Taken, Forgotten, Found

Chapter 2

"Adam?!" It was Adam my half brother but...nope it was Michael in his meat suit. "Hello brother" He spat at me. "You're not my real brother!" I was annoyed and tried to get out of my restraints. Did I accomplish it? Yes I did, I got up and ran, I ran out of the church. I got as far as I could before something hit my neck, tranq dart. Everything started moving and I hit the ground, passing out. When I woke up again I was tied up in a chair with chains, cutting into my body. Michael came over, wearing my brother as a meat suit. I couldn't even look at him so I looked at the ground. He made me look up at him. I looked up at him. "What do you want you bitch!?" I spat at him. There was a look in his eyes that I remember. Luckily for us Crowley wasn't near us or in the room. "Adam?" I whispered. He nodded "Hey Colt, I got him out so what I'm going to do is go along with his plan but I'm leaving in what I want to. I'm getting rid of almost every memory of Sam, Dean and I" I nod "What do you mean almost all?" "I'm letting you keep 3 memories of all of us" "Okay" "The memory I'm leaving in your head is this one. My name is Adam Milligan, I am your half brother, I'm 19 years old and you need to trust me so we can find our older brothers" He then placed a machine on my head, he turned it on and everything went dark.

I woke up and I saw this person I remember him, he said 'My name is Adam Milligan and I am your half brother, I'm 19 years old, you need to trust me so we can find our older brothers'. I rack my brain and I see 2 people, one tall person with long hair, not super long though, he must be one of my brothers. I see another person, he was shorter than the other one but he looked older and had short hair. I snap out of my thoughts. Something is going through my brain, it's who I am. My name is Colt Winchester, interesting name, I'm 16 I hunt monsters, sounds about right because I know exactly how to kill every monster, Ghost, Ghoul, Leviathan, Vampire, Werewolf, Wraith, the list can go on. This person, Adam, unties me and I grab a blade out of my back pocket and stab 4 demons in the chest and we run. We run as far as we can for as long as we can, a tight grip around the blade. It feels like home. Adam and I run until we get to this gas station. He takes the keys to a car, we get in and we drive. We drive away as fast as we can. A memory hits me. It's of the 4 of us, my 2 older mystery brothers, Adam and I driving in this black car, a 1967 Chevy impala to be exact. I sigh, I need to find my older brothers as soon as possible.