|Me and My Muses (meandmymuses) wrote in mymuses_stories,|
@ 2011-08-06 23:36:00
|Entry tags:||[fandom] heroes, [fandom] supernatural, [series] thunder and lighting., [what] crossovers|
Characters: The Winchesters brothers and Elle
Fandom: Heroes/SPN AU
Series: Thunder and Lighting.
Word Count: 710
Prompt: None, random idea for a verse a long time ago.
Elle Bishop wasn’t sure where the boys came from; everything happened so fast and she got spooked, so Elle shocked one of them then took off out the back door.
Tripping over the roots of the tree, Elle scrambled to get up, running, panting loudly as she made her way through the woods with the boys yelling at her to stop.
“I am going to shoot her!” one of them called out, most likely the one Elle had shocked. Elle wasn’t keen on being shot again, so she turned her hand, randomly shooting off a stream of energy to keep them at
“Duck!” There was a yell and a groan. “I am going to kill her…” but he was cut off by the other guy. “She can’t go far, there’s a ravine. So keep you eyes open for she has to double back and we don‘t want to fall in.”
Thinking he was lying, Elle kept running, pushing her way through the branches, then suddenly she screamed as she slid down over the edge, only to grab a branch, hanging on for dear life.
“My guess is she found the ravine,” one of them said in a huff as their voices came closer.
Elle was struggling as she tried to climb up the branch, trying not to give away where she was. She stilled herself once her legs found something stable to pant against.
“Think she fell in, Dean?” And then suddenly the footsteps were right above her.
“I don’t know, Sam, she would be yelling by now…perhaps we were chasing a demon after all.” There was a long sigh and then his feet shuffled away and Elle took the chance to move again.
“Wait...” Sam breathed, but he was hushed by Dean, who heard her, then stepped over and looked down to where Elle was hanging. “Hello, princess, need a hand?”
If only she knew if water was below her, Elle would have let go, he was too cocky. However, dying wasn’t on Elle's schedule for today and she moved to swing up, but the branch started to crack. “Fuck…” she
“I’ll take that as a yes, but if you fry me, I am dropping your ass,” he warned as moved down to get her, but then paused. “Don’t go
anywhere…” he smirked at her and then disappeared.
Not even a minute later, there was a downpour of beer hitting her on the head and Elle screamed in shock, “What the fuck!” she was slipping down now.
A hand reached down, snatched her up with ease. “Insurance, sweetheart.” Dean remarked as he tossed her to the ground and looked at her as the other one moved next to him.
“We can do this the easy way or the hard way,” Sam remarked as he stared at her trying to figure out what she was and pulled out a flask to splash some holy water on her.
Looking indifferent, covered in beer, pissed off, Elle leaned back on her arms and hopped up, “I think I’ll pick the my way,” and sprinted off.
“We got a runner…” Sam took off after her and Dean followed as he called out, “I hate when they do this.”
The chase went on for about five minutes, but then Dean lunged at her, tumbling her and himself over to where he was on top of her.
“Look, we just want to,” before he had finished Elle had flipped them so she was on top and as he fought with her. “I am not above hitting a girl,” he warned.
That only fueled her rage, “Funny, I am not above hitting boys,” Elle hit him right in the eye and scrambled to get off him.
“Son of a bitch,” he reached out for her, grabbing a hold of her leg, tripping her. “You are not going anywhere, darling.” He pulled her back to him.
She was a little drenched from the beer, enough to hurt her, but not bad enough that she couldn’t run. Twisting her body around she shoot her hand out, ready to blast Dean.
Sadly between ready to release some energy and scrambling to get up, everything went black since Sam used the butt of his gun to knock her out.