Forever. (Supernatural Fanfic) COMPLETE

32 days

SCARLETT DESTINY WINCHESTER (32 days later)

Sometimes I wondered how long I would love being in the business I'm in. I never thought that today... XX/XX/XXXX would be the day that the legendary family... would fall... Never did I think... that I would be the cause. I dropped the bloodied ax and fell to my knees. 

(32 days earlier) 

I stared at the clock thinking about what was going on. Uncle Sam and Cas were acting weird, nobody knew about what I could do yet (besides Castiel), and I intended to keep it that way. I sighed and ran a hand through my wet hair. The cold water on my back kept me from drifting off. Something told me that SOMETHING had happened but I didn't know what. It was driving me crazy. 

I leaned back in my darkroom and onto my bed. The musty smell of the motel wafted up around me and I thought about when I woke up...

I was alone. I looked around the dark room and called out for Castiel. No response, nothing. I curled up and wondered what happened. I had gotten into the shower and let the salty tears mix into everything else. Dirt, grime, blood, sweat, and water. It all flowed down the drain while the shower head squeaked away masking the small sobs coming out of my mouth. I screamed and punched the wall, hard. Maybe multiple times. 

I looked down at my fist, the bleeding wasn't too bad but bloodied knuckles were going to be a  pain to punch something else. I sighed and let it fall to my side. The puddle on the floor was going to be hard to explain. It wasn't too big, but defiantly noticeable. The knock at my door startled me. I pulled out my pocket knife and flipped out the blade. I crept to the door and let it creak open slightly. 

Nothing was there. I became alert as I quickly shut the door and stood in the corner of the room under a devil's trap. I was slightly safer there. I knew that's how mom met dad and let to me being born and such but honestly who was keeping track? I stood there, guard up and ready. When someone walked up to the door and knocked again I waited expecting it to be a ding-dong-ditch. but the door opened slowly and I screamed throwing the knife as hard as I could. Stupid girl. It flung open and the next thing I knew I was choking down sulfur.

I was helpless.

DEAN WINCHESTER 

Cas came to us three hours before Scar got into the shower. He left without a word and we haven't heard anything out of her since. Until we heard the scream. I dashed outside and threw open the door. Scar's knife was on the door, sticking straight out. She was in the corner of the room, slumped over, but breathing. I ran over and shook her gently. 

"Scarlett?" I asked getting worried. "Princess?"

Sam ran in behind me. "Dean you should see this." He says before running out again. I followed him and directed my eyes to where he was looking. My mouth dropped open at the field behind the motel. Sam and I climbed onto the roof and looked at it more clearly. There was a huge circle around a head of bright red hair...

"Scarlett," I said.

(32 days later) 

Scarlett stood over Alex and me, Sam had escaped much to her distaste. She looked between us and stared at Alex.  She raised her arms up and an unnatural smile crept across her face. She flung me against the wall, something she had learned from demons. That's when it all clicked. How she had been acting, not participating in hunts. She was possessed. But how... I tossed it in my mind until I realized what happened. 

"Scar do you want me to make it all clear for you?" The woman in white had asked. 

"Yes..." scar replied tears in her eyes. "Please..." Before she could get another word out the taste of sulfur had filled her mouth and she was gone. Screaming inside a little cage inside her own body. 

"HEY, YOU SONNOVA BITCH!" I screamed out spit flying from my mouth and onto the floor. Her head snapped over.

"Just wait, little boy." She growled out and turned back to Alex who was backing away from her. 

"SCARLETT GET YOUR HEAD ON STRAIGHT!" She screamed out before the ax was brought down. Screams rang out, but all I could see was the blood. Again, and again Scar brought the ax down. Finally, it broke off, flew off... 

"NO!" Scarlett screamed dropping the ax from coming down again. She screamed out "GET OUT OF ME!!" She screamed up at the ceiling and whatever was inside her flowed out and out of existence. She exorcized herself. I dropped to the ground and ran over to Alex who was in shock. I ripped off my sleeves and wrapped it around the nub where her leg once was. 

Scarlett started bawling and backed up. "Castiel take me away please!" she started whispering. Then she was gone, home I suppose. I didn't care. Alex was my focus right now. I managed to get it wrapped up and got her out of there. Holding her calf as proof to what happened. 

Sam took one look at Alex and broke down. "Hospital now Sam," I say. 

"Where's Scar?"

"Cas's got her."