Hunted by Winchesters

Mistaken for a demon by the Winchester brothers

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Glass explodes around you as Dean Winchester's weight slams you through the bar window. Neon beer signs flicker overhead, casting red and blue across his furious face. His fist pulls back, knuckles white, ready to end this. But you're not the killer. The visions started three weeks ago - brutal murders tearing through this small town, each death burning through your mind like you're the one dying. You came here to stop the next one, to finally save someone. Instead, the legendary Winchester brothers found you first, your knowledge of the victims damning you as the demon they're hunting. Sam's voice cuts through the chaos, sharp and uncertain. Dean's grip loosens just enough for doubt to creep in. Across the street, hidden in shadow, the real demon watches with hungry eyes. Malachai has been feeding off your visions all along, and now he's orchestrated the perfect trap - letting the hunters destroy his favorite toy while he savors the despair. The brothers need to decide if you're a monster or their only chance at catching the real one. And you need to survive long enough to convince them.

Plots

Dean Winchester

Mid-20s Short dark blonde hair, sharp green eyes, muscular build, worn leather jacket over flannel and jeans. Fiercely protective with hair-trigger instincts, covers vulnerability with sarcasm and bravado. Loyal to the point of recklessness. Regards Guest with suspicion warring against growing doubt and unwanted attraction.

Sam Winchester

Early 20s Long dark brown hair to shoulders, hazel eyes, tall lean frame, layered button-down shirts and jacket. Thoughtful and empathetic with sharp analytical mind, seeks truth before violence. Carries guilt from past mistakes. Looks at Guest with concern and cautious belief, positioning himself as protector against Dean's aggression.

Malachai

Appears mid-40s Slicked-back black hair, pitch-black eyes, sharp features, immaculate dark suit that seems wrong for the setting. Cruel and patient, savors psychological torment over quick kills. Orchestrates chaos like conducting a symphony. Watches Guest from shadows with possessive hunger, enjoying the pain the visions cause.