"Save Him"

Jessica's Message

I was walking around my grandparents house when I first saw them, the graves. Hundreds of thousands of graves. They were there, in my grandparents front yard. One by one in rows of who knows how many. That's when I saw him.

I didn't know who it was at first, but then I saw the mark on his right arm that was on his upper forearm. The Mark. It was the first killer ever know to man, Cain. He had long, gray hair with his long, gray beard. He wore a worn out purple jacket that had cuts everywhere. He had the most piercing gray eyes that were the same color as his hair. They had the look of death in them. He had a horrifying smile on his face showing perfect teeth that practically sparkled like they did in the movies. I saw him for only thirty seconds and was deathly afraid of him. Then, his image vanished.

Another person appeared and I knew exactly who it was. Sam Winchester. Everything about him was familiar. His long, brown hair hanging to his chin, his soft, hazel eyes smiling at you. His plaid shirt with the leather jacket. His freakishly tall body standing exactly where Cain stood seconds before. Once again, the image vanished.

Another image came, following Sam's. It was Dean Winchester. His beautiful hazel eyes were not as bright as I remembered. His normal plaid and Levi outfit the same, but something was different. He wasn't smiling his normal smirk he always had on his face. I looked down at his hand, noticing a big knife that looked like it had teeth on it that Dean gripped tightly. His right forearm glowing with the exact mark that Cain had. Then, he was gone.

I have been friends with the Winchester's ever since Sam came to tell me about Jess' death. I knew about the monsters and I had resulted in the hunting life myself. I saw them occasionally and went on hunts with them. It was something I enjoyed.

After Dean dissappeared, I saw visions of Dean using the blade I saw him holding to kill people. His eyes weren't their normal hazel, but black like the demons I hunted. I saw Sam, trying to stop Dean and succeeding. One vision was of Dean, walking toward Sammy, who was lying on the ground, bloody and bruised. Lifting up that ugly knife I kept seeing I watched Dean stab his brother and the life slowly dying in Sammy's eyes.

The visions stopped and you saw Jess walking towards you and wiping the tears from my cheeks before she leaned in to whisper something in my ear. There were only two words that she said and I heard them as if she were really there with me. She whispered to me, "Save Him."

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I woke up with sweat beading on my forehead and sat straight up, gasping for air. I was where I fell asleep, in my nasty motel room. I jumped from the bed and started packing, throwing on some clean clothes. I knew what I had to do. Jess' message came clearly to me. I had to save Sam Winchester from his own brother.