As Ready As I'll Ever Be

Prologue

Katelyn's POV

As I make my way home, everything felt off. I open the door to see the salt line on the floor messed up. Oh no. I run to my parents' room to check on them. "Mom, dad!?! Open the door!"
I get no response. Please be decent.
As I open the door, I see a sight that will haunt me for the rest of my life. There was my mother, in the bed with a knife in her stomach and yellow eyes. "Who the fuck are you?!" I ask. "And where is my dad?"
The demon possessing my mom chuckles.

"Oh dearie, you will know soon enough. And as for your father... let's just say the big man upstairs is not too happy with the reunion." She chuckles, menacingly. Before I can reply, the demon leaves my mom's body in a cloud of smoke. As soon as she leaves, I rush to mom's limp body. "Mom!!!"
I run to check her pulse, desperate for the smallest sign that she was alive. Nononononono! Please, mom, survive this! You've been through worse! Suddenly, she starts to cough. I sigh in relief. "K-Katelyn?"
"Yes, its me, mom. I'm right here." I say, grabbing her hand, tears running down my face. She coughs again as she tries to speak. "You know where my hunting journal is?" she asks. I nod my head, confused as to why she's asking such a question. "Good, you'll need it." she says.

"What do you mean, mom? You said that we weren't going on any hunts for a while?" I ask.

"I guess you'll be going on hunts without me from now on, huh? Let's just hope I taught you well." she sighs. I repeat my question, she's not making any sense. Soon, mom takes her last breath, not being able to hold on any longer. I start to cry and cry and cry. Why did this have to happen? That damn yellow eye demon will pay for messing with the Ryker family!

I go to the family safe and grab as much cash as I can, which is a lot more than I thought, and my parent's hunting journal. Man, I wasn't even allowed to look at this before, let alone hold it. I stuff it into my messenger bag along with my lucky knife, gun, and a giant canester of holy water. I grab all of my mom's fake ID's and my phone, along with my emf. I guess I don't need anything else here, might as well head out. I grab my motercycle helmet off the counter and head outside. As I climb onto my motercycle, I look back at the house I have come to love. I've made so many memories in that house, but now it will just remind me of my loss.

Time Skip

I pull up to a diner, just wanting a coffee to fuel my tired body. I sit down at the counter and signal a waitress. "Yes, darlin', would you like anything?" she asks sweetly. "Just a black coffee, please." I reply. She smiles and walks off. It almost seems wrong that everyone is still happy, considering what happened this morning. It seems like everyone should morn for my loss, but that would be selfish of me. She soon comes back with my coffee, and I thank her. I take a sip of heaven in a cup and sigh. Finally, something to fill the void in my chest for now.

As I'm almost halfway finished with the coffee, my phone starts to ring. "Hello?" I answer.
"Katelyn?" asks a familiar voice.

"Speaking."

"It's Dean." the voice says.

"What did he do this time?" I ask.

"No, it's me, Dean." Dean says.

"What did you do this time?"

"I didn't do anything this time. I need your help." He says.

I pale. Dean only asks for my help when it's important. What happened that is so important that Dean had to call me, and not John calling me?
"What happened?" I ask, rushing to leave. I slam a few bills on the counter and run outside, abandoning my coffee. "Dad went on a trip, and he hasn't been back in a while." he says. But John has done this before. But if Dean is this worried, it has to be serious.

"I'm on my way."