Prologue and Author's Note

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(A/N) Hi guys! I'm Martha and I'd just like to give a bit of background info before we get started...
(Also all of the art and photos on the cover I got off google images- none are mine.)

1. I may not be able to update too often because i. I'm a massive lazy ass and ii. My mum restricts my laptop and mobile use tons...
2. This is my first supernatural fanfiction and I'm only on season 6 so sorryyyyyy if I leave out some details or get them wrong please don't sue me I'm only human(ish)
3. I am British so if I say things like 'pavement' or 'autumn' that's why.

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Thanks for reading my ramblings and on with the show!

Prologue

The thing inside her mother advanced towards Alyssa, raising it's knife up high and bringing it down- not in to Alyssa's own heart but into the stomach of her mother.

"Exorcisamus te!" her mother started to gag

"Omnis immundus spiritus!" Alyssa squeezed her eyes shut

"Omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursion

Infernalis adversarii, omnis legio,

Omnis congregatio et secta diabolica." She squinted at the smudged writing on the back of hand. The monster was starting to leave.

"Ergo draco maledicte

Et omnis legio diabolica

Adjuramus te.

Cessa decipere humanas creaturas,

eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum propinare."

It screamed as it streamed out of her mother before collapsing into a crumpled heap on the ground. The black smoke raced across the ground, and Alyssa knew her mother was dead. She was, in the most literal sense, an empty vessel.

And though Alyssa knew she should be mourning, she knew she should cry and scream and flip tables or punch walls- she didn't. She pushed the sadness deep inside her, imagined locking it up in a steel safe and hurling it to the back of her mind.

Taking her phone out of her pocket, she turned away from the bleeding corpse and pressed one contact she'd never thought she'd have to call. Calmly, she pushed the phone to her ear and spoke the second he picked up.

"I believe you." Her whisper echoed around the silent living room as it grew into an ecstatic yell, "It's REAL!!!"

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