My eyes skim over the pages of my hunting journal, blinking rapidly due to my tiredness. I was currently re-reading over my old entries, recalling old memories. Sometimes I do this when I have nothing to do or I need a distraction badly. And right now, I need a distraction. At the moment I was reading over the entry I wrote after the first time I fought Sam, Dean and John.
March 17th, 2001
Today I had a practice fight with Sam, Dean and Daddy all at once. I was pretty scared at first, but then when I got there I just…did it. I fought them and won! I am so happy!
I thought that they were going to go a little on me considering I’m “as skinny as a twig” (according to Mommy) but they didn’t. I think it was because in a real situation my opponent wouldn’t go easy on me. But I’m kind of happy that they didn’t go easy on me because it makes everything even better and I am more prepared for real life situations.
At first I was doing okay. I missed Dad and Sam’s blows but Dean got me after. But then I got really mad because I heard him call me ‘weak’ so I guess my anger helped me win. I actually was able to flip SAM over. It’s weird because a week ago I couldn’t do that.
Well, I guess it just proves that I’m awesome.
I still have a lot of training to do, and it will be a while before Daddy lets me actually go on a hunt. But I’m really excited to see what’s next!
I scoff and shake my head. I can’t believe what I’m reading here. I was actually excited to start hunting! My eight-year-old self was really stupid. If I could I would never have started hunting. It would have made everything in life so much easier for me now.
I flip through the pages until I stop on an entry that was written five years later. It’s one of the only entries I wrote that was not related to hunting.
April 10th, 2008
Today I leave for England. I honestly have no idea why Dad is sending me there when I could just stay here. I know that he hasn’t been the same since Castiel brought he and Mom, but come on, really? England? He never sent Sam or Dean there when they were my age so why do I have to go? But Cali gets to come with me so I guess that makes things a little better.
When I asked Dad why he was sending me there he just said something about Lilith and The Seals or whatever. He doesn’t want me around for that, apparently. I have no idea why though, I’m fifteen years old and have had enough training to deal with whatever black-eyed bitch is out there, so I think I can handle this ‘Lilith’ chick.
We’re going to be staying with my ‘Aunt’ while I’m there, but really, she’s actually a hunter who is friends with Dad and has agreed to watch us.
Well, time to start over again.
April 11th, 2008
I started my first day of school in England today, and wow it is different from the American school system. I was so confused on what to do but luckily I met a really nice guy named Louis. He’s really nice and funny, and I’ll admit that he’s good looking…
I really want to be friends with this Louis guy, but I don’t know if I can. I can’t get too close to anyone with my life. I’m already being risky with being friends with Cali but I guess she’s lucky because so far nothing has happened to her or her family.
Well, I’m not writing too much tonight. Jet lag is a real bitch and I’m exhausted.
I smile at the memory of meeting Louis back when I was fifteen. He really was a nice guy.
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