Freedom Without Wings

1.4: I'm Sorry Winchesters.

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5 months later

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Kyleigh's Point Of View

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We got all the rings of the Horsemen, who were controlled by Lucifer.  We were going to sacrifice Sam.  I was against this.  I don't want to lose another person I love.  Dean and I went to 2014, when everything will end.  The world, overrun with Croatoan zombies, some people alive.  I died, by the hands of a Demon, a Demon named Sam, my angel....  Dean has to say yes, but he doesn't want to.  I sighed, knowing that everything might end if we mess up.  Dean made a promise to Sam to live a life with Lisa and her son, Ben.  I, however, am going to leave the Winchesters, the weight of knowing we basically threw  Sam to into the pit.

I wiped my tears away, 'We have to be strong.'  'I'm sorry Kyleigh.'  Tabris tells me.  We fed Sam gallons of Demon blood, he then killed the Demons that flocked around us.  Dean starts the incantation after Sam says "yes" to the Devil.  The portal opened, pulling Sam into it.  The longer haired boy's eyes flashed blood red, meaning, 'Lucifer.'  I thought, feel the aura.  "That was a good try, but it will always happen in Detroit."  Lucifer says, grabbing the key and disappears.

"Dammit!" I yelled in anger.  We almost did it.

I see some ghosts glitching out and into the physical plane of reality.  I teleport out of the place, standing on the rooftop.  I saw some spirits trying to earn a place on the physical plane.  I pull a phone out of my hoodie, "Where the hell is the fight going to be?"  "It's at noon, Stull cemetery in Lawren-"  "Lawrence, Kansas?" I finished the sentence for him, I end the call and walked down to the beaten up truck.  I started the engine up, and drove past Dean, Castiel and Bobby.  "Lawrence, Kansas, Stull Cemetery!"  I informed the trio of old men.

I honk my truck's horn twice and started to go to the cemetery.

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7 Hours Later

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It was near sunset, I see the 1967 impala in front of me, it's owner speaking to two Archangels.  "Damn, what the hell did I miss?" I say, a smirk on my face.  "Tabris, I suggest you get away from here."  Michael says.  "Ha!  As if!  Wherever Kyleigh's going, I'm going, whoever she's gonna fight, I'm gonna fight!"  Lucifer looks to his little sister in worry, but turns into a look of disdain.  "You are no longer a part of the story!  Now leave." Michael says, worning us one more time.  "Hey!  Assbutt!"  Castiel says, throwing a cocktail molotov, made of Holy oil.  "Not cool.  No one dicks with Michael but me!!"  Castiel was blown to pieces with the snap of his fingers.

I began to back up in fear, I don't want to die by Satan's hand.  I want my life in my hands, no one elses.  Bobby shoots a Lucifer with the Colt, the square root of all evil gave no shits, snapping Bobby's neck.  "Get the hell away!!" I scream at Satan, backing up.  'Don't do it, you might die if you use your power.'  'I'm going to die anyway.'  "Et ego invocabo te mortuis vires opus vobis. Exaltabo te sepulchrum tuum in sepulchrum periculis. Invoco praecipio apparere impetu!"  I say in Latin, "I will call you dead might work for you. I will protect you buried in the grave dangers. Giving witness to appear and attack!!"  My heart began to beat faster and faster.  "I invoke and command you, spirits of the dead, to attack!  Imperabo Invoco te manes aggrederentur!"

I see then dead appear slowly, spazzing out, marching in front of Dean and I.  I felt my heart's drumming slow down..  "Sam.. This is for you.."  I say.  My mind was spinning, I see the younger Winchester.  "It'll be okay."  He says, jumping into the abyss, my consciousness fading.

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1 Month Later.

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I wake up, 'A hospital?'

'SHE LIVES!' 

"What the fluffy flu Tabris?!" I say, fully woken up by the loud Angel.  I rubbed my eyes, and touched my hair, realizing the blue is now brown, my original hair color.  "How are you awake?"  A doctor walked into my room, "Your vital organs were too weak to make a full recovery.  You had lots of problems with, well, everything.  You weren't going to make it.  A man, who says is your brother told me to stop the life support if you weren't up in a month.  What-"  "Where is he?" I cut him off.  "Where's my truck, how did I get here?  Why am I still here?"  I panic, looking at my hands, the back of my hands and my fore arms have muscle-like tissue but seems like it's decaying.

"How did I..." The last words drifted, 'The ghosts, the summoning must've done this.'

"We haven't seen any wound like that, would you-"

"Did my brother send me something?  Beer?  My meds?  Messenger bag?"

"No, but he gave us a list of things that you need, bribed all of the staff into getting this for you."  The doctor chuckles, I saw his name tag, 'Dr. Isaac Jack.'  "You have anxiety and chronic depression correct?"  "Jack, get me some damn medical bandages and let me out of here."  I tell the older man.

"I'm sorry, but-"

I removed the IV's from my veins and stood up.  I cracked my knuckles and my neck, "Miss, please slow down."  "Nope."  I tell the dark haired man.  I grabbed my glasses from the bedside table.  I yawn and searched for the bandages.

I began to patch myself up, humming to myself.  I clenched my fist and unclenched it.  "Are you happy now?"  Isaac says. "Yeah, one more thing to do though." I say, grabbing a bed pan and hit him in the head.  "Tch, pussy."

I exit the room and try to find my car in the giant parking lot.  

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1 Year Later

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"Hello?"  I answer my phone, sitting down on a chair in front of a Demon.  I sliced it's skin with the Angel Blade.  "The name is Sam, Sam Winchester.  Remember me, Kyleigh?"

"Go to Hell Winchester, I don't want anything to do with you idiots.  Kicked out by Dean, a 'bad influence' on Ben."