Jenn|Supernatural AU|Book one.

Case One: Ghost

It has been a week since my dad began to train me. It turns out that I'm really good with guns, specially rifles, my combat skills aren't really good, but they're decent, the only thing I can't seem to grasp is the dagger, for some reason it keeps falling out of my hands.
I was practicing my combat when my dad called me from inside Mr. Crowley's house, I went in quickly and took a bottle of water.
"What is it?" I asked sitting on the couch.
"Do you think you're ready for your first case?" Asked Uncle Dean smirking.
"What are we talking about?" I asked leaning forward.
"A ghost, it's simple and quick, perfect for a first case" said my dad looking up from his computer.
"Ok, how would we do this?" I asked while I walked towards my dad and sat next to him.
"Well, we investigate a little, find the remains of the ghost and kill his ass" said Uncle Deam after taking a sip from his beer.
"Remains as in dead body?" I asked not wanting to know the answer.
"Exactly" said my dad smirking.
"Peachy" I took a sip from my water and sighted slightly. "When do we leave?"
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Nothing, we've found absolutely nothing. Dad Uncle Dean and I have been asking around for hours, there's not one person who's seen something "unusual" and there aren't exactly a lot of people who believe that six dead citizens are weird. What's wrong with this people?
After a whole day of nothingness, we went to a cheap motel and decided to investigate on the Internet about anything weird here this past few months, and yet, nothing important.
"This doesn't make sense, you'll think that six dead bodies in two weeks is weird" said my dad looking angrily at his computer.
"There has to be something, a murder a serial killer, something to have caused a ghost, I mean, ghosts don't just come out of nowhere" said Uncle Dean laying on his bed.
"What are you searching again?" I asked my dad sitting next to him.
"A murder or suspicious dead" said my dad still typing the words: Murder in Curriv, Atlanta for the thousand time.
"Wait" I said realizing something. "Don't ghosts come out of aggressive or brutal dreads?" I asked and my dad nodded. That's it! My hand flew towards the keyboard, but before I could type something, my dads hand stopped it, I looked at him and tried to type something again.
"What are you doing?" My dad asked as I pushed him away. "Whatever you're planning won't work..."
"Jackpot!" I said looking at the laptops screen, and this time, it had a result. What my dad didn't notice is that aggressive or messy dreads aren't always murders, but can also be: Suicides.
"See, I'm smart too" I said smirking and my dad rolled his eyes.
"Alright, a point for you". Said dad clicking on the article and frowning.
"What is it?" Asked Uncle Dean moving closer to us.
"It says here that a woman with black hair and a white dress has been seen ever since the suicide of a woman with the same description who lived in this town, name: Jessica Manning" said dad while skimming the article.
"Why did she commit suicide?" Asked Uncle Dean standing behind dad.
"Husband cheated and took the kids" answered my dad still staring at the screen. I nodded and looked over at Uncle Dean, expecting him to make another question, and he did.
"Where did she live?"
"Main Street, number 45, White House with red ceiling and black bench" there's our answer.
"Where was she buried?"  They both stared at me as if I had interrupted a sacred ritual. "If we're gonna open a grave I would like to do it now, the sooner the better" My dad nodded and Uncle Dean kept staring wide-eyed a little longer before nodding as well.
"We're gonna need a plan" said my dad.  "You know, a distraction and someone to burn the remains"
"That's easy" answered Uncle Dean. "Sammy, you're the distraction" my uncle made thumps up and dad rolled his eyes.
"We have an extra member know" said dad pointing at me.
"Right" Uncle Dean thought for a secon, something I've never seen him do before, aw hat an interesting view I thought; then my uncles eyes light up." She'll go with you, so you can teach her" Uncle Dean seemed very proud with himself, but dad didn't like the idea.
"She hasn't trained enough" said dad as if me going with him was the worst idea in the world.
"No better teacher than experience Sammy" said Uncle Dean  searching for the location of Jessica's grave.
"I can do it" I said smiling at the opportunity.
"See, she can do it" said Uncle Dean and my dad said an unhappy fine. "That's the spirit!" Dad and I stared at Uncle Dean with a not impressed face and h said."What? To soon" I couldn't help but laugh. "You better get ready kid, cause I know where the grave is"
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My dad and I were in front of Jessica's house, we had to walk here because Uncle Dean said he wasn't gonna leave his baby to our care.
The house was ugly, it's paint had began to fall and the windows were broken and the bench was opened.
"So, we just go in?" I asked and my dad nodded handing me a stick of iron.
"You know what to do with that"
"If it attacks, hit it with iron, it won't kill it, but it'll weaken it" I said and dad nodded.
We walked inside the house, it was horrible, everything was broken and full of dirt and dust, there were spiderwebs on every inch of the house.
"Pretty" I said looking around, my dad gave me a look and I shut up. Suddenly a woman was standing in front of us, Jessica stared at us and said in a low voice.
"Why did you betray me?" She asked looking over at my dad, he froze and held his stick tighter. "Why did you betray me!" This time, she yelled and moved in front of my dad at incredible speed, suddenly, my dad went flying across the room and passed out.
Jessica turned to me. Uncle Dean better be almost ready.
Dean's POV
I ran towards the grave at full speed, which wasn't much, I'm getting old. When I was getting close to the grave I saw a man in a uniform walking around with a flashlight. Security, peachy, just peachy!
I stood in front of the man and waved.
"Hi" I said and the man ran towards me, I waited until he was almost in front of me and knocked him out. I moved towards the grave and got to work.
I hope Sammy is doing better than I am, because this gonna take a while.
Jenn's POV
I wielded my iron stick as if it was everything I've ever cared about. Jessica and I have been fighting for about two hours, Uncle Dean is taking his time. We keep at it for about twenty minutes when I feel a crushing force against my chest and I fly to the other side of the room and loose my iron stick in the process. I'm terrified when I see Jessica moving towards me, suddenly, everything moves slowly and a weird feeling runs through my body, I have no idea what it is, but it feels... Good, powerful, strong and it makes me feel alive. Before I know it, I'm on my feet facing Jessica without fear, I see her moving towards me in slow-motion and out of pure instinct I hold my hand up and the iron stick comes towards it making it easy for me to grab it. Jessica is almost in my face when I hold up the iron stick and slash Jessica white it using an inhuman strength, the moment my iron stick goes through her, Jessica starts burning up in flames letting out a horrible scream.
When it's over, the energy leaves my body and I fall to my knees feeling completely weak and out of breath. I look one last time at the iron stick and I fall to the ground while everything turns black.
Sam's POV
I wake up on the floor, my chest hurts terribly and it takes me a while to gather enough strength to look around me, and what I saw almost made me scream. Jenn was in the floor with a terrified look on her eyes and Jessica was moving towards her at incredible speed, I was about to scream when Jenn got to her feet even faster than Jessica, then she held up her hand and the iron stick went flying towards her hand. Jenn slashed Jessica with an even faster speed than the one Jessica was using to get to her and the second Jenn slashed Jessica, she went up in flames screaming in a horrible away, Jenn fell to the ground and I was terrified at what I saw, her eyes that used to be brown, were stained with white and golden dots. Jenn passed out a second later and was on the floor.
How is this possible? Is my daughter one of the creatures we hunt, did the demons plans work? Is my daughter something to be eliminated? Is she dangerous? Is my daughter a demon?
Is Jenn a monster?

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I'm freaking out!!! And before you try to kill me for making Sam think his daughter could be a monster, just look at what she did, I mean, that was weird. But changing the subject, (barely) That was kriffing awesome!!!!!! And even better, this is a long chapter! Yay!!!!!
So, that's a new chapter, I hope  enjoyed this chapter, if you have any suggestions or observations you're welcome to leaving them in the comments section. I would also appreciate if you could give me ideas for the next case. I hope you liked it, next chapter coming soon, so stay tuned.
amayasshow out.
PS Sorry for taking so long to update, my internet was terrible, so I apologize for that