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ULTIMATE WARNING: So far most of my stories are turning out to be SLASH and MPREG. So they may contain mature, Male/Male Relationship and not so graphic sex scenes between two men. If you can't stand these or don't want to read them, please leave this story behind!

AU, OOC (see profile). Mentions of prostitution (mostly).

Alright, guys, since LUTM is over, I decided to start this story I asked about the poll. Pairings will be revealed later, but I have a hunch that you will guess them. Little help: my favorite pairing for Sam and an OMC for Dean.

This story is rated M for some pretty wild scenes, but it's not gonna be all doom-n-gloom.

Hope you'll like it! Enjoy the prologue!

The horde of rain-clouds covered the navy-blue evening sky like a raven-black blanket. Golden threads zapped through them, lighting up the streets of London then a boom of cannon echoed through the night, muting the knocks of raindrops for a moment that fell down to the ground like the feet of marching soldiers on the battlefield. In one street of the town's poverty-stricken part a figure was revealed from the dark by lightning. The figure was running with all of their might, the panting broke through the monotone symphony of the rain. The young one – no more than seventeen – was stumbling at breakneck speed through the garbage that covered the street. The waist-length waves of ebony locks were straightened by the water and tousled by the wind. Snow-white skin was shining, darkened lightly in blue here and there, as it was attacked by the cold: the young one was naked.

The figure was constantly peeking back over their shoulder like the teen was afraid of an enemy, a sob breaking out of them from time to time. At one peek back an obstacle escaped the young one's attention: their foot got caught in it and the teen fell down with great force. Landing on the ground the young one cried out; not stopping the teen wrapped an arm around their chest and crawled forward. Then a voice boomed across the street from the way the young one ran:

"WHERE ARE YOU, YOU DIMWIT OF A SLUT?"

The figure startled then biting down on their lip stood up and – a little slower this time – continued running. The voice followed the teen with more insults and swearing; you could guess from the slurring words that its owner was drunk or more like completely wasted.

The young one then shut their eyes tightly and started murmuring quietly:

"I don't want to be here, somebody help me, I want to be safe, for once in my life I want to be happy… I wish I would get to the safest place in the world…"

As soon as this sentence left the chapped lips, with a small flash of light the figure disappeared.

In the next moment the young one fell onto the ground again, but now in the middle of a huge puddle. The teen tried to stand up, but their strength faded when they got on all fours. Strangely the rain was falling louder; the water almost swallowed the young one. The teen tried to step forward somewhere, but the pains in their body didn't let them causing the young one to cry out. Falling to the side the youngling looked up: the last moment the teen remembered was a giant breaking through the dimness, who knelt down and reached out to the young one…

TBC

I was aiming for the secrecy of the character's sex, so it's not that good, but it won't last long, I promise.

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See you soon (hopefully)!