Amelia Grace

Chapter 1

"Dean Winchester has been saved"

The words pushed their way through my head at a impossible volume. I gripped my head as the voice played and other voices began to join in. Overlapping and some even screaming. I let out a groan as I pressed against my temple, a warm liquid dripping from my nose. My mother burst through the doors as she must of heard my cries of pain. Scooping me off the floor and into her arms, she shushed me wiping the area under my nose and through tears I saw the red. She calmed my tears and put me in my bed, it was only 6.30pm but I fell asleep instantly, dream plagued by nightmares of a man on meat hooks calling out for someone.

"Who's Dean Winchester?" I questioned early in the morning, seeing if my parents knew who they where. My mum shrugged with a smile and went on eating her eggs and my dad gave me a stern face as if to say shut up before looking back at his daily newspaper. He was never a happy man,a rather large temper to. Their has been many a time where he would take his anger out on me and my mum but she never left him. Nor the smile on her face everyday, no matter what he threw her way she always looked happy. Whereas I just tred lightly when I was around him, which is why I shut up right away and didn't say anything else on the subject.

Later that day while at school I got another headache. This was just as intense and loud as last time. I threw myself into a cubicle in the closest girls toilets just before the voice rang out.

"The first seal has been broken" What seal i asked myself, wiping the blood from under my nose with the toilet paper and rubbing my head. I walked to my locker and got out some painkiller which i had for when my dad caused major damage. I swallowed two with my water and went to my next class. 

When I finished school for the day, I still had a headache. I climbed on the bus and went home. 

"Amelia?" Came my mum's voice "is that you?" I sighed slightly, she knows i get home about this time every day. Unless she was waiting for my dad.

"Yes, mum" i loudly replied but she didn't seem to say anything else. I walked into the living room to find it empty, the kitchen too.

"Where are you?" I called as I stood in the hallway so I could hear up the stairs.

"Up here" came the reply "I want to show you something" I chuckled slightly. She must have been in her craft room making a new picture frame or something. I pulled myself up with the railing and walked over the landing towards her  craft room. 

"Mum?" i questioned as I pushed the door open.

"Hello sweetheart"smiled my dad, my mothers voice came out of his mouth. I didn't understand and backed away as his eyes turned black. "Its time for you to go downstairs with me" he said in his normal voice, brandishing a large silver knife. 

"Where is my mum?" My voice came out in a squeak. He looked down at the floor behind the door and laughed. I did the same, except I screamed. My mothers corpse lie on the floor misshapen and broken. I couldn't move, everything seemed to be silent, like nothing else but this was happening.  

I snapped out of it to feel the sharp metal bury itself in my side as my dad pushed. As i fell, i felt him grab me and suddenly we were some where else. Somewhere I had seen in my recent nightmares. This was Hell.