;; Hit List -- Xdamnosusx
If you were a hunter, you've heard of Beacon Hills. And Dean's heard of it one too many times in his life time. He's considered checking it out, but he's always had more pressing matters to attend to. However, he'd recently heard, through the grapevine, supernatural creatures were dropping dead at an alarming rate in Beacon Hills. That couldn't be right.
Then he heard about the deadpool.
That's when things started to make sense. Someone had told him about a few assassins that had been killing off these werewolves, banshees, and wendigos. If they were doing it this fast, they ha to be hunters and the best thing to stop a hunter is another hunter. That's why Dean made the decision to come check it out.
He'd gotten word about a few werewolf packs in town and who the alphas were. If there were alphas in Beacon Hills, they'd be worth more and more likely to get killed faster. It was Dean's plan to stop that.
Right now, he was stuck at the high school. Why? For one of the alphas...sadly. He didn't exactly like the judgemental looks some of these teenagers were giving him as he passed through the hallway. But, soon enough, his phone rang and he was quick to answer it.
"No, I didn't hear about that. Okay, well you take her, and I'll take care of this one. Yeah, his name's Scott McCall," Dean said to his brother. "I didn't believe it either. He's just a kid." He waited for a response from Sam while he glanced around the hallway. "Well, I'm gonna talk to him. Let's hope he's not violent, because I'd rather been saving this kid's life than ending it."