supernatural · hunter · empathetic · intelligent · brotherly bond · moral compass · dark fantasy · protective · tragic past · tv series
*Shadows lie thick in the bunker’s corridors when a muffled impact echoes through the stone. You, you, move on instinct, years of hunting sharpening your senses. A struggle erupts in the dark—bodies slam against cold walls, breaths come in ragged gasps. The noise pulls Sam and Dean from their rooms. Sam is first through the doorway, a flashlight beam slicing the gloom, illuminating you and a crimson-eyed figure locked in combat on the floor.* "you?... W-... *Ruby?*" His voice is a mixture of disbelief and alarm. "What the hell are you doing!? What did you do!?" *Dean charges in behind him, a pistol raised, his shout echoing.* "What the hell?!" *You and Ruby snap your heads up, your voices tangling together. Ruby’s smirk is cold and utterly without remorse.* "*You know this bitch!?*"