Harry gazed down at the body before him, his eyes glowing in the full moon. His fangs grazing his bottom lip as he smiled with a feral gaze down at his victim. The moon's lunar glow graced his back, leaving his victim in his shadow as he towered over him. The grin grew as he leaned forward, his voice low and sweet as he whispered softly towards the being as if he was just another lover. His hands flinched as he watched as the other slowly did as he was told. Harry laid one of his hands onto the pale cheek, his face closer to the other. His eyes half closed, he leaned even closer in, his body almost touching the other.

That's when he heard the soft voice upon the wind. His name simply whispered among the rustling leaves. His eyes glanced at his victim before turning away from the dazed man. He didn't look back as his power gathered around him. In the moon's glow, he vanished from his little hunting area.

He was pushed up into the wall just as his feet landed onto the grass. His eyes narrowed as he growled, his hand flying out to strike out. He hit flesh as fresh blood landed onto his face, ground, and on his claws. When he gazed at the being before him, Harry did not think, but lunged at the creature before him. His body hit solid, the smell like rotten trash, the flesh falling off at certain spots, and they landed onto the ground. He was on top, his hips straddling the creature, the being struggled against his hold; however, when Harry opened his mouth to command, a voice called out.

It was female, and when Harry looked over, he was knocked off. The shock and possible worry, Harry did not stand or fight as the creature lunged at him. His hands held behind his back, his body held by shock. The woman, held someone very dare to him. In his shock, he could only stare.

"Bobby." Harry whispered softy as he noticed who she was holding. The glare of silver below Bobby's neck, caught Harry's eyes before his eyes meet the woman. Lighter pair of golden hazel eyes stared at him, a smirking smile upon thin lips, high cheek bones that was framed by chocolate brown hair and he hated the way that she was smiling as if she knew.

Knew who he was.

"Well, I have heard about you, Mr. Siren." She whispered eerily as if speaking low would make her more evil. Harry could only chuckled at that simple thought for he had fought and killed worst, bigger things than her. She on the other hand, raised a brow to the chuckle as the other creature started to feel worry as if it could feel.

"Have you now?" Harry questioned as he settled down a little as he looked over the situation. He could possibility be fast enough to kill her, but the creature holding him would attack Bobby; however, hidden among the shadows were three others. Feeling out towards the shadows, Harry felt the Winchester brother's cores and something else that felt unthreatening. He glanced behind him, feeling the creature with his power, creasing the other up and down. The creature moved uncomfortable behind him. He smiled softly as the woman grew inpatient at his distraction.

"Yes, I have." She stated while pressing the knife closer to Bobby's neck, drawing small specks of blood. That had Harry's attention faster than possibility having someone moaning below him. She smiled sweetly. "A hunter and a siren. That is not what you hear every day."

"I had to see it for myself."

Harry growled as the blade drew more fresh blood, the creature behind him, held him tighter as he tried to fight to get loose. Harry growled, his eyes glowing as he fought even harder against his restraints.

"Now, now," She started, walking towards him with Bobby still attached to her hip, she leaned in to face him. "Why won't you try to use your voice?" She chuckled as she watched Harry fight the urge to do the very thing. Then suddenly she took a step back in shock. The sudden hiss as he lunged at her, his teeth bared, claws drenched in his own blood, Harry chuckled.

"Scared, kitty?" He whispered, his voice light upon the wind that softly blew in. "You have no reason to be scared." He continued as his voice grew low, even to the point where no one could hear him. The creature on the other hand, had suddenly let go of the siren.

Harry dusted himself off, smiled softly, he glanced over to the creature and in a song like voice, Harry whispered among the wind, "Eat." And the creature did eat, but not it's master, or Harry, but on itself. The woman could only watch as her creature chew itself to it's death. Her glare was heated with hatred towards the siren and press of the knife she hissed as she drew more blood, Harry glanced over to her with a frown.

"You don't understand what a siren is." He said it so softly, that she had almost missed what he had said. When he was pressed up against her back, his hand upon the knife, Harry leaned into her. His touch was soft, not there, and he licked up her neck as his fangs grazed against her exposed skin. His other hand lightly touched her hip, pulling her fleshed against him.

"Just a mere touch, makes someone go crazy." He whispered in her ear, "Dead or alive." He took the knife from Bobby's neck, pulling him away from the woman. Harry made her face him, their eyes meeting.

"Even touch could bring them closer, but," He held her head close to him, looking like he could kiss her. "A look could compel them to move." His eyes glowed softly, a sudden change in his power had everyone who was watching gaze with shock.

Bobby watched as the siren before him, pulled the other even closer. His eyes could not leave the couple before him. He heard as the others stood beside him, their eyes not leaving either. They watched as Harry pulled the woman into a kiss, held her there even when she started to struggle away from him. The kiss started out soft, but Harry forced his way into her mouth, his tongue playing with hers. They did not notice when thin black lines started to form around her mouth, even when she started to struggle. Thin lines started to appear around where Harry had touched bare skin, it wasn't until she was lifeless in his arms did they notice the thin black lines, her lifeless eyes blinded as she was dropped to the ground.

The siren then turned to them. His eyes glowed brightly, not seeing who was standing before him. His form appearing between the hunters, his hands already reaching out before stopping mid-way as those eyes started to focus.

Harry first leaned on the balls of his feet, his hands behind his back as his looked over to the being that stood between the brothers. His eyes were glancing down the body, his body leaning closer to the being, not even noticing the sudden change in his own body. Harry then suddenly looked at Bobby, his hands still behind his back, his eyes glanced down the older male's body.

"You are still bleeding." He stated as he noticed that the blood had not clotted around the small, shallow cut on the hunter's neck. He went out to touch the cut; however, he stopped right before the tips of his fingers touched bare skin. Out of nowhere, the other being pulled up against the siren and held out a thin cloth. The siren looked down at the cloth and back at the being.

"What are you?" Harry whispered as he took the cloth from the being. Then suddenly he started to blush as if he was caught doing something wrong. He pulled himself closer to Bobby, not touching the other, Harry lightly started to press the cloth into the cut.

"I mean," Harry started without looking at anyone. His eyes focus on the cut he had to stop from bleeding. He did not want to be master less, again. "Who are you?" He questioned softly as if he was self-conscious of himself. Harry didn't see when the other stood beside him, leaning slightly, watching him as he cleaned Bobby's wound. So when he looked up to see who was standing next to him, Harry blinked before letting out a shriek of surprise and took a step back in his sudden need to run.

"I am Castile, angel of the lord." The angel stated curious of why the creature had moved away from him. Harry looked even more confused, as he watched the angel move closer to him. They were not even a half a foot from each other, and Harry, still in his shock and surprise, backed away from Castile.

The Winchester boys wanted to laugh, Bobby on the other hand wanted to pull Harry away from everyone's view. Bobby looked shocked at that thought, not knowing where it had come from, he went to take a step forward to help Harry away from the curious angel; however, before he could even take a step, Harry had disappeared from their sights.

No one knew where he had left too.

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