You didn't know when you first met them. The night where your whole life went upside down. Everyone has his own story how he got into hunting. Your's included them.
You had an awesome night with your friends. It was around midnight when you arrived home and saw that the lights were off. Your parents must have been asleep already so you opened the front door as quiet as possible.
As you closed the door and turned around you saw your moms favorite vase on the floor, torn into pieces.
You furrowed your brows as you walked past it and saw the damaged living room.
Nothing was where it belonged anymore. Broken glass,the bookshelf was smashed in, the couch table was across the room broken into several pieces. Your breathing got heavier the more you saw. What on earth could have caused some mess like this?
You just opened your mouth to call for your mom when someone attacked you and pressed you again the wall. You couldn't even scream because the man who attacked you also pressed his hand on your mouth.
Your eyes widened and your lungs refused to obey. The man infront of you had short brown hair and blood all over his face. He held a knife against your throat and you felt adrenaline pump through your veins. Your heart was alarmed so it pumped desperately against your chest.
"I won't ask you twice. Let her go." His voice was deep and so serious that it sent shivers down your back. Even though you didn't know what he was talking about his voice was so intimidating that you would have let her go if you knew who it was.
"I don't know what you're talking about.", you stuttered through his fingers and he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Dean maybe you should check first if she even is one of them.", another voice said and you cringed at his voice.
Another man, taller than so called Dean, came in to the living room.
Before you could understand what was going on you were sprinkled with water and cut with a knife in your arm. You cried in pain but he didn't seem to care.
After that he let you go immidiatly and stepped back.
"She's clear.", Dean said and turned to the other one.
"We have to tell her."
"No she is not.."
"They were her parents!"
"No!"
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! I'm calling the cops right now.", you yelled and cut off their conversation. You went to the phone but as you grabbed it Dean smashed it back on its place.
"The cops won't help you sweetheart."
Your whole body was shaking and you couldn't quite process what was going on.
"'Who are you guys and what happened to my parents?!", you couldn't stop yelling. It was sort of like self defense.
"Look. I'm Sam Winchester. This is my brother Dean. We are here to help. You are the daughter of Jack and Brenda Gillies am I right?", the taller one started talking to you very calmly and looked into your eyes.
You totally forgot the wound on your arm and found something to press against it as you saw blood dripping to the ground.
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