Opposites [Supernatural Fanfic]

Blue dresses equal murder

I wake up groggily feeling a mattress under me. I sit up and look around the room I am in. The walls are painted pink, the floor is an even pinker carpet, there are coloring books in a bookshelf on a wall, there is a small tv on a table.

I look down to see myself in a baby blue tank top with a pink skirt, just to top the outfit off whoever kidnapped me put me in pink flip-flops.

"Hello?" I ask hoping someone will help me out.

What is going on?

Someone kidnaped me, they put me in clothes that seem like a child would wear.

Maybe they are just trying to give you your childhood back.

Haha, now shut up before someone hears you in my head!

I walk over to the bookcase to see lots of children books, mostly picture books. I stand up looking around, no windows, three doors. I walk over to a door before I grab the doorknob and turn it. Locked. As always.

"Hello? Anyone there! I am awake!" I yell to the other side of the door. When I get no answer I look around the room. Beside the bed, I find a note.

Must Do:

When you wake up you shall examine the closet to find a dress you most like. When done shout for Mother.

Shout for mother? I look up to the closet doors and open them to find a big walk-in closet filled with dresses. I walk around finding the least childish dress.

I then find a dress that is light blue with ruffles at the shoulders. The bottom has cute small bunnies in the pose of mid-jump. I strip from the clothes I was in and I change into the dress. I also find some white flats that I put on.

Beautiful

Shut up! I am only doing this so I get out!

Still

I sigh walking out the closet to the door I was first at. "Mother! I want out mother! Please?" I yell waiting for something to happen.

The door then opens to an old woman with black hair and purple eyes. She smiles when she looks at me and my clothes. "Ah, baby girl! You look so adorable! Follow me!" She says as she grabs my wrist and pulls me along with her down a white hallway.

I decide to play along for now. "Mother, where am I?" I ask in a sweet girly tone.

"Home, of course" she giggles leading me to a kitchen where a man in a suit is reading a newspaper with glasses. "Caleb! Look at how cute our baby girl is!" She says pushing me in front of her.

Weirdos

He looks up and smiles at me. "Adorable," he says looking back down at the newspaper. Who reads newspapers nowadays?

"Sit we need to talk," the woman tells me pushing me to a white chair that has a cushion on it. "So darling there will be rules," my so-called 'Mother' says. "We know who you are, Amelia Winchester. Hunter, but we don't want to hurt you. We want to help you" she says caressing my cheek. I sit in the chair confused but silent.

"We are werewolves. But good ones! We take children from the streets and help them. When we heard about a 14 year old hunter! We had to just find you!" Caleb says with a huge smile.

"We want to give you the life you need! A childhood you never got!" 'Mother' says.

"I am sorry but I can't, I have a daughter to take care of. And what about my family?" I ask realizing they aren't crazy after all. I stand up about to walk out the front door.

Yes, they are.

Shut up!

Their faces drop giving me a hint of guilt. "I am sorry but you can not leave," Caleb says pulling out a gun on me. All of my guilt just vanished. I stand still not moving away and not showing off any fear. "I am sorry, I don't want to do this..." I say in a low whisper.

All the training I have encountered floats through my mind like a ship at sea. Then right then and there I feel the wetness in my underwear.

I look down confused. "The fuck?" I say shift to one side uncomfortable.
"Language!" 'Mother' hisses. She sounds like Don. Oh, how I miss that kid.

Still looking down I watch blood drip down on the floor. "Shark week" I mumble looking up to the couple sniffing.

"Oh my god! She is growing so much! Caleb, she has her period!" 'Mother' says bluntly.

Haha, you gotta go through a week of pain and blood!

Shut up before I find a way to make you have periods!

I bite my lip watching the two gush over my blood. Are they really that proud I didn't have a baby and my body is betraying me for it?

"Ugh, idiots" I mumble. I grab two forks and reach over to touch Caleb's skin. He jumps back once it touches him and rubs the spot I poked him with it.

"Again, idiots" I growl walking around the table. Caleb points the gun at me growling. "Don't move sugarplum" he hisses.

He used my nickname for you! Kill him!

With pleasure!

I move forward and he shoots. I move to the side letting the bullet go pass me. I then run up to them with the forks. I brutally stab 'Mother' twice and snap her neck for good measure. When she falls I stomp the fork making it push all the way into her chest.

Caleb tries to shoot me again but I move past it again letting it hit the wall behind me. I then jump up and tackle him to the ground. I straddle myself on top of his stomach and press the fork to his neck for a good minute before I slam the fork into his chest in one swing.

Suddenly tired I stand up covered in blood. Not my blood. I walk over to the couch and lay down letting blood bleed through my dress onto the couch. I sigh not able to care at this moment. God dammit, why didn't Gabe or Castiel say anything before I got kidnapped?!

Luci-iii

What?

I got my period

I know

Help me!

How do I help you? If you forgot I am in a cage.

Oww, the cramps!

It will be over in a few days don't be a baby!

After that, I send him a lot of cuss words. The couch underneath me must be soaked with blood by now. Right as sleep starts to overtakes me I hear the door break down. "Amelia!" Gabe yells. "Aunt Flow came downtown!" I yell back. Gabe runs in with a very confused Max, Dean, Sam, and Crowley. Castiel walks in and stares at me while Gabe runs to my side.

"Is she delusional?" Dean asks looking at the blood and the bodies. "No no no! Aunt flow?" Gabe says looking into my eyes dramatically. I decide to play along again.

"Yes Aunt Flow, she came with Jumbo rock too" I whimper as cramps start hurting even more. "The contractions are worst Gabe" I growl suddenly angry.

"Do you have any bloody idea what is going on?" Crowley asks the others in annoyance.  Everyone shakes their head, except for the angels. "Ugh, why must the contractions worsen! I hate aunt flow" Gabey growls. "Yes, I do too" I get angrier.  He knows that whatever mood I am in, it is better if he just agrees with me and gets in the same mood.

"Let's go home before the contractions are worst," he says picking me up not caring about the blood that will get on his clothes.

"Is she pregnant?"