Alone (A Supernatural Fanfiction) [[ON HOLD]]

Chapter 7: Dust in the Wind

Maggie could hear the screaming in her head. It was the same sound she had heard daily whilst in the asylum. Only this time she could hear voices, whispers.

She tried to ignore it, but couldn't. She screamed in pain, fingers digging into her scalp. "Stop the car." She said, teeth scraping against one another.

The man pulled to the side of the road and turned to face her. "What is it?" He asked. He actually sounded concerned.

She shook her head and felt tears coming out of her eyes. "They're too loud." She said. "SHUT UP!" She screamed.

"Whoa whoa, calm down child." He put a hand on her shoulder. "Are the Angels speaking to you?"

Maggie nodded her head furiously. "Tell them to stop!"

"I can't, but you need to learn how to control the voices." The man leaned close to her and looked her in the eyes. "Control all begins in the eyes. It's the passageways to the soul. Start there."

She stopped shaking long enough to nod. She closed her eyes, focusing on keeping calm and collected. Don't let the voices bother you. Don't let the voices bother you. Don't let the-

She opened her eyes and looked into the blue orbs in front of her.

Instead of her blue orbs being reflected in his, they were black instead. She screamed and punched the window. She jumped out of the car and ran into the cluster of trees.

Only, the voices followed her. She continued screaming and before she knew it, the leaves from the trees started coming off their branches and swirling into a vortex around her. Her screams acted as a rhythm, fueling the chaos around her. Fueling her chaos.

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Sam was scrolling through different websites and articles that could even remotely be connected to Maggie Hunter and her family.

Her mother had been a nurse at the local hospital and her father was one of the best lawyers in the state of Kansas.

But they weren't her real parents. It took a lot of digging, but he was able to find an application for adoption.

He called Dean. "Find anything?" Dean asked through the phone.

"Uh-I think so." Sam looked through his notes. "So I am going through everything Maggie-related, and it took me a while but I was not able to find a birth certificate."

"That's not very strange. People lose birth certificates all the time."

Sam sighed. His brother could be so closed-minded sometimes. "But you don't get it. It is strange. So get this- Maggie was adopted."

There was silence on the other side.

"Dean? You still there?"

"Yeah I'm still here." Dean sighed. "So what your thinking is-"

Sam could already sense where Dean was going with this. "Yes." He nodded. "I think her real father has taken her. But the problem is, we have no idea who or what her father is."

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"Wake up, child."

Maggie heard the familiar sound of her so-called-father's voice. She opened her eyes and glanced around. She was on top of a pile of scorched leaves and tree branches.

"W-what happened?" She asked, sitting up.

The man smiled. "You're becoming more powerful each and every day. I think it's about time I gave you my name."

He held out his hand for her to take. She took it and he pulled her up. She stumbled, almost falling into the leaves, but he held her up. She felt a bit dizzy but was able to walk to the grass of the forest floor, where no leaves were.

She looked up at the man, curious about what his name could be. Maybe he's an angel. She thought. That's why I have all of these powers, why I can hear the angels speak.

"So what's your name?" She asked.

"You can call me Lucifer."

She stumbled back and fell to the ground, tree bark scratching her back.

I'm the daughter of the devil. She looks up at him, his eyes glowing like before. I'm the daughter of the devil. I'm the daughter of the devil. I'm the daughter of the-

She put her face in her hands, repeating the sentence over and over again in her head. What would that make her?

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"Well t-the girl-"

"Maggie?"

"Y-yes that was her name. W-well her and the m-man they checked in a-and then t-they didn't stay long, b-but they payed beforehand, s-said they wouldn't stay long."

"What did this man look like?"

The woman gestured to her hair. "S-short blonde hair. B-blue eyes, m-maybe around six feet tall."

"Thank you, miss. You mind if we look around a little bit?"

"N-no. H-here's the key." She handed him the key. "T-the bodies h-have been removed by the l-local police, b-but I c-couldn't get the blood stains o-out. T-there's just so m-much b-blood." The woman shook.

The man put his hand on her shoulder to calm her. "Go get some coffee or something to eat. We'll take care of this."

She nodded and headed off.

Dean turned to Cas and told him what she told him. "That's traumatic." Cas said, as Dean went to unlock the motel room door.

Dean covered his mouth with his sleeve, his eyes wide and sad. Cas walked towards him and stood beside him. "My god what did they do?" Dean said, examining the blood and destruction in the room. "It looks like a tornado massacre in here."

Cas grabbed Dean's shoulder, causing Dean to turn around.

"What's up, Cas?"

Cas looked worried. "I feel the same demonic presence here like at the bunker. This was them. We're getting closer."

Dean sighed and closed the door, locking it behind him. They left the key on the lobby counter and headed to the impala.

"Those were demons in there." Cas said when they made it to the car.

"Demons?" Dean said, eyes wide. "The lady said there were five bodies in there at least."

Cas shook his head. "Whoever Maggie is with, he's dangerous. Very dangerous. And powerful. We need to be careful."

Dean nodded. "I'll call Sam, update him on the situation."

A/N: Hello wonderful readers!

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