Supernatural

There's a world out there that many people have witnessed, but so many have cast it aside as imagination. Its the world of the paranormal. There are things out there that cant be explained, and it can be evil. There are people whoever, that take it upon themselves to saving people from these things. They hunt the paranormal and the evil, but its a hard life, and its one that many people die from


Name: Logan Winchester
Age: 21
Personality: Adorable smartass. Brave. Protective. Good Solider. Likes a good time
Appearance: Tall. Short brown, spiked(in front) hair. Athletic. Handsome
Bio: Logan and his sister(if you'll reprise your role janis =]) were little kids when their mom died a mysterious death. This sent their father on a quest for answers. He got involved in the world of hunting, and got Logan and his sister involved in it too. They were trained since they were small kids. Now they join their father on a quest for answers as to what happened to their mother.
Anything else worth mentioning: Logan's in love with his 67 Impala =]

*Lmao. I remember this. Good times. Good times. And I will accept the role*

Name: Allison Winchester
Age: 18

Personality: Adventuress Dare Devil. Is bored easily without excitement.
Appearance: Long brown hair although it is usually streaked with some different color. She changes it depending on her mood. She is considerably tall like her brother although still inches shorter.

Bio: Following the same situation as her brother, she is a very stubborn person who likes excitement. She finds staying in the same place or following anything that is remotely the same and just average is boring.

Other: She loves animals and often brings home strays.

Janis! Yay! We'll start at the beginning and eventually get where we were back when we did this. When Logan did you-know-what for Janis. (Dont spoil it for Alexis!)

*Lol. I forgot just about everything though.*

Name: Iris Elizabeth

Age: 18

Personality: Kind of quite, with a hint of mystery. Fragile in ways, but strong of heart.

Appearance: Shocking green eyes, with long black hair. Ivory skin tone, and a pretty face. Small structure.

Bio: Iris woke up a few years ago, abandoned in the woods and with strange, repetitive headaches. It was only after being found by another one like her, that she learned about her new found power, and found the mystery of her past. The man who found her was Reese, an intimidating man with a strong power, and she now resides with him and a small group of their kind.

Note: Iris' power centers in her eyes. She has a few forms of telekinesis that take a lot of energy and concentration, and have yet to be revealed.

Haha alright then =]

Logan sat up in his motel room. He was looking over a few maps and some reports about power outages, and failing crops. These signs could point to the demon, but Logan wasn't too sure. Its has been weeks since they saw their father John. He dissappeared after a hunting trip to picked up on the trail of this thing. And ever since then, their dad left then his journal about every evil thing he has seen and hunted. Logan assumes that their dad wants them to pick up where he left of: saving people and hunting things, the family business. While their dad went after the thing that killed their mom.

Logan glanced over at his sister Allison and smiled. She was the only thing besides dad that he had. And his dad would always tell him, "watch out for Ally. Take care of your little sister, boy." ANd Logan always did, his dad didnt even have to tell him, he just knew it was his responsibility.

Allison stifled a large yawn as she turned the page to a magazine that was months old. She skimmed the page barely reading it before closing it completely and aiming a pillow at her brother sitting across from her, hitting his shoulder.

"I'm bored, go get a movie or something."

It was like living in a jail cell and she needed something desperately to keep her entertained. They hadn't been there for that long, but it was the same old cheap motel, and the same old boring waiting for the sun to rise so they could get on the same old road to the same old no where. There wasn't a set destination exactly, which was okay with her, but it still had the same old routine to it and she was starting to get bored. There hadn't been much action, no fighting, no paranormal activity; it was like all the bad guys decided to get together and turn good just to drive her insane.

Her eyes went in and out of focus as the dirty, ally street came closer to her face. Her body was tense, her eyes wide, and skin sweating as she grit her teeth against the unbearable pain that had exploded in her head. If she could think, she would realize that any unlucky passer by might see her as some messed up drug addict, but the pain in her head was much worse than anything a druggie could feel.

These pains had been no stranger to her. It was the first thing she knew when she had woken on the forest floor, writhing among the wet plants and leaves before Reese had found her.

Reese. A 30 year old man with a will to kill. In her right mind, she would have known that he could be anywhere. Standing beside her or a city or two away. Reese was the kind to do what he wanted, no matter who had a problem with it. Iris had kind of tagged along. She had no where else to go.

With a loud thud, she crashed from her arms to the floor as she fought back the sweeping blackness that had come with the sudden burst of fresh pain. Her eyes were now flickering, like a dying light bulb as the rain poured down against her hair and skin. Each drop felt like a nail being hammered into her, and in silent resignation, she welcomed the peaceful black.

Logan threw the pillow back.

"Look, I'm bored too, but dad sent us these coordinates. So something must be threatening this town. IT probably wont have anything to do with the demon, but we have to help somehow."

Logan laid back and looked through a newspaper on the bed. Ally didn't exactly have faith in dad like Logan did. And Logan knew Ally probably wouldn't hold up with this much longer. Logan gazed through the articles till something caught his eye.

"Whatever. I'm bored, I'll be back in an hour or so."

Allison grabbed her cellphone sitting on the bed side table and walked the two steps to the door and walked out of the small room. The air was cool with a slight breeze. It still held a faint bit of warmth of the previous summer's day and although the air smelled of rain, it was better than staying in the small motel room that reeked of the previous tenant's cheap honeymoon. She wondered if the maids hadn't ever heard of air freshener or if they really didn't have a sense of smell. Double checking that she had the hotel key in her pocket to get back in, Ally walked a bit down the road past various fast food restaurants and other hotels. Everything was the same as normal. She wanted some action, something exciting, not that her life wasn't exciting enough. It was just that she had lived with the rush all her life, so she needed more. It was like a drug for her, the excitement, everything. And she was having serious withdrawals.

Logan tossed the newspaper aside and grabbed his room key. Logan had just found something that'll spark Ally's interest. Besides, he wan't comfortable with his sis wandering around alone. Logan jumped in his beloved car and started the engine. This whole job has taken a toll on him. He was getting a little tired of it, but he knew he had to keep fighting. There were some evil sons of bitches out there, and Logan had to save as many as he could.

Iris lost track of the pain, the world, and the pavement beneath her cheek as unconciousness over took her body and slowly closed her eyes. She floated in blackness through the hours as the rain slowed to a soft drizzle and finally came to a stop, leaving her clothes and skin soaked, and her curtain of black hair matted to her neck. Laying out this way, she was a sitting duck for any mad man or backstreet pimp that was looking for a good time or a few bucks.

Luck was with her however. It may have been her ragged appearance, or sheer disinterest that kept the few passers by wary of her still body. Any normal person, even in an ally, knew when something wasn't worth toying with, and with the look of a corpse, she earned her own safety.

As Ally continued walking further down the street she turned down a street that any sane normal person would do back flips just to avoid. It was the exact stereo type of a gang alley way. But in her case, she wasn't normal and her boredom had driven her far from sane. It still gave her the creeps, but she reminded herself again of the cheesy motel room and decided that it was worth poking around a bit. She pulled her hood up as it started to rain and cursed. Her jacket was pretty thin and unless she wanted to scare demons by giving them the flu, she would have no choice but to turn back. And she would have, but she had heard a noise not too far from her. It was dark and the closest light post only spread its lumination to the entrance of the alley. It could have been an animal, but "could be" to her just spelled out the various other possiblities it really could be.

Iris awoke to more pattering rain. The pounding pain in her head had faded to a dull ache, but still, as she stood in the wet darkness, she was terribly disoriented. She attempted to take one step forward, and in doing so ran straight into a trash can that quickly went crashing to the ground and took her down as well. She met the soaked ground with a harsh thud, scraping her arms against the pavement as she did so. The tidal wave of blackness once again threatened her head. It loomed over like a bad storm, and as she tried to pull herself up to her hands and knees, she fought to stay in control.

Through her foggy awareness, she didnt realize that she was crying.

Allison flipped open her phone to cast a small barely visible light on a girl face down towards the ground. She stared at her in shock for a second as she had been expecting just about anything than a girl who looked like she was just about ready to pass out. Ally hesitated lost for words before finally speaking up.
"H-hey."

She stuffed her phone back into her pocket as its screen was getting droplets of water on it and she didn't quite feel like buying a new phone. It was after all her third phone that month. The previous two had met dramatic ends one involving a pervert and the other a very hungry demon.

Her eyes, the only thing that seemed to obey when she moved, shifted to the source of sand. They landed on what appeared to be another person. Through the rain and the darkness that clogged her view, Iris couldnt be sure.

It registered somewhere in her mind that she should be saying something back, making some kind of notion that she had heard the sound that she now recognized as a word. But, she couldnt really figure out what to say, or remember what this person or shadow had said. Her jaw began quake slightly. Weather from cold or crying, was a mystery. It was the only part of her body that moved before she gradually decended back into darkness, and her eyes slowly drifted shut.

Logan drove past an alley and slammed on the brakes. He noticed a figure moving toward someone on the ground. Logan turned off the car and ran down the alleyway with his gun handy.

"Hey!" Logan yelled, but noticed that silouettes figure. It was Ally

"Ally, what are you doin here?" Logan said running up to her. He looked down and saw a girl laying on the ground. Logan knelt down by the girl and felt her pulse. "Well she's alive, barely." Logan glanced up at his sister and looked back at the girl.

Ally cursed again. She would much rather deal with a dead person than one who was passed out. If the person it was dead, it was someone elses responsibility, but when someone passes out right in front of you, it's only right to help them. She sighed thinking that at least it was something slightly different from her regular routine. At least when the girl woke up she would have someone different to talk to. She loved meeting people, they were all different no matter how similar they were. The girl looked harmless, so Ally leaned down to check the girl's pulse just to double check that she wasn't dead. At the feel of a pulse, Allison sighed and did her best to pick the girl up. She was much smaller than herself, and she would easily be able to carry the girl on her back, but that wasn't the easiest thing in the world when you were dealing with dead weight. She just hoped that someone didn't appear down the alleyway and think she was trying to mess with someone. Allison stopped and nearly dropped the girl as she heard her brother call her from behind her. "Help over here?!" She motioned towards the fact that the girl was still passed out and she could move her herself.

(I think I'll just wait for a good time to wake up. : ])

"Damn it." Logan grabbed the girl and held her in his arms. "Might as well take her back to the motel. No sense leavin the poor girl here. Come on, I parked down the alley."

Logan carried the girl to the impala, he unlocked it, and laid the girl on the back seat of his car.

*I'll bbl sorry. Probably in an hour.*

-Meo. : [[-

Again, Iris awoke. Her vibrant, jade eyes fluttered open to a different scene now. It may have been the heat of the car, or the stop of rain, but something had helped the fog die slightly. She at least knew now, that she was in a car. An unfamiliar car.

She pulled herself upwards with a slow movment that almost seemed to take all of her strength, and her the bright green of her eyes flashed over every detail of the car, including the strangers that seemed to own it.

Logan looked at the waking girl through is rear-view mirror. "Hello sweetheart, glad to see you've come too." Logan smiled at the girl in the mirror. "Don't worry, we wont hurt ya. We're taking you back to our motel room so you can rest up." Logan tried to sound as comforting as he could.

Iris shifted her eyes from the back of his head, to the mirror, her vibrant green resting upon the image of his eyes. Her skin was still soaked, and though her mind was clearer than it had been, it still took her a few moments to comprehend the words he had just spoke. Swallow a lump in her throat, she spoke back, her voice soft, but somehow sounding aware. "Its dark..." she said, her voice trailing as she stated the obvious.