Chapter 26

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I was strapped to a table, bloody and ill looking. I saw a man with a receding hairline, in a nice suit, and a bloody apron. He held a thin knife.

"Where is it?" He said plainly.

"I don't know," I said without trying. I was looking at myself. It was like an out of body experience. The shorts and tee I was wearing were tattered and bloody, and I had blood in my hair.

The man rolled his eyes, and injected something into my body. I could feel it burning through my veins. It was as if he set a fire, and was burning me alive. I screamed. The other me closed her eyes, as if to fall asleep.

What felt like hours later, my eyes opened, and I saw a woman with long hair, and in tattered clothing... But, she didn't have a scratch on her.

"Kylee?" A shaky voice came from the other side of the room. It sounded female, and really tired.

"Who're you?" I grumbled.

The person walked toward me, and with shaky hands, touched my face lightly, "It's me... I- I haven't seen you in, gosh... Too many years to count... Since you were maybe 7."

Realization hit me, and the the other me spoke, "Mom... How are you-"

The woman now with gray blonde roots looked at me, a tear dripping down her face, "Alive? Well, I never died. I left. I made the mistake because I knew your father could raise you better than I could. But, you're in the life I never wanted you in."

I couldn't believe it. This was her. The other me and my mom started to talk again.

My voice came out rough, and strained, "Why are you here?"

"Crowley took me because he thought I had the sword." What sword?

I nodded, "Why are you here, though?"

She sighed, "Because. After this, I won't be living another day. I'm sorry that this is the only way I would get to see you, but it's not my fault. I promise you. You'll see me again. And not in hell."

I was a little confused, but then I turned. It was Crowley bursting through the doors, with a giant dog next to him. Something crashed across my vision. The thing was a hellhound. Or demon dog. It was panting, waiting for a command.

"I love you, baby. Never forget it." She kissed my forehead. I could feel her fear seeping through her pores.

"NO!" The other me screamed.

"Sick 'Em, boy." Crowley patted the dog.

This time, I shouted, "NO!"

The demon dog ran at my mother, claws baring. My mother screamed in horror. It all seemed to go by in slow motion. She was being ripped to shreds, both of me were crying, and Crowley was just laughing.

I shot up, screaming, and sweaty. Both Sam and Dean ran into the room, guns blaring. I wiped the back of my hand to my forehead. I got up shakily, and looked at the calming boys. I slowly walked between them, and started to run. I ran as fast as I could.

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