Supernatural Elements (Saku Winchester & arkaniel1)
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				Title: <strong>Supernatural Elements (Saku Winchester &amp; arkaniel1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 03:35:43</strong>
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				A big Victorian house could be seen perched on a small rise in the city of San Francisco, California. It seemed as though it was just another ordinary day and indeed it was because nothing out of the ordinary had happened, at least for the moment, which was a blessing for the Halliwell sisters. Finally, a time when no demons were out to get them. It seemed almost too good to be true. Then again, that whole incident with Aviva had just been resolved yesterday so maybe they were due for a bit of break. Prue had already gone to work at Buckland's Auction House early in the morning after having gotten a cup of decaf from Piper before heading out.<br><br>Along the way she couldn't help but recall her talk with Andy the previous night. <em>I can explain. No you can't. Or rather you won't.</em> She had watched him start to walk away and then he had turned. <em>Damnit Prue, I still love you. It just hurts that you don't trust me enough to tell me your secret.</em> His words had hit home and she had wished more than anything she could just tell him. <em>I don't know if I can share it with anyone. I don't know what else I can do.</em> Then the last words he had spoken when she'd asked him if he didn't want to see her anymore. <em>I don't know what I want.</em> Prue shook her head as she tried to put these thoughts aside, she had to pay attention to the road.<br><br>The last thing she needed was to get into an accident on her way to work. Upon reaching Buckland's she parked her Land Rover and got out of the vehicle, shifting her purse on her shoulder and started to walk into the building, dressed in her usual black professional outfit. Another day at work.<br><br>Piper had made sure there was enough coffee left in the pot for Phoebe when she woke up and headed out herself. She needed to get to Quake so Chef Moore wouldn't yell at her, she hated getting yelled at but took it in stride because there was nothing she could really do about it. He was the one in charge, not her. Her sisters told her constantly to stand up for herself and she would do it. One day. Just not today. There was too much to be done today. Of course the day ended rather quickly when Chef Moore closed down the restaurant due to an outbreak of rats in the kitchen and Piper got the day off earlier than she had expected.<br><br>So she headed home in her car, wondering if Phoebe would still be there...she probably was since Phoebe didn't have a job like she and Prue did, where else would she be?<br><br>It had only been a few hours or so since they had left behind Sarah. Originally if Sam had shown an interest in someone they stayed in his mind for a long time afterward but he and Sarah hadn't really had a relationship together, they'd just kissed and gotten to know each other on a personal level. But it meant something and that was why he thought of her while he and his brother were on the road. There wasn't much else to think about, so why not think of something nice? Typically, Sam was in the passenger seat since Dean would never let him drive his baby but he didn't mind, at least not too much. <strong>"So where are we going now, Dean?"</strong><br><br>Sam asked as he looked over at his brother, waiting to hear what Dean was going to say since obviously he had somewhere in mind. That was when the phone rang and Sam picked it up to hear nothing on the other end of the line and looked at the device to see that it was simply a text message instead of a person on the other end. He looked at the text which simply said coordinates and a city, San Francisco. <strong>"Looks like we're going to San Francisco."</strong> Sam commented as he glanced over at Dean, placing the cell phone in between them as the Impala roared down the highway...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural Elements (Saku Winchester &amp; arkaniel1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 04:18:36</strong>
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				With his sharp features, dirty-blonde hair and penetrating eyes, Dean Winchester was considered to be a handsome guy. He was succesful with the ladies when he wanted to be, though he sometimes failed when he needed to be. For while Dean radiated self-confidence and often came of as bossy and arrogant, he was still a very down-to-earth kid, deep within. Sam accused him often of being simply a follower, a clone of their father. But he wasn't. Sam was so much more like dad that it wasn't even funny.<br><br>Dean's most important trait was his protectiveness. He didn't fight to be a hero, he didn't even fight out of vengeance, really. No... he wanted to keep his obsessed father and his vengeful brother safe. Hunting his mother's killer was all well and good, but Dean would prefer to simply have a family, to be a family, no matter what life they had. No. Instead, Sam had to leave to go to college. Where Dean had always been obedient, and lacked the courage to say and do what he wanted, Sam had resisted their father and went where he wanted. The older brother was envious for that. <br><br>And all this, it ate at him.But every time, he put it out of his head. He had a job to do. A duty. For him, hunting demons and protecting the innocents was his job. He did it because he was aware of that world and because he could. Not because he wanted to and not out of revenge. He was mulling this over, even as they drove to California. Sam had been too preoccupied with Sarah, but Dean had seen something that could be demonic activity in the newspaper. San Fransisco seemed to become a breeding ground for the supernatural, if the veiled hints on the papers were any indication.<br><br>This suspicion was only confirmed when his brother received a text message, with the coordinates and the destination he was already driving for. Typically dad. Letting them chase leads like this, puppeteering them around for no clear purpose... Dean sighed, before answering his younger brother. <strong>"Yes, San Francisco. Seems like our kind of thing. In fact, either that city is hit by a very unlucky and weir streak of coincidences, or their have been more demons and the like active there than we have faced in the past year together. It stinks. But we need to go there. Besides, more demons might mean more clues to find our buddy."</strong><br><br>He sighed again, tapping his fingers on the wheel in the rhythm of his favourite song, currently blaring out of the radio. <br><br>"Any other clues in the message? Or can you start checking dad's diary? Some information would be nice. I am tired of following dad's crumble-trail blindly."<br><br>Disgruntled, he focussed on the road again, even as they passed the sigh for San Francisco - California!<br><br>-<br><br>Phoebe bustled about the Halliwell manor. Things weren't going that great in her life at the moment. Her first year at college had been a total failure. Demons stalked her family. She couldn't get a date. And to top it all off, where her sisters had cool powers and managed to hold down a job, she had nothing on both accounts. Vague premonitions... Really usefull when in a fight for life and death against fire-ball throwing demons from hell, no?<br><br>Her life sucked.<br><br>Drowning herslef with the last of the coffee, she grabbed the newspaper, determined to at least find a job till she could pick a new major at the college come fall. But just as she was about to pour over the Job Advertisments, the doorbell rang...<br><br>-<br><br>The Impala parked on the road, in front of a reddish-pink, wooden manour in the San Francisco suburbs, Dean stood at the door, looking at his brother, while he pushed the doorbell. They had driven into town, and not knowing where to start, they had started scanning the place with their little 'Supernatural-meter' Or the EMP detector. Seemed that there was a pretty big concentration around this home.<br><br><strong>"Hope somebody is home",</strong> Dean murmurred to Sam, <strong>"And I kind of like this frontal approach this time. Way better than spending days in the library!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural Elements (Saku Winchester &amp; arkaniel1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 22:04:56</strong>
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				If Dean had told Sam that he was more like their father, the younger Winchester would have denied it vehemently. He had always tried to be independent and break away from the family business when he'd gotten to be of age since who in their right mind would have wanted to risk their life? Well, risk their life fighting demons anyway. Firefighters and police officers risked their lives in their own jobs but that was different, they were up against crazy psychotic men with no supernatural abilities, not demons that only possessed humans and carried their own kind of demonic magical powers with them. There was a big difference. Plus firefighters and cops got to retire in twenty years.<br><br>Yes, there was always a chance that they wouldn't survive but they had much better odds than Sam would have. Now if Sam stuck with hunting demons and supernatural entities with his brother and father, there was no end to it and he'd be fighting until he was dead. He didn't want that kind of life. So he'd broken away from&nbsp; his family to go to college and that had made Dad go nuts and nasty words had been said between them with all three parting on bad terms which Sam regretted but he had needed to leave no matter what. If leaving on bad terms was the only way he would be able to accomplish it then so be it, it was better than getting killed by a demon or at least it was in his opinion. <br><br>Dad should have believed in him, should have supported him. But maybe he was asking too much of the man, John's obsession with the thing that killed Mary knew no bounds. Sam shook his head trying to forget about this as he glanced at Dean. He looked over into the back seat and reached back to pull out Dad's journal as he flipped through the pages, trying to find some mention of this place and the coordinates they had been given only fifteen minutes ago. After about a few minutes he found the coordinates and the location and there was a sketched picture of the Halliwell Manor along with a few notes to the side and underneath it.<br><br>The one written parallel to the house said <em>Halliwell Manor</em> and underneath it was a short blurb that Sam started to read, his eyes going back and forth as he took in the information. John spoke of a woman he called Patty and an older one known as Grams. Not too much was said other than apparently John had saved Patty's life and had been invited into the manor to have a little talk with Grams. He also mentioned something about how he seemed to feel as though 'magic' was in the air although he couldn't sense any dangerous entities and then there was a note mentioning his desire to return again in the future. To make sure things were alright.<br><br><strong>"Huh. Seems like Dad's been here before. We're looking for a place that looks like this. Called the Halliwell Manor. Dad says that he knew a woman called Patty and someone called Grams. Probably a grandmother or something from the sound of it. He also said there seemed to be some sort of magic within the house but not a dangerous kind. Strange. What do you make of it, Dean?"</strong> Sam asked as he looked up from the journal to see what his brother thought of it all. Not too long afterward with the coordinates and the sketch of the house they managed to find it and the Impala parked on the road, in front of a reddish-pink, wooden manor in the San Francisco suburbs.<br><br>He got out with Dean and they made their way up to the front door where Dean rang the doorbell. Sam rolled his eyes when Dean told him he preferred this sort of frontal approach. <strong>"Well we didn't have to look up anything this time because Dad gave us all the information we needed for once."</strong> He shot back and waited to see if anyone would answer the door. Sam figured when the door was opened they would ask to see if Patty or Grams were home and say that a friend of theirs wanted them to check up on the two women to make sure they were alright. Piper was almost home, she could see the familiar street that she needed to turn onto in order to get to her driveway.<br><br>She continued to drive at a leisurely pace since she didn't have anything to do today for once. Thank god. Maybe for once she could relax and simply do something entertaining for herself. That was until she saw two men standing at the front door and she frowned, wondering who they could be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural Elements (Saku Winchester &amp; arkaniel1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 23:45:11</strong>
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				<strong>"Of course dad left us enough information for once. That is what makes me mistrust the place. Remember the places where he sent us to where we apparently needed almost no information? It makes me shudder to think about what we'll find here if he deems we need that much info. A figurative shudder of course. Those demons don't scare me. Except the ghost in the lake. That one was creepy", </strong> Dean shot right back.<br><br>It might surprise Sam, but even though Dean appeared to be his father's man through and through, he wasn't. The oldest Winchester son just did whatever it too to eep his family together, even if that meant going against Sam. But by now, he was getting annoyed. Having gotten Sam back, Dad didn't seem to want them around anymore. Dean despised that. Why train them for almost all their life, but then, when they really needed to fight, hot on the trail of the demon who killed mum, but had apparently been mostly aiming for Sam, they were stuck on a crosscountry roadtrip, hunting the little critters of the night.<br><br>Dean's inbuilt radar for threats (another figure of speech) assessed how one person, female by the sound of her fluffy slippers, was approaching the door to open it, while another one was pulling up next to his Impala. His hand disappeare into the pocket of his leather jacket, wrapping around the handle of his trusty pistol. The bullets were filled with seasalt, so, if the attack was demonic or ghostly, it would be quite effective in at least holding them off long enough to escape... and if the recipient was human by coincidence, it would feel unpleasant, but there would be no real damage done.<br><br>The door opened to reveal a gorgeous brunette, while a slightly older brunette, also beautiful, but more homely, walked up the driveway to the door, obviously the sister of the first one, with Sam and Dean in between them.<br><br>Dean smiled his most charming smile, his eyes twinkling merrily as he drawled out, <strong>"Hi there. Either of you being Patty or a woman called gramps? We heard they were the people to talk to around these parts."</strong><br><br>-<br><br>Phoebe finally made it to the door. Having grown warier about strangers ringing the door, or any strangers at all, really, with the recent months of demons attacking them, she held her muscles loose and her hands ready to fight. She often wished she had a cool power like her sisters. But that wasn't to be. Instead, she focussed on martial arts, the lighter, more dance like ones, in which she excelled, through sheer determination, natural talent and a body to die for. Lean, fit, tight, yet with the muscles in the right places.<br><br>As she opened the door, revealing two handsome guys about her age, her dark brown eyes widened instantly. all thoughts about danger forgotten, as hse glanced down towards her own clothes, or the lack of decent ones. She only wore fluffy pink bunny slippers and an equaly pink bathrobe. How... humiliating, in the face of two such studs. Luckily, the situation could be salvaged, as their attention shifted towards her approaching sister.<br><br>But then, the oldest one, with the spiky, short, dirty blonde hair spoke up and asked about her mother and her grandmother in such a way, he almsot seemed to know about the secret of the Warrens. But how could the two of them have met her parent and grandparent if they were only her age? She would remember two good looking boys her own age visiting, would she not?<br><br>Not trusting to draw attention to herself, what with her still sleep-ressed appearance, she looke in askance at Piper, whom came into answering range.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Supernatural Elements (Saku Winchester &amp; arkaniel1)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 14:21:57</strong>
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				Sam looked over at his brother when Dean spoke of figurative shudders and just rolled his eyes, not saying anything at all. But when talk turned to the lack of information and what they were faced with in Dad's journal at the current moment, Sam frowned, actually agreeing with Dean for once. <strong>"You have a point there."</strong> He said and looked over at the Halliwell Manor that the Impala was parked right across from. What was this place hiding? They got out and made their way up the steps to the building and Dean rang the doorbell while they waited for someone to answer it, preparing themselves in case Patty or Grams answered, not really knowing what they were going to say.<br><br>But Dean was good at being spontaneous. He'd leave it up to his brother. Dean always liked to be the one in charge anyway and Sam didn't really have a preference at the moment so he let him take control. Since Dean would probably be looking at the attractive bodies of the two women and not their expressions Sam decided to pay attention to the latter while Dean feasted his eyes on the former. Sam would have been rather surprised if Dean actually managed <em>not</em> to stare at them, since they were rather hot and Dean had never been able to resist women like that. In fact there had been numerous occasions in the past when such a thing had gotten them both into trouble.<br><br>The younger Winchester caught the glances that went between the woman who answered the door and the one approaching behind them on the steps and he tilted his head to the side curiously. Obviously something was up. But what? <strong>"Is there a problem? We don't actually know them but an old friend of ours does and wanted us to check up on them since we were passing through the area."</strong> Sam explained, hoping to reassure them that they meant no harm since he knew that look all too well due to the fact that he and Dean used it all the time. It was the look that meant 'do these people want to kill us' look and he wondered why these women would be using such a thing.<br><br>They <em>were</em> hiding something, the only question was <em>what</em> were they hiding and how important was it? Piper could see two somewhat tall men standing at the door to her house and Phoebe could be seen as well which made Piper wonder what was going on, were these two of her sister's friends? From New York perhaps? <strong>"Phoebe...friends of yours?"</strong> Piper inquired, glancing from Dean and Sam and then back to her sister, having not heard the spiky short dirty blonde haired man's question since she had been a bit too far away at the time. One thing was for certain, they didn't seem like people from around this area, at least not the good part of town.<br><br>There was something a bit off about them but Piper couldn't quite place it. She wondered briefly if they were warlocks but then warlocks usually tended to strike first and ask questions later and they hadn't attacked yet but maybe they were waiting for all three of them to get together first. After all, the power of the charmed ones was better than only two of them. But Phoebe didn't look as though she were scared, more like uncertain and that made Piper feel nervous, what had the two men said before? Had her sister engaged in conversation with them before she had arrived and something was said that made Phoebe nervous? It was frustrating coming in at the end of a conversation.
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				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 16:32:17</strong>
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				She listened to their greeting and questions, quite confused. How did they know? Phoebe was fretting. The only people who usually knew were those that were not of the well-meaning variety. And now, she was fretting even more, since Piper had obviously missed the secret sister telepathic communication to distract these two handsome guys from her poorly dressed form! <br><br>Instead, all attention was on her, with her last question. Self-consciously, she shifted under their gaze, before some of the more self-assured Phoebe broke through and she decided to make the best of it. Showing of her curves and fit body, she stood straight, one hand on her left hip, the other hand casually leaning on the door jamb. She presented a highly alluring image to any male biped seeing her.<br><br><strong>"Well, there are no Patty and grams here, anymore... they passed away a long time ago. But if you had something to tell or ask them, we should be able to help you", </strong> her dulcet voice answered the question of the boys, before she glanced in askance at Piper. However, she continued, <strong>"Although, I do not know you. How do you know our mother and grandmother? I am sure they never mentioned guys like you..."</strong><br><br>She didn't mention that she herself had barely known her mother at all, and even Piper only barely remembered her. Prue was the only one who had spent a lot of time with mother on a conscious level, as well as dad.<br><br><strong>"As for that matter, who are you exactly?" </strong> She looked at them expectantly, her mind whirring, readying to lash out with some fancy martial arts moves if they decided now was the time to attack.<br><br>-<br><br>Dean's eyes were feasting. Two gorgeous brunettes, one dressed rather professionally, the other in not so revealing, yet still sexy sleepwear and a tiny robe. Well, this assignment was looking great so far. He just hoped these girls didn't turn out to be possessed by spirits or demons. That would throw some dirt in his growing imagination. And considering prudish, hung up Sam was still all gung-ho over Jessica, He would have both these girls to himself.<br><br>"<strong>Well, lady</strong>", he started in his most flirtatious tone, <strong>"Our dad knew your mother and grandmother, apparently. Whatever happened while he was here, and no, I am not suggesting anything of the naughty kind, it made him warrant it enough to send us here to check up on them.&nbsp; And trust me... the places we've been sent to before... well, things are bound to happen here that we would be interested in."</strong><br><br>He gazed at his brother, expecting a disapproving look, but he simply smiled almost cheekily, before turning on the charm and somehow addressing both Piper and Phoebe at once, asking, <strong>"But enough about that, first, I would love to know more about two lovely ladies like you... and you could always share possible suspicions with us about why our father could think you needed checking up on..."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Saku</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 20:30:49</strong>
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				Piper had not missed the fact that Phoebe had wanted her to distract the two men so she could go slip into something a bit more seductive. Now if it had been someone she knew didn't mean them any harm, that would be one thing and she would have given in to her sister's silent pleading but Phoebe should know better! It was not the time to flirt with strangers. Not when you didn't know who they were. And two against two was better than one against two. Not to mention the fact that there was a possibility these were men Phoebe had known from her past when she had been staying in New York which was highly likely, considering the fact that both were fairly attractive individuals.<br><br>From what Phoebe had said though, apparently she didn't know these boys and that made Piper wary of them and she slipped by the two Winchesters to stand next to her sister. She would have said something but Phoebe had already spoken and Piper didn't see the need to repeat the question twice. Piper did narrow her eyes at Dean though when she saw him looking at her in a not-so-professional way and she drew her jacket closer against her body self-consciously. She wanted to say something about it but was too shy to do so and since Dean hadn't really made a move on her she felt no reason to speak up about his roaming eyes. Not yet at any rate.<br><br>Their mother and Grams had known the father of these two men? "What are your names?" Piper asked, figuring that she would remember if a name sounded familiar at all. "What do you mean things are bound to happen here that you would be interested in?" She inquired, not liking the sound of that at all and wasn't entirely sure about these two men as of yet since they hadn't given her any reason to trust them and Prue wasn't home so they wouldn't have the power of three if something went wrong. Piper's mouth twitched when Dean spoke of wanting to know more about them and to discuss why their father would have reasons on checking up on them.<br><br>It sounded like some horny dog who was only interested in getting laid to her. "I'm sorry but we don't know you and unless you can give us some proof you don't mean any harm we'll have to talk out here. Or maybe meet you in town somewhere?" Piper asked as she waited to see what they thought.<br><br>Sam had already made the connection that Dean apparently had yet to make. Not because his older brother was slow but because the first thing that popped into Dean's mind when there was a pretty girl in front of him was sex and everything else came after that. Sam on the other hand noticed relationships and put things together quickly before he let himself look at a person's outward appearance, he was completely the opposite of Dean. "You two are Patty's daughters and Grams was your grandmother, right?" He asked, putting together the pieces of the puzzle while Dean continued to get hung up on Phoebe and Piper's bodies which was typical of Dean.<br><br>Even though the latter was trying to make it obvious that she had no interest in him. Sam sighed, shaking his head and pulled his brother away from Phoebe. "Dean. Pay attention, we came here for a reason, remember?" He smiled at the two and stuck out his hand to Piper, apparently she was more like him than Phoebe was since Phoebe and Dean were eying each other as though they both wanted to jump the other's bones. Lovely. "I'm Sam and that's my brother Dean. Sorry about him, he can be a pain sometimes. So you say the people we mentioned passed away? I'm sorry about that. Is everything okay here though? Nothing strange happening? In the past or present?"<br><br>Sam asked as he waited to hear how Piper would respond since he didn't want anything bad to happen to the descendants of the two women Dad had mentioned in his journal.<br><br>Piper was beginning to like Sam a lot more than Dean because it seemed as though this one had a brain that wasn't focused entirely on sex. She took Sam's hand and shook it, listening to what he had to say and chewed on her lip, wondering if she should invite him inside but still had issues with that idea. After all he could be a smooth talker but still turn out to be a demon or something evil and she really shouldn't take a chance like that but still he didn't seem bad and she didn't have a bad feeling about him like she did with most evil creatures. Well if things got bad she and Phoebe could always go upstairs and call for Prue on the house phone or the cell phone if the house one got disconnected.<br><br>And they had the Book of Shadows upstairs too in case they needed to quickly cast a spell on these two men should they turn out to mean them harm. "Why don't you come in and take a seat in the living room." She offered and stepped out of the door, nudging Phoebe to go in as well.
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