Memories (A Supernatural Fanfiction)

Welcome to the sequel of Scars! This story has been looming over my head since the end of Scars. I'm sorry for the horrible cliffhanger I left you all with! Please don't kill me. :)

I remember Hell, being dragged there by my father's hellhounds.

My father. Aegean, a demon with an attitude. I thought he was dead, I had killed him.

I don't remember much, but I remember stabbing him, watching him collect into ashes.

Hell erased my memories, but I fought, I remember three things. They don't make sense to me, but it's something.

I remember a black Chevy Impala, it was a sleek car, it was important to someone,  I remember how carefully it was taken care of.

I have an engagement ring on my finger. It's beautiful,  and sparkly. I must have been special to someone. Maybe like the Impala. I'm not sure how someone could love me, I'm a half demon, who loves that?

I also remember a name. "Dean." A simple name, but I'm sure we were close.  It didn't mean anything. No face popped in my mind when I heard it. I just remember a feeling, a pounding in my chest. Dean was important, I'm sure of it.

I do know, that I'm a hunter, not the normal kind. I hunt the supernatural, and I'm apparently realy good at it.

I had a few guns, a knife, and a lot of salt in the trunk of my car. I stole it out of a junkyard. It was my own 1967 Chevy Impala. It's blue, and I love it. I know the one I used to know was black, more masculine, but I loved the pretty blue.

My hunts took me all over, some places stick out at me. Iowa, South Dakota, and Illinois. These states make me feel like I should know them. Maybe I loved there at sometime in my life.

It's all a blur, I just hope one day I can make sense of everything.

My name is Lia Bridgestone, and I'm not entirely sure who I am.

AN: Please don't kill me, but here is the prologue,  let me know what you think! :)