DEAN
I looked to Presley who was still shaken up. We had gotten out of the cornfield and drove the rest of the way back to the motel. I pulled into the empty parking space near our room. Presley was pretty broken back there when Leslie died. It felt right holding her close like that. No stop it Dean. You could never love her.
"What?" Presley asked snapping me out of things. Did I say that out loud?
"No you didn't" She said, "I think the witch did something." She looked teriffied.
"Like what?" I said outloud already knowing the answer.
"You know the answer dumb ass. I can hear your thoughts. And by the way. Everyone loves me." She gave me the asshole look and got out of my car.
"Whats going on?" Sam asked. Or I though he asked.
"Did you ask that out loud?" I asked him. I probably sounded paranoid.
"Yes." He gave me a look. I could here his thoughts -What the hell is wrong with him?-
"What the hell is wrong with me? I'm freaking out." I said. I shut the Impala door kind of hard but I rubbed it gently telling it sorry. I put my arms on the top and stood there.
"I can here everyones thoughts." I looked to Presley who stood there with her arms crossed.
"Me too." She said. Sam looked at us with a questioning look.
"Let me guess. You just called me psycho?" I made that sound a little ya thats right bitch.
"I know what this is. Because me and Kyla have something going on thats weird too." Sam replied.
"What that your freakishly tall and she is well... normal?" Presley asked. Nice one kind of.
-Thank you.- She whispered in her mind.
"No. Watch." He walked to the door and opened it taking it off the hinges, "Kyla bent the steering wheel." He pointed to her. Presley started to get mad.
"You did what to my car?" She tapped her finger on Kyla's chest pinning her to the door.
"I wouldn't mess with me. I'm super strong." She lifted Presley up and threw her onto my car. Presley groaned and flipped on her stomach. She did some type of mind thing with me.
-Kyla would never do that even if she had super strength.- She looked at me with a worried look on her face. Kyla wasn't Kyla.
-We'll watch out for her.- I mind thingied back. I helped her down from the car and we walked into the room. Sam had the door propped against the wall.
-She's going to try and lead us away if shes not her.- She mind messaged me, -She's probably listening to us right now.- I nodded and sat her on the bed. I layed next to her.
"Man this sucks." I said aloud to Sam.
"Yea. Especially because," He walked up next to Kyla, "She's not Kyla." He took her by the throat and pushed her against the wall. She kneed him in the gut and tryed to run but Presley got in front of her and slammed her to the ground.
-Damn thats hot.- I said to myself not remembering she could hear me.
-Thanks.- She whispered back. I made an uh-oh face and walked towards the knocked out 'Kyla'. I looked to see a necklace hanging on her neck.
"Necklace." I said as I snapped it off. She started to morph into her true form. Her hair was brown and she was beautifuly tan. I felt Presley hit me. She must of been reading my thoughts.
"Never do I ever want to hear your thoughts again after this." she said to me.
"Oh trust me. You'll hear a lot." I replied. I stood up after have been bent over looking at the witch, "Tie her up."
"That won't do you much good." Sam said.
"Why?" Me and Presley said in unison.
"Shes a yearling witch. She can do anything with her powers as long as she has them. You see yearlings feed on 2 people who were born in the same year for power. If she catches one she has them get her pregnant until another of the same year comes. Then she kills them while she is still having twins. They have twins everytime." Sam explained. A little confusing but ok.
"So she has one to have 2 of the same year. Then she keeps the man who gets her pregnant, alive until another man of the same year as the guy who gets her pregnant, comes along?" Presley asked in a little less complicated way.
"Or woman." Sam replies.
"And they have twins everytime? How long do they live?" I asked.
"As long as they have power and don't get themselves killed." He replied.
"So what about these powers?" Presley looked at Sam with confusion.
"That is how she tells who is of the same year. 2 get the same power." I said not knowing how I knew that. Sam nodded. That must of been his thought.
PRESLEY
Well this is perfect.
"So thats why the tornado never hit the lake area." I said concludingly. They nodded, "What about Kyla?" She was my best friend. Was she dead?
"She's still alive until I'm dead." Sam replied.
"Well what now?" I asked.
"We need to get ready." Dean said cocking his gun.
"We have the power until she's dead." Sam said, "So don't kill her."
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