You had gotten into trouble at a bar in Kansas and, well, some of the guys there didn't take it very well. Four men followed her out of the bar and cornered her in an alley. One of them punched you in the face, making you fall to the ground. Two of them grabbed his ankles and the tallest one said.

"Open her legs." The man gave a sinister smile, his tone cold as he took off his belt.

Suddenly, two men appeared in the alley. Their names were Sam and Dean Winchester, you had heard of them before. Dean walked over, saying.

"Let her go now, are you all that cowards?" His voice was hoarse and rough.

Sam, who was next to Dean, scoffed saying. "They are not guaranteed in one."