You slammed the door and threw on some clothes. You sat down on the bed and cried. After about ten minutes your eyes had dried and Sam walked in.
"I'm not in the mood to talk right now Sam."
"Whoa, just asking if you have finished packing for Louisville."
"Yeah, i'll get on that."
"Dean told me what happened. I-"
"No Sam! Spare me the ridicule."
"No I mean, I thought it was noble to risk yourself for others. I support you. What got you started?"
"Well, my mom died when I was a baby. It was a fire started in my house and it killed her. Years later, a year after high school, I went home to see three people in the living room. My father's throat was ripped out. A woman was on the floor, her head sliced off. And another woman, covered in blood holding a machete. I looked at her and she told me to pack my things. I did as I was told and got in the car with a duffle bag about fifteen minutes later. She said her name was Ellen and she took me to her home, a roadhouse where hunters hang out, and took my bag to a spare room. I met her daughter, Jo, and lived there for years. She taught me how to hunt, and ten, eleven years back she gave me and Jo a new piece of advice. "Stay away from the Winchesters." Then crazy things started happening. The apocalypse. And then, one day, they went to help Bobby and never came back. There. Happy?"
"Ummm...I need to go talk to Dean." he ran out.
Dean's P.O.V
"Dean!"
"What?" Sam came into my room. He told me that he talked to (Y/N). She told him her story. I looked at him, shocked.
"You mean...she's like...you?"
"Yeah. We've gotta tell her." he walked out, and I followed.
Plot twist + cliffhanger! MWAHAHAHAHA!!! I'm not sorry!!!! Actually I feel a little bad. I do this a lot. Sorry. Bye!
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Our Pasts - Supernatural
FanfictionYour name is (Y/N) and you are a hunter. Well, used to be. Your mom died when you were a baby, you dad must have had a few or he was too tired to remember correctly. He said she burst into flames on the ceiling of my nursury. You tell yourself that...
