Long-lost-sister

Where to begin...

Well my names Red and I am a hunter, but not of deer or rabbits. As delicious as they may be, no, I am a hunter of the supernatural. Like the things that go bump in the night. Monsters.
But in a way I am what I hunt as well, though cursed I am still hunted by my fellow hunters for being what they think is some monster.
Except my brothers of course, they protect me, like there pet angel Castiel. My names Alex "Red" Winchester and I'm a cursed human and the keeper of the sword of god, one of many weapons made by the man upstairs. My family was entrusted by an angel, by god, to keep the sword safe under our protection.
And for countless years we have, even from the start at the beginning of my ancestor who had started my curse. A witch's curse, who turns every female born in my family wolves. But shown through our eyes is our furry counterpart, the eyes of the wolf.

Now to my family, they are gone. At least my mothers side. My mother died in the hospital from an unknown illness, I was only six years old at the time. I didn't know why she had to die, I didn't even understand when my grandmother told me she wouldn't be there anymore and that she wouldn't come back. Her death is still on my mind to this day and I miss her, one last thing she left me was the sword.

But it was kept in my grandmother's possession until I was thirteen years old and old enough to handle the responsibility, and it became my main weapon after my grandmother passed when I was only sixteen. I had came home from school to find my poor grandmother in pieces everywhere, it was horrifying and I still see it to this day, I still don't understand why my family was taken from me or why I had to live like a orphan afterwards. I couldn't stay and be found by anyone, so I ran away, my family was never accepted for what they were before so it would not be any different for my case now.
Since my grandmother passed I've been living anywhere I could and eating anything I could find that was even edible, but sometimes I would steal mens wallets whenever I could. I even perfected it without being noticed, its how I had to survive living on the streets.
But I draw the line to stealing from women and old ladys, I do have morals you know.

And that was my life....before I met Castiel and my two brothers. My family.









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