Marishka Winchester

Prologue

       John Winchester finished burning the wendigo's body, glancing around at the human remains on the ground. This sucker had been a pain in the ass to find, and he didn't even save the family! The wendigo attacked them on the way home from a camping trip. Mother, father, and their daughter. The parents were now just a pile of burning flesh next to a crashed car. If only Mr. and Mrs. Marks told him...He kept an eye on the family since he sensed something off about them from the start. He'd be lying if he said he thought they were human, but since he had no proof otherwise, he made sure the bodies were properly disposed of. Of course it was easier to hide the bodies in the huge Rocky Mountains of Colorado. He sighs, turning to the survivor, their three year old daughter.
The young girl had brown slightly curly hair from her father and beautiful, vibrant green eyes from her mother. He puzzled over what to do with girl, aware he only had a limited amount of time to decide. John had to get this show on the road before the police showed up. He had a five and a nine year old to get back to.
"We should get you to a new home now Marishka." He said gently to the little
"A new home? What about Mommy and Daddy?" Marishka whispered, blood from the wound on her forehead running down her pale face.
"They..uh...they've gone away for awhile, and you need someone to take care of you now." He said quietly.
"I don't want to live with a stranger..." The young girl hesitates before flashing John a pair of puppy dog eyes, "Can't I stay with you till Mommy and Daddy come back? I don't want to be alone...."
Looking into the girls big green eyes made it impossible for the older man to say no. She had been through more then any three year old should, but he didn't see her cry once. She'd make a great hunter one day. He also didn't want her to be adopted by two assholes who are unworthy of being parents, it happens too damn often. This way, his five year old, Sam, can experience what its like to be the big brother and have a responsibility for someone, this girl would fit into their messed up family perfectly. John had already grown quite fond of her while working this case anyway. She didn't act weirdly like her parents, and definitely seems like she might actually be human. Maybe her parents were just weird humans then...
"Alright, lets get into the car before the police showed up."
Marishka's eyes lit up and she ran the short distance to the man's car, eagerly and tiredly crawling in. He help her buckle in, throwing his jacket over her as she leans against the door. He quickly adds to his mental list to buy a car seat for her before going to the drivers side and getting in.
John started the car and began to head down the road. The engine was humming softly, and the days events have been draining. Marishka looked out the window at the world around them before she lost the battle with her heavy eyelids. When John Winchester looked back at his new daughter, the brunette was fast asleep.
"Welcome to the family..." He whispered before turning his attention back on the road.