My confused angel: A Castiel love story

Winchesters

Prologue.

Is this a dream? I was tied up in a chair in the kitchen. I feel my head thumping and ache. Why does it hurt so much.? I look around to see if I can see anything. I yelled out mom but I couldn't hear any replies.

"MOM" I said again, but no answer.

I move my arms to see if I could loosen the ropes. But it was no use.

"What is going on?" I ask myself.

Someone comes out dragging my mom on her knees.

"MOM!" I cried.

"Oh look what we have here, she's finally awake."

"Who the hell are you?!"

"Oh why, Meg of course" She laughs, smiling her white teeth gleamed.

"Why are you doing this?" I yelled.

"Well the King of Hell wanted me too, Don't ask why because I'm not going to tell you"

Meg pull on my mom hair and she cringles.

"Remember you're a Winchester and this is what happens to Winchesters." Meg lifts my mum up and stab her in the back, piecing thought her heart. Mom screams echo throughout the kitchen. Megs just laughs, her eyes turning black as a night sky. Her eyes look empty and lonely.

"You're a demon" I said.

"Duh!" and laughter fill the room. Meg turns to leave "You will eventually figure out how to get of the chair."

"Wait!" Why aren't you gonna kill me?" I ask.

Meg turns around. "Cause.... you have a part to play" Meg says.

"Part to play? In what?" I said in confusement.

"The Apocalypse silly. Can't say more, so see ya" and Meg leaves.

"Wait , WAIT!" I yell.

Chapter 1

If one more person asks if I'm okay, I'm seriously gonna hit someone. Yes, my mom died last week, I'm torn and hurt. I have cried and weep, but what am I supposed to do. I hate it when people pity me. All I want is for people to leave me alone, but noooo, they have to come over every day bring me damn cookies. Like I seriously don't think cookies are gonna make me feel any better. It definitely won't bring my mom back. People keep on telling me to go and see a shrink and talk about it, but I don't want too, and to be honest I can't. I can't because She was killed by a demon and I can't explain that to the psychiatrists. They'd put me in the loonie bin, no thanks.

I wish my dad was here. I haven't seen him since I was 16, which was roughly 5 years ago. I want to know of how he met my mom, but neither of them would tell me. Right now I'm alone, sitting in my bed room. It very peaceful thank god. At the very moment I thought it, the doorbell rang.

"Damn, I spoke too soon" I said out a loud. I ran down stairs and look though the peak hole. Two men stood there.

"Who are you?"

"We are Detective James Spen and Detective Lee Romly. We are here to ask question about your mother?"

"I already spoke to the police."

"We would like to ask you some questions our self."

I unlock the door cautiously.

"How can I help you?" I ask.

"You're Ella Winchester?" The talk one said.

"Yeah and?" I ask nervously?"

"Do you have an Uncle Bobby?'' The short one says.

"Oh my god, is Bobby alright? Has something happen to him? I ask with concern in my voice.

"Oh yeah He's fine, he just told us about you" the tall one says.

"Who are you guys really? I ask.

"Well, we are Sam and Dean. The shorter one, Dean says.

"Okay...." not understanding why they lied.

"We are your brothers" same say.

"I stare at them with a blank expression. Whoa, I have to Freaking brothers?

"No one, has mention me having any brothers"

"We only found out we had a sister" Dean says.

"Prove it?" I ask.

Dean goes in to his jacket pocket and pulls out a photograph. I take the photo from Dean and look at it. It was a picture of my mom and my dad.

"It's mom and dad." I said.

"Yeah and he's our dad too." Sam says.

I look up at them and notice they still standing outside.

"Oh my god, oops sorry guys, coming in . I say and open the door wider.

They come in and we all sit on my couches.

"Well if you guys are Winchesters, then you already know..." I start,

"Know wha-" Dean started but I cut him off by splashing holy water on him and Sam.

"Uh! No, were not freaking demons!" Dean says.

"Sorry, had to make sure." I say.

Then Sam splashes some at my face.

"You know, I could have done that myself instead of drowning my face." I say.

"Sorry." Sam says.

"Well, anyways. Pack your stuff." Dean says.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"Sorry I'll re-phrase that. Do you wanna come on the road with us to kill demons and bond?" Dean asks.

"One sec...I say and run upstairs." I pack my clothes and important stuff. As I go downstairs I say
"So, as you said. Killing demons and bonding?"

"Yep." Dean says.

"Perfect." I say. We all get out and go into an amazing black car. Maybe I'll even get to find that black eyed bitch Meg, and get my revenge. I take one last look at my house. Goodbye old life...hello new life.