Supernatural/Dark Angel drabble(s)
liberateourtime asked for a Supernatural/Dark Angel crossover, so I did one with 100 words, which lead to another with a 100 words, so technically two drabbles :) still six to be asked *pokes you*
The fist came at him from nowhere, or rather, he was too busy studying the facial features of the man in front of him, as the fist seemed to blur it came so quickly and it smacked him straight in the jaw, sending him reeling backwards, and he would have hit the ground had it not been for Sam’s strong hold grabbing him before he did so.
“What the hell?” Dean cursed, spitting out blood, Sam’s hands guiding him backwards toward the Impala, their hunt for Doppelgangers officially over, as their attacker glared in a way that positively screamed Dean.
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The clone, who they could only assume was four-nine-five, and his friend step backwards defensively.
“Why do the Supernatural get such a kick out of looking like you?” Max and Alec’s super-hearing heard the tallest mutter and they watched the clone smirk, before wincing at his bruising jaw. “Aw come on Sammy, you’re just jealous-”
“Shut up, Dean.”
He wasn’t sure why, but at that moment, Alec careered forward, yanking at the shorter man and getting a good look at his neck.
“Hey!” The tallest protested, but Alec wasn’t listening.
There was no barcode.
He wasn’t a transgenic.
What the-?
Aha!