and pulled it out as silently as he could, holding it in his hands as he awaited the next move of the nearby figure.