Good vs Evil (Dean Winchester/Haley James/Tate Langdon-Kyle Spencer)

Chapter 1: How it all Began

" What's happening with you, Hales?" Dean asked." You know I can help." He then took my cold tiny hand into his warm one." Let me help you." I look down at my feet." What is it, Haley?" His voice was full with worry. I look around and made sure they weren't near by. I turned back to look at him and said in my small voice," They hate me." He held my hand a little tighter then before," I'm sure they don't hate you." I looked him in the eyes." They do. I hear them. They go into the cellar, and talk." He could hear as my voice cracked towards the end of the sentence." What do they talk about?" I looked at my shoes then back at his eyes again. This time their were tears that filled my brown eyes," Sending me to hell." A tear rolled down my cheek and his free hand came up to wipe it away." You heard them say that?" Dean asked. I nodded my head as another tear rolled down. I then put my arms around him. Couple seconds later he hugged me back. I noticed he was just a little bit taller then me. I looked up still hugging him." If I disappear, will you come look for me?" He moved some lose hair out of my face to the back of my ear." You're not going to disappear." I buried my face into his chest. I could hear his heart beat." If I do?" I feel his chin rest at the top of my head." You won't, and you know why...? Because you've got me. And as long as I'm around nothing bad is gonna happen to you." I held on tighter to him." You promise?" I pulled back to look at him in the face." I promise." He said as he smiled at me and I smiled back. I looked at Dean's watch and saw it was almost six." I have to go, they get mad at me if I'm not home before dark." I was half way across my yard when I hear him," Haley! Wait, here's my phone number. If you get scared, I want you to call, okay?" I shake my head." I'm going to protect you, I promise." I hugged him one last time before I went inside.

I hadn't slept in weeks, and all the crying tired me out. I took the house phone up stairs with me after dinner. I got ready for bed and laid down. Then all of a sudden I felt the need to close my eyes. I got up, grab the phone, and crawl under my bed. I also had Dean's number in my hand. I then dial the number. It rang four times before he picked up," Hello?" I looked around my dark room." Dean?" I whispered." Haley? Are you okay?" He sounded like he was sleeping." I'm scared." I backed up so my back was touching the wall." Why, Haley? Why are you scared?" His voice filled with worry again like earlier as he became wide awake." They're waiting to get me. I can hear them. I'm sorry." I heard him sit up from his bed." Haley, why are you sorry? Hales?" I start to put the phone on the floor." I'm falling asleep. I'm sorry." As my eyes start to close the last thing I hear is," Okay listen, go over and open the window. Can you do that? Haley? Haley!?"

My eyes opened a little to see the kitchen table. I felt someone carrying me, but I couldn't look up to know who it was. It was like I could see everything, but I couldn't move a single muscle. Someone gently picked my head up and I was place into a small space. All of a sudden I heard something slam shut, and I completely woke up. I saw my mother and father though the small window. I panicked as I realized I was in the oven. I hit the oven door with my hands." Mommy! Daddy! Please!" I shouted. I was so scared that I screamed NO at the top of my lungs and the door flew open, sending both my parents at the ends of the kitchen. I was shocked, but waisted no time to crawl out as fast as I could. I was about to get out of the kitchen when a huge foot stepped on my back so I couldn't move. I felt my father grab both my arms and pin them to the ground. He had replaced his foot with his knee. While my mother put her knee on my hand and was squishing it to where my fingers were breaking. She grabbed a roll of tape and cut a piece. All I could do was struggle and scream for them to stop. My dad then pulled my hair, so I was looking up at them." It's time for you to go to hell, Haley." My dad said with a huge grin." Why?" Was all I could whimper." Oh didn't mommy and daddy tell you? They don't want you and they never did. They hated you from the second you were born. Both of them knew how much of a freak you are. So they called us to help get rid of you, and let us use their bodies to do it." I started to cry." No. No, they didn't. Mommy, daddy please I'm scared. Don't do this I love you!" My hair was pulled back even more. Which caused me to scream and my mother took that as an opportunity to tape my mouth shut. Then my father got up and I started to crawl again, but they both grabbed one of my ankles and started to pull me back. I tried to kick them, but it didn't work. As they dragged me I used my nails to try and stop the movement, but they just broke. The tip of my fingers that used to have nails, was now covered in blood. They got me to the oven, and tried pushing me in. I heard banging on the door and someone screaming," Leave her alone!" Which I realized it was Dean. They tried to close the oven door, but I put my hand out and grabbed the counter so they weren't able to. They pushed and pushed, squishing my forearm in the process. I used my free hand to take the tape off and scream. That's when I heard Dean's dad, John, scream," Open up!" By that time my parents had successfully, closed the door. They
where tapping the handles together, so I wasn't able to get out. When they finished my mother reached to turn on the gas. Before she turned on the oven, she turn to look at my dad for permission. He nodded and I then felt the heat. I was still banging on the door as they just looked at me with smiles on their faces. The weird thing was, both their eyes were pitch black. I could hear John and Dean trying to break the door down, but by that time I'd be dead. I watched as a cup fell off the kitchen table, and my parents looked back. Then all of a sudden, my parents were thrown away from the oven. Both hitting their heads and which knocked them unconscious. A boy with long blond hair and piercing dark brown eyes appeared in front of me. He cut the tape, but rushed out because John and Dean had gotten in. I was too weak to push the door open. Dean came running in the kitchen door with his dad behind him." Oh my god." Was all Dean could whisper before he open the oven door and carried me out. He laid me on the ground and went to the sink. I heard water running and then I felt a wet cloth on my shoulder. John was too busy tying up my dad, that he hadn't seen my mom grab a knife and slowly came at Dean and me. I pushed Dean out of the way and I shut my eyes waiting for the pain. I opened them to find Dean kneeling in front of me waiting to be hit like I was, and in the background John standing over my mother, who was now on the ground with a huge cut on her forehead. Dean opened his eyes and pulled me into his arms. I let out dry sobs as I buried my face in his chest. John carried me to their home after calling the police and making sure my parents were tied up. I let my hand fall to the side, and I felt someone grab it. I turned to look at Dean holding my hand, and I smiled.