REVIVE ▸ d. winchester [2] ✔

prologue

Maybe it was the thrill of it all.

The heart pumping, blood rushing, sweat provoking idea that everyday I'd wake up and be exactly who I had been born to be. Hunting was so much more than a job. It was my life.

It was my whole life. It entailed my family, and everything and everyone I've ever cared about.

And it was all about the feelings that came along with it. But I don't know if I'll ever feel that way again. Or if I even should.

I never asked for any of this. And I certainly never thought it would come down to what it has.

I was never supposed to be who I am today. I was out of it all at the beginning. Out of all the blood and sweat and tears, all the heartbreak and the guilt and the remorse. I never should have felt it all. But I do.

It was those feelings that made me who I was, who I am. But my father didn't make me this way, nor my mother or any siblings.

He made me this way.

I was just a piece in his game. I would be and I would do just as he wanted. Indirectly, of course.

I would have no idea.

Nobody would.

It all started on a single night. That one night that caused the domino effect which would damage the entire world.

It was December 15, 1987.

3:21 A.M.

Annie Kaiser was killed for the sake of a child growing up motherless, under the protection of a man who knew no life other than the one of blood, sweat, and tears. The child would grow strong under his watch. Invincible.

The child would be shown the good, the bad, and the ugly of the world.

The child would meet strange people, and come across the things found only in nightmares and Hollywood films.

But she would find a certain thrill in all of it. She would find that the emotions running through her veins gave her unbounded strength.

I was that child.

And now I know the truth. I don't know who I am supposed to be. The girl I was raised to be was who He wanted me to be, and I don't know how to be anyone else. I can't change.

I can't do a damn thing about it.

After all, it was destined.