Survivor (a Supernatural Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Elizabeth’s P.O.V.

I woke up and I could feel pain in my ribs. How come? Well first off I should introduce myself, my name is Elizabeth Marie Ruby Winchester and I’m 19. Winchester is my dad’s last name, my real dad. Now back to my ribs, my step dad started drinking when my mom was killed, 7 years ago by a demon but, my step dad doesn’t know that, he thinks it was a car accident. Before my mom told me that I had two half-brothers.  Anyways, so when my mom died, my dad started drinking and beating me up and so it leads to the pain in my ribs.  I’m pretty sure I had at least two or three broken ribs. So I got a pair of black skinny jeans a white tank top. My outfit showed perfectly my curves. They were all in the rights places. I went in the kitchen took my dad’s credit card since he didn’t care and walked to the hospital. Ten minutes later, I arrived. I went in, holding my ribs and saw two F.B.I. agents standing at the counter. I walked up to the counter and asked the lady if I could see a doctor because I had broken ribs. She asked my name. “ this is my dad’s credit card, he told me I could use it and my name’s Elizabeth Winchester”. The two F.B.I. agents turned to me, shocked. “what are you looking at ?” I snapped at them. They looked at each other and walked out the door of the hospital. ‘what’s their problem?’ I thought. Then a doctor came and examined me. He told me to rest for the next few days so that I could heal properly. I nodded, paid and walked back home. I crossed path with the two F.B.I. agents again. They were asking questions to people in the neighborhood. ‘no, please don’t tell me they figured out about my step dad’. I got to my house, unlocked the door, walked in and closed the door behind me, coming face to face with my step dad. He took my arm and threw me on the floor. “where were you?!” he asked screaming at me. Then we heard a knock on the door. My dad went to open the door and I saw the two agents from the hospital.

The shortest one saw me on the floor, crying and, by his expression, he saw my bruises. The tallest knew immediately knew that my step dad was drunk. I got up and walked up to my dad innocently. “what’s going on dad?” I asked him, trying to mask the pain. My dad turned around, hitting me and I fell to the ground, groaning.

The tallest one pushed my dad to the side and ran up to me. “are you alright?” his voice had a hint of concerned. “I’m fine, really, who are you?” I asked. “my name is Sam Winchester and this is my brother, Dean.” he said with a smile. I smiled back. ‘they must be my half brothers’ I thought to myself. “ was your father’s name John Winchester?” I looked at Dean and, a smile was forming on his face, but right after was replaced with anger as he turned to face my step dad. Sam got up and did the same. “ so you’re her step father? We heard about what you were doing to her. YOU SON OF A BITCH! THE WHOLE GOD DAMN NEIGHBORHOOD KNOWS!” dean screamed at him. “I’m surprised you didn’t get arrested yet” Sam said afterwards. “ I had blackmail,” my dad said, smirking,” if she ever told anyone, I would kill her, but since the whole neighborhood knows, I guess she couldn’t shut up.” he looked back at me, smiling and started walking towards me with a knife. But then dean pulled him back and started beating him up. Sam came up to me, asked me if I could stand up. I nodded and we walked to his car. I sat in the back, dean in the driver seat and sam in the passenger seat. We drove off to the hospital. When we got there, the same doctor came and examined me, again. “what happened?” “ an accident, it’s not-” but I got cut off by sam.” we found out her dad was abusing her. Is she gonna be alright?” “yes, she only needs to rest for the next few days, so I suggest you stay away from your dad,” he said to me. “ hum, actually, he’s my step dad, but that doesn’t matter” I said, wincing. We drove back to my house and I was about to get out when dean locked the door from the outside. “you’re not getting out,” “come one dean! It’s my room and I don’t want you to go in my room! I have some private stuff I want to get which are none of your business!” “she has a point, dean,” sam said, looking at him. 

“fine, but be quick!” “don’t worry,” I said to him smiling. I got out, ran in the house, upstairs to my room took my gym bag from under my bed and starting throwing some clothes in it, when I heard footsteps coming up to my room. I turned around just in time to see my dad coming in my room, with the knife still in his hand. “you little bitch! You just couldn’t shut up could you?”  I put the rest of my clothes in it as my dad runs at me. I quickly duck and run at the door. My dad ran in my closet and made some noise, which I hope sam and dean heard but sadly, they didn’t, it wasn’t loud enough. I reach the stairs and throw my bag downstairs but , as I’m about to get down, my dad makes me trip and I fall down the stairs. Now I’m sure the guys heard because they came bursting through the door and last thing I see his sam's eyes filled with concerned and dean beating up my dad before I black out.  I woke up with the beeping sound of a machine and found that I was in a hospital bed. I saw dean asleep, his head on my bed and sam, also asleep, on the chair. I move a little, trying not to wake up dean, but I groan which wakes him up. He then goes over to sam and wakes him up. “what?!” sam snaps. Dean points to me. “oh! Hey! how are you feeling?” sam asks me, smiling. “I’m fine, can we go?” “not until the nurse says you can” sam said. “come on, sam!” Then the nurse walked in. “hey are you feeling alright?” she asked me. “yes I’m fine, can I get out?” “yes, but you need to rest for the next few days which means,” she looks at sam and dean,” not sports of any kind.” As soon as she exits the room I pull out ivs and l look at my brothers. “what?” they said at the same time. “well could you get out, I would like to change,” I ask them. “why? you could stay like that” dean replies, smirking. “OUT!” at that the run out. I grab my bag and take out some short shorts and a ‘I love NYC’ shirt. When I turned around there was a man standing in front of me with a big smile on his face. He looked old, maybe in his fifties. “who are you?” I asked him.” hello, my name’s Crowley,” he replied, smiling. I started running for the door but I was sent flying backwards and hit my back on the wall. The door flew open revealing sam and dean. “Crowley!” “you son of a bitch!” dean yelled.

“what do you want Crowley?” sam asked. “you know exactly why I’m here boys,” he said. “she’s not going with you!” sam shouted at him. “why does he want me?” I asked them. “so you don’t know?” “know what?” “who you are?” “of course I know who I am, my name is Elizabeth Winchester, my biological father is John Winchester and these two idgits are my brothers!” I said, almost crying. “you, my dear, are the key to start a war between heaven and hell” I looked at him, shocked. "it is said that the sibling of two hunters will choose a side and start a war” “I’m not gonna start a war! All I want to do is to hunt you sons a bitches down at that’s it!” I yelled at him. “it is your decision my dear, but don’t come asking for help when Mr. Roman comes for you” ‘who is Mr. Roman?’ I thought to myself. Then he just vanished. “are you alright?” “I’m fine Dean” “since when do you know about hunting?” “well sam, ever since I was born, I guess” “how come?” “well my parents told me about hunting at a very young age and I did my first case, on my own, when I was 8 yrs old” they looked at me, shocked. “what?” “the first time I went hunting on my own, I was 14!” “yeah, I was 8, big deal! I guess I’m better than you then?”