she_fell (she_fell) wrote in lost_world, @ 2013-04-23 18:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | !status: complete, anna milton, davis cameron |
Lost (Mikey)
Anna had been on her own for the past year. There had been Castiel for awhile and then he'd disappeared on a hunt. There was no sense of closure, no hint as to what might have happened. He was just... gone without a trace.
Gone meant death for hunters, though there was a part of her that wasn't ready to believe that. Even if it might not be true since her grace had faded, there was a part of her that believed that she'd know if Castiel died.
Regardless, she was on her own and there was a whole world's worth of people to help. Anna continued on. Hunting, staying off Heaven's radar, surviving. Always surviving.
She didn't know what to think when she woke up in a house. She hadn't slept in a house since her human parents... well, that was something that was better not to think about. There was a moment between sleep and wake when she was almost back in the house that she'd grown up in. When she almost expected her mom to be making eggs or pancakes or something like that. It was only once consciousness truly settled in that she realized how unlikely all of that was.
The former angel sat up and took in her surroundings. She frowned. What was this? It didn't feel like a trickster exactly, but where was she? And what was with the creepy bunny motif?
She wandered through the household, finding more of that odd sense of decoration. Who lived here and why did they seem to be intent on combining the commercialized celebrations of His resurrection with All Hallow's Eve?
The redhead made it out the street, hoping that she would find more answers there. Hoping, and... she stopped and looked around, confusion etched into her features. Where was she?