The Winchesters. On hold

Long Lost Friends

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I can't breath, there's no oxygen in here. I have to get out, I have to get out of this casket. I kicked the door open, then pounds of dirt fell on me. "Ugh!" I dig 6ft above, I finally got out. I felt the midnight breeze on my skin. "I haven't felt this in forever." I take a deep breath, feeling the cool air in my lungs. I looked behind me, my gravestone: 1985~2001. I looked around to see what today's date, September 29, 2016 (sorry I know it's later but I had writers block.) my eyes widen I have been dead for 15 yrs. I look down at my body, it wasn't small and slim anymore, I had huge round hips neatly curved like I was older. Then I realized I was naked. I squealed and cover my nude body with my arms. I looked back at my grave, there was some clothes lying on the ground, but I'm not a kid anymore, and I don't know if it'll fit me.

Well, I can't go around naked, people will think I'm insane. I pick up a white elastic skirt and a small jacket. The skirt manage to fit around my hips but the jacket was too small. Dang it! So I wrapped the jacket around my chest and tied the arms on my back. I ran my fingers through my extremely knotted hair that reached to my lower back, I looked at my arms; they are smeared with dirt. "I should find a place to clean up." I whispered to myself, and walked out of the cemetery.

After 2 miles of walking barefoot, I found a small pond near a small barn. I wash my arms and legs. I lend over the water and washed my face. I saw my reflection- and Damn did I look like a model, my hazel eyes shine bright in the moonlight; I giggle to myself as I wash my brown hair.
I stood up and twist my hair draining the water remains. "Now, what is a pretty lady like you doing here by yourself?" A rough voice said. I turned around in my fighting stance. It was some farmer guy in late 40s early 50s he looked up and down at my body greedily, and licked his lips. Oh great a pervert. "I was leaving." I said rolling my eyes. I turn to leave, then he grabbed my arm roughly and hiss in my ear,"I don't think so, Princesses."
"Let me go!" I yelled as I tried to break free. He held a knife to my throat. "You're not going anywhere. I caught a glimpse if this grey T-shirt-it was stained with fresh blood. "Y-y killed someone?" He looked down at his shirt and shrugged, "Maybe a few or more." Then he held the knife closer to my throat, "but don't worry sweetheart I might spare you, after we have some fun."
Something inside snapped, the man stared at me with horror,"W-what are you?!"  "YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE." I said in a demonic tone. I threw my arm up and the man flew against the tree, I held him there. I slowly close my hand into a fist, slowly crushing his organs. "WHY WOULD YOU HURT INNOCENT PEOPLE?! FOR FUN!?" He laughed, he made me sick. I clutch my hand, he screamed in agony and cough up blood. My lips curled up into a smile, I was enjoying his screams of pain, his blood spilling, his suffering.

Next thing I know I hear a soft voice in my head. Stop! This isn't you, Jordan Please Stop!  Michelle? I dropped my arm, the man fell to the floor coughing. What have I done? I look at my reflection, my eyes were no longer bright. They were pitch black, I'm a Demon. I closed my eyes with shaky breath, I open my eyes; they were hazel again. I have to get out of here, I took off. All of the memories flood back to my head. I was killed by a hellhound, I went to hell, I had to work with them, get torture by them. I had to get out. They were planing to take Michelle, My Long Lost Friend, and use her for evil things. I escaped, so here I am now. How could I forget what I was here for, I was becoming one of them: a monster.
No your are not a monster.
I stopped running,"I nearly killed a man." A sob welled up in my chest.
No you're a good person I know it.
"How can I find you,Michelle?"
New Orleans, Louisiana
"Damn that's too far."
Don't worry ,and you won't alone. There's a Church 2 miles up north, stand in front of the head angel statue. There is a spell that you could do. You'll know what it is when you enter the church. It'll be painful, but you have to do it. Then a friend of ours will help.
I wince at the thought a little, I nodded and took off running.

*Inside the Church*

I walk down the aisle,I look at the statues around; it looks like they are watching me.
I gulped as I walk up to a fountain of holy. water. I have to do a spell and it involves the water. I took a deep breath. I grabbed a bowl and dipped it in the water, it touch my fingertips. I yelped and dropped the bowl in the water. I groan and hesitated, then I dove my hands into the water. I yelled as the water burned me, I wanted to jerk my hands away but I have to do this, I dove my hands deeper into the water until it reached my arms, I felt my body grew weaker and the pain grew stronger. I grabbed the bowl and place it on the side. I cut my wrist with a stone and chant in Latin, I pour my blood into the water. I lift the bowl high over my head. I looked at the angel statue that was staring at me, I gritted my teeth as the water ran down my forearms,"Forgive......Me!" Then I dumped the water over my head, I screamed out in agony as the water continued to burn me like acid. But Then the pain went away quickly, I grabbed a chair to regain my balance, I was breathing heavily, but I felt so pure.
Whoosh.

"What are you doing here." A figured in front of me ask. I jumped back startled, I knocked an oil lamp beside me, which spilled everywhere around the figure.
"Don't make me ask again, Who are you?!"
She yelled. I grabbed a lit candle beside me and held it to the figure. It slipped from my hand and fell in the trail of oil.
"NO!" She tried to run away from the fire that was heading towards her, but the fire reached her before she could escape.
"I can't move." She cried out. The fire lit up the room, and that's when I saw saw her.
She had long golden brown hair, with crystal blue eye, looked about  my age, and tan skin . I have to say she looks like an angel.
She made eye contact with me, she squinted her eyes as she tried to get a better look at me. Then her eyes widen,"Jordan?"
I looked at her confused,"How do you know m-LEANN?!" I ran through that fire and tackled her (not really) "Oh my gosh, I thought I was never going to see you again." My long lost (other) best friend said. She pulled away and look at my clothes,"and what the hell are you wearing? Isn't that what you wore at your funeral?".
I shrugged,"It's better than nude."
She nodded "What happen to you?" She said giving me a concern look,"How did you become one of them?"

"How did you know?"

Leann laughed lightly "Well maybe because I'm an angel."

I stared at her with shock. "How?"

"I died a month after you did, my soul was pure enough to make me an angel; your soul was pure enough too, but something happen."

"Yeah a hellhound got to me first, but never mind that, Michelle is in trouble, we have to find her."

"Okay, we'll talk more later, but first lets get you out of those silly clothes." She giggle as she looked at clothes again.

I rolled my eyes,"Fine lets go."
I walk out of the fire and head towards the double doors.

"Um...Jordan?"

"Hmm?" I turn to her, she was still in the ring. "Come on."

"I can't."

"It's okay fire won't hurt you or are you afraid?" XD

Leann scoffed," I'm not, its just......,, this is and Angel's trap."

"A ring of fire?"

"Yeah, Yeah  I'll tell you later just get me out."

I grabbed a bowl of holy water and pour it into the fire.

"Finally." Leann said, "Now let's get out of here." She grabbed my arm and snapped her fingers, and we disappeared.

The End........

Of Chapter 1 XD

A/N
Sorry for the delay, darlings
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