When she was born, Ellie and her parents moved into this house. Ellie had always been a strange child. She talked to herself a lot. At five years old, something happened. Ellie was talking to a little girl. Meanwhile, her father was going crazy and...
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3rd P.O.V
The moment Sam finished saying it, a light was seen in front of the shop.
"I'll go check that out. Stay here, be careful." Dean said looking at Sam, then he looked at Ellie. "You, watch over him. Smash anything that moves." Sam and Ellie prepared themselves while Dean one to the front of the store. He saw a blinding light. "Crap." It was the cops.
Dean set the iron bar down and walked to the door.
Meanwhile, Sam and Ellie heard a slight noise and looked at the different mirrors around them.
"Hold it." One of the police officers called out.
"Woah guys, false alarm, I tripped the system." Dean loudly said, putting his arms in the air.
"Who are you?" The cops asked.
"I'm the boss's kid." Dean replied.
They eyed Dean skeptically.
"You're Mister Yamashiro's kid?"
Sam saw Mary from the corner of his eyes and broke one of the mirrors with the iron bar. She appeared in another mirror which Ellie broke immediately. Sam looked at Mary's mirror.
"Come on." He muttered. "Come into this one."
He looked at his reflection that wasn't moving as it should be. Sam started having trouble breathing and blood poured out of his eyes. Ellie wanted to help, but she knew it would be a bad idea. Sam dropped the iron bar and held his heart while Ellie stood at the ready behind him.
"It's your fault." Sam's reflection rasped. "You killed her. You killed Jessica."
Ellie went to smash the mirror, but stopped as blood also started pouring out of her eyes. behind some, her reflection glared.
"You killed him."
Meanwhile, Dean was still with the police officers.
"Like I said, I was adopted." He said, grinning.
"Yeah." The cop said, unconvincingly.
"You know, I just– I really don't have time for this right now." Dean said and knocked out both officers.
"You never told her the truth, who you really were." Sam's reflection said. Sam started falling on the ground in pain. "But it's more than that, isn't it? Those nightmares you've been having of Jessica dying, screaming, burning. You had them for days before she died. Didn't you?!"
Ellie was now on the ground as she stared at her double.
"You didn't have to kill him, but you did. You did, because you're murderer. You killed him and ran away!" Ellie's reflection yelled.
Now the reflections started speaking at the same time.
"You were so desperate to be normal, to believe they were just dreams or voices. How could you ignore them like that? How could you leave her alone to die? How could you kill him and run away? You dreamt it would happen!"
Suddenly, Dean smashes the iron bar in the mirror. It broke.
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He crouched down in front of Sam and Ellie.
"Sam, Sammy! Ellie!" He called out to them
"It's Sam." The boy rasped out.
Dean looked at the blood coming out of his eyes.
"God, are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.
"Uh, yeah." Sam said.
"Ellie?" He turned to her.
Does she look okay, dumbass?
Ellie waved him off and nodded. Ignoring the voice like she usually did.
"Come on, come on." Dean grunted, helping his siblings stand up. He placed Sam's arm around his neck and placed his own arm around Ellie's waist to help her.
They then heard a noise from behind them. They turned around and saw Mary crawling out of the broken mirror. The three grunted in pain as blood poured out of their eyes again. Dean, with a lot of trouble, managed to take a mirror and place it in front of himself Meaning Mary could see herself in the mirror.
"You killed them! All those people! You killed them!" Mary's reflection yelled.
Mary liquefied in a pool of blood and Dean let the mirror fall on the ground, smashing it in the process. The three let themselves fall to the ground. They stayed like that for a while, before Ellie let out a giggle.
"Hey, guys?" She said.
"Yeah?" They replied.
"This has got to be like... what? 600 years of bad luck? Minimum?" She said and the boys also let out a small laugh.
The hunters were in the car with Charlie in the backseat. They stopped in for t of a house.
"So this is really over?" The blonde teen asked.
"Yeah, it's over." Ellie reassured her with a smile.
"Thank you."
Charlie smiled at them and got out of the car.
"Charlie?" Sam called out, stopping her. "Your boyfriend's death... you really should try to forgive yourself. No matter what you did, you probably couldn't have stopped it. Sometimes bad things just happen."
The girl smiled and entered her house.
"That's good advice." Dean said, hitting his shoulder. He started the car and started driving. "Hey Sam?"
"Yeah?"
"Now that this is all over, I want you to tell me what that secret is."
"Look... you're my brother and I'd die for you, but there are some things I need to keep to myself."
Ellie nodded, understanding where he was coming from. She loved those two to death, blood brothers or not, but some things just had to be kept secret. It's just how things are. Better with people not knowing them.
