The sharpest lives

Prolog 1/3

Hunter's POV

It was all like a bad dream. It felt so real, yet I could't do anything. I could see what I was doing but I couldn't control my body. I had no idea what was happening to me. I could see my hands stabbing my mother right into her heart. I could hear the screams of my little brother as I turned around to face him. I wanted to scream at him to run and hide but nothing came out, my mouth wouldn't move. I saw my hands as they wrapped around his neck, snapping it, killing him too. I wished it was just a nightmare. Just a sick, stupid nightmare I can't wake up from. I already knew what was coming next. My dad. We were always the closest in our small family. We all loved each other as much as we could but me and my dad had something special. He taught me all about hunting, how to shoot a gun, fight and more. Everything he knew about any supernatural creature, he taught me. I was always his little girl. So when he looked me in the eyes, my bloody hands pointing gun at him, something inside me just broke.

I tried everything to wake up, but nothing worked. I couldn't do anything but stand there and watch as life slowly left his eys, that would be something I'll never forget. I dropped to the ground as soon as he did. I could finally move my own body again, I could finally scream but it was useless, all of my family was already dead. I screamed anyways. In horror, pain and heartbreak. I did this, it was my fault. How could I live with myself knowing that I killed my own family, the parents that loved me with everything, my little brother, that I was supposed to protect. The answer was easy. I couldn't. As I was about to shoot myself in the head, the front door flew open and some man rushed into the house, splashing me with water. It hurt, a lot. I wanted to scream at him to stop but I couldn't, not being able to control my own body once again. He started screaming some words and it clicked. I was being possesed by a demon, the man had to be a hunter and he was practicing exorcismus on me, or the demon that possesed me and used me to kill my family. As he stopped, black smoke started getting out of my mouth. I could move again but the first thing I did was break down.

I killed my own family, my little brother who I loved so much, my mother that raised me with so much love, my father who gave everything to me. I wanted to die. The man introduced himself as Bobby Singer. I knew that name, my dad talked about him a few times. I knew he wasn't going to hurt me so I let him take me to his car, calling the cops short after we left. I felt numb. I have nothing left. Nothing but my dads journal. Only memories. Memories that I wanted so bad to just disappear and never to come back.

Bobby took me to his home and walked me to the kitchen where he told me to sit down while he went to make me some tea.

,,I know this might sound stupid but, are you okey kid?" Bobby asked me. Wasn't it obvious?

,,I killed them, all of them, I don't have anyone anymore." I said quietly. I wish this wasn't true.

,,You have me, kid. I promised Noah to take care of you if anything happens to him." Bobby put a cup of tea on the table in front of me. I looked him in the eyes as he was putting down a bottle of some expensive looking whiskey .

,,Thank you." I said, taking the bottle and took a sip.

,,Yeah." he nodded. ,,You will stay here, I have enough space for you."

,,I can't." I shook my head. ,,I want every motherfucker dead and after I'm done, there won't be any demon to controle anyone's life. I can't hunt them all from here"

,,You, going againt them, all alone? That's a suicide kid, I can't let you do it alone."

,,But it's my job." I told him. I knew it was a suicide mission but i didn't really care anymore.

,,Let's make a deal. I'll call some of my friends if you really want to go after them. But I'm not letting you go alone, are we clear?" Bobby looked me straight in the eyes, as if trying to read what was going on in my head.

,,This is not a deal, you just want me to have a nanny." I rolled my eyes. ,,I don't need one Bobby, I really don't." His deal sounded a lot more like he just didn't belive in me.

,,It's you and them or no demon hunting, kid. Make your decision. Like I said, I promised your father to keep you safe."

I sighed, what else can I do. ,,Okey, I'll meet your friends."

*B&S*