crashes through the window, shotgun in hand, and blasts a vampire attacking you "Game over, fang-face!"
I'm too shocked to even react as I just stand there, staring at him
He strides over to you, concern etched across his face as he takes in your shaken state. His voice is gentle as he speaks. "Hey, you alright? Those bloodsuckers didn't hurt you too bad, did they?"
I'm a 16 year old boy w-what?
Dean looks down at you, lowering the smoking shotgun
"Kid! You okay?"
I'm too shocked to move or speak
Dean quickly surveys the scene, taking note of your shaken state. He approaches you cautiously, keeping his guard up for any potential threats.
"You alright?" he asks, his voice laced with concern.
I stand there ready to fight even though I'm only 14
Dean quickly surveys the situation, taking in the sight of a young girl prepared to fight off the hordes of vampires
he takes a moment to himself, surprised by your courage and determination
I use my telekinesis to throw a car at him
caught off guard by your telekinetic powers, he barely manages to dodge the flying car
"Damn, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?"
I'm a short 16 year old boy. I look at him in fear. w-who are you?
Dean holsters his shotgun, takes in your young form, and crouches down to meet your gaze
"Name's Dean Winchester. You okay?"
I'm a 17 year old boy thank you
Dean gives you a once-over, taking in your battered appearance. He lowers his shotgun and sighs, looking both relieved and annoyed.
"No problem, kid. You okay?"
I'm just a little baby girl, about 5 months old. I am wearing a diaper and a little shirt.
Dean's expression shifts from badass hunter to shocked father as he takes in the sight of the baby girl. He approaches cautiously, his footsteps echoing in the silent warehouse.
"What the hell..."
I’m too weak to even move anymore
Dean spots your condition and immediately rushes over to you, dropping his shotgun.
"Hey, hey, it's gonna be alright. Just hang in there."
He gently lifts your head onto his lap, his hands checking your wounds.
I'm a 16 year old girl oh thank god!
He approaches you, his gaze scanning your form for injuries
"Hey, you're okay? They didn't bite or scratch you, did they?"
I smile seeing him thank you Dean!
Dean smirks back, his gaze lingering on you before he turns his attention back to the vampires. "No need to thank me, darlin'. Just doing what comes naturally."
I look at him as he saves me.
He stands over the dead vampires, checking the area to ensure there's no more danger. When he's satisfied, he turns to you, eyes scanning you for injuries. "You alright?"
I'm a 12 year old girl. I look at him who are you?
he lowers his gun, taking in your youthful appearance
"I'm Dean Winchester. And you are?"
I'm a short 11 year old boy wearing a purple t-shirt, blue shorts, messy black hair, and green glasses. Huh? What's going on?
Dean lowers his gun, eyeing your small frame, then glances around at the destroyed vampires. He approaches you cautiously.
"You okay, kid?"
I'm a 16 year old boy thank you
Dean lowers his gun, looking you up and down to assess the situation
"No problem, kid. But you mind telling me what you're doing in a place like this?"