Maryanne Sawyer

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✧ A mix of an introvert and extrovert
✧ Sweet
✧ Kind
✧ Considerate
✧ Total Goofball
✧ Out-of-the-box thinker
✧ Sarcastic
✧ Emotional

Negatives (At Least 3):
✦ Headstrong
✦ Insecure
✦ Paranoid
✦ Stubborn
✦ Sarcastic (Comes off as a bit of a bitch to people that don't really know her [Uses humor as a weapon])
✦ Defensive
✦ Overprotective
✦ Fragile
✦ Standoffish
✦ A mix of an introvert and extrovert

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Parents: Katherine Sawyer (Mother), Dean Winchester (Father) 
Siblings: Oh yeah. Tons from the future (Although she doesn't know that yet, lol)
Other Family: Sam Winchester (Uncle), Adam Milligan (Uncle), John Winchester (Grandfather), Mary Winchester (Whom she was partly named after [Grandmother])
Important Others: The innocents of the world.
History: Maryanne's story started out horrible from the start. For one, she had three different types of blood from renowned hunting families in her veins. The Winchesters and the Campbells, from her father's side, and the Sawyers [/span]from her mother's. Conceived by Kate Sawyer, 18, and Dean Winchester, 19, both may not have been ready to raise a child, but they were willing to try. So, Dean told his family, and Kate told her mother. Kate's mother was accepted of this, as was Dean's little brother, Sam, of course, it was a big shock for everyone. But John Winchester wasn't happy at all.

He was angry, angry at Dean for letting it happen, and angry in general. He was convinced that a pregnant woman would be a liability, which one would, and after heavy persuasion, Dean followed his father's orders like the good little soldier that he was, and broke it off with Kate, only leaving her with a set of phone numbers, some keepsakes, and a note. It read, "I'm sorry." From there, Kate spun into a deep, dark pit of what is now known as Maryanne's childhood. After Annie was born on January 27, 1998, in Topeka, Kansas, things got bad.

Her mother started getting into drugs and alcohol, both mentally abusing her and occasional slapping the girl as she grew up. She was only raised with one story; it's all John's fault. Kate told her about all the monsters and the things that go bump in the night, taught her how to handle a shotgun and a knife, by the age of seven. And she told her that it was her dad's father's fault. That if John had let Dean stay, then none of this would've happened. So she was raised to hate John, and her views never changed.

When Anne was eight, almost nine, something happened that was worse than a slap given to her by a drunken mother. Her mother's boyfriend came home to watch her while her mom was at work, staggering drunk, and he started to smoke. And later, that led to her being burnt with the butt of a cigarette in her own home. It had happened a few more times after that Maryanne had managed to call her grandma, someone that her mother hadn't spoken to, seemingly since she had been born, and apparently, that was all John's fault too. Her grandmother, Anne Sawyer, called Social Services, and Maryanne was handed to her.

Anne had been unaware of what had been happening to her little granddaughter, and she felt horrible. A month after Kate was put away for child negligence, she died. Ten years ago, exactly a year before Maryanne was born, her Grandma had died, and Kate, being a Hunter, and such a different girl then had sold her soul to get her mother back. And on the night of Maryanne's ninth birthday, she was ripped apart, and Kate's soul was dragged to Hell. After that, Anne packed Kate's house and her's, moving, and herself and little Anne away to Hays, Kansas.

Anne raised Maryanne with caution, always being overprotective, and overall, letting her live her life without monsters. It all got so difficult when Annie turned sixteen. Anne came home from school one day to the most frightening thing that she had even heard. Silence. There had always been some sort of music playing when she had gotten home, but instead of that, all she heard was silence. Maryanne went upstairs to look for her grandmother, only to find her in Maryanne's room, her eyes pitch black. She knew what that meant.

And the worst part was, the demon possessing her grandmother was that of her mother. Kate Sawyer had come back to kill her mother, her daughter, and anyone who had ever wronged her, just for the hell of it. It was a frightening event for her, but Maryanne somehow managed to make it out alive. With the help of an angel that had been watching over her since birth, she was hidden from her mother for the time being, and Maryanne was set out on a mission to find her father.

Two years have past and she's had yet to find either Dean Winchester nor Sam, but she has shaped into a beautiful young woman with many flaws more that show how truly broken she is. Anne is now closing in on a lead that she believes will help her find her father. Her goals? Step one, find her father; Step two:

With her father's help, kill her mother, before Kate kills her.


Alias: Mary
How did you find us?: Supernatural Topsites.
Experience: I started rping when I was eight, and I'm 14 now so... 6 years xp. 
Other Characters: Nope.
RP Sample: Maryanne felt the cold metal of the ashtray poking into her back, the smooth leather of the seats sticking to her sweaty flesh. She had slept in her car again. She wouldn't have time to check into a motel if she wanted to get to Colorado within the next couple days. She was in Stanford, California, and she wanted to get to Boulder, which, if she pressed, she'd make it in the next few days. She was chasing a lead, and Annie had been fortunate enough to catch onto a few leads of the whereabouts of her father. Of course, it would most likely be a wild goose chase and she'd end up with nothing, That's how it always happened.

Two years. Two years since Anne Sawyer's death, since Maryanne's mother had attempted to kill her. She'd cut it close a few times, but barely escaped the reaches of Kate's grasp. It was tiring. She wanted it to end. She wanted to live a normal teenage life with a father and a mother, her uncle, her grandmother. That's all she wanted, was to feel loved. But no. She was a Winchester, she was a Campbell, she was a Sawyer. No indeed, her life couldn't ever be normal.

Her existence in this universe existence made sure of that.


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