Being Different (D.Winchester)

1.69 "That's Not Possible"

We were walking to the Impala. I was wiping the blood off my face.

Dean "Where the hell are we gonna find this mook? "

Sam "Where would you go to raise other dark forces of the night? "

Dean "The cemetery. "

Sam nodded " Yeah. "

We got into the Impala and Dean started to drive.

. Sam " So, this demon's pretty powerful. "

Dean " Yeah. "

Sam " Might take more than the usual weapons."

Dean looked at him from the mirror " Sam, no, you're not using your psychic whatever. Don't even think about it. Ruby's knife is enough. "

Sam " Why?"

Dean " Well because the angels said so for one – "

Sam "I thought you said they were a bunch of fanatics."

Dean "Well they happen to be right about this one. "

Sam " I don't know, Dean, it doesn't seem like they're right about much."

Dean "Well then forget the angels, okay? You said yourself, these powers, it's like playing with fire. "

Sam asked pissed off "but it's okay when Elena uses her powers?"

I shook my head "keep me out of his"

Dean "Elena was born with her powers, you not"

Sam "Elena might be the daughter of a demon, Dean"

I turned to Sam "You really wanna bring that up, Sammy? because i would love to bring some things up too, honey"

He shut up.

At the masoleum.

We walked down the stairs.

There were people locked into a room.

Sam "Help them. "

Dean "Dude, you're not going off alone."

Sam yelled "Do it! "

Then he ran away.

I took my gun out.

Dean yelled "Stand back! Stand back! "

The teens moved away from the gate and I shot the lock. Dean kicked the door open.

Dean "Go on, come on, get out, move! "

The teens rushed past us. Suddenly a door of a grave in the mausoleum room crashed to the ground and broke. A zombie crawled out of i.

My jaw dropped and another grave door smashed to the ground. Zombies started to crawl out.

The Zombie held up a knife.

Dean "Bring it on, stinky."

I stabbed a zombie right in the chest with a silver stake and Dean did the same with the other one.

suddenly i heard footsteps coming closer. I turned around but got thrown against the wall.

I looked up and Dean flew right next to me.

Dean groaned "Zombie ghost orgy huh? Well, that's it, I'm torching everybody. "

I looked at him and stood up. The ghost who threw us around was gone. I ran into another room, trying to find Sam.

I heard someone scream and saw Sam lying on the ground.

Samhain was standing over him.

Me "Let him in peace!"

He turned to me.

I held my hand out and made a fist. Samhain started to choke.

Sam groaned out " Elena, you're not strong enough"

I concentrated harder and could feel something running down my nose. My head started to hurt.

Samhain was leaving Don's body but he was fighting hard.

I put a little more strength on him but the pain got bigger.

Once Samhain left Don's body i breathed out relieved.

I heard someone say my name.

It was Dean.

I looked at him and could feel my legs giving in.

Dean caught me before i could hit the ground.

Dean "hey, hey, hey, hey, you're okay. Everything's going to be okay"

At the motel.

I was packing my bag while the boys had went outside to do god knows what. I was pretty exhausted. I've never used that amount of power at once and now i know why. I closed my bag.

I could feel a presence behind me. I looked at my gun that was lying next to my bag. I grabbed it, turned around and aimed it at the person. It was Uriel.

Me "What are you doing here? "

Uriel "You were told not to use your abilities."

Me "First of all: no one said anything to me. Second of all, That demon would have killed me, and the brothers and everyone else. But hey, i always knew you were dicks"

Uriel " The only reason you're still alive, Elena Singer, is because of your father. But the moment we decide that you are useless to us and you'll turn to dust. As for  Dean, tell him that maybe he should climb off that high horse of his. Ask Dean what he remembers from hell. Ask him about the things your father made him do "

My eyes widened and i asked confused  "what? you know who my father is?"

Uriel nodded "yes. They call him "Picasso with a razor blade". I'm sure you've heard that title before"

I thought about it and then my heart stopped "no"

Uriel nodded "yes"

I shook my head "that's not possible. It's not true"

Uriel "You are Alistair's daughter, Elena, a princess of hell"

All life drained from my face.

Oh my god.