The "little one."

My names Spencer, 17 year old monster hunter. It's just me and my two brothers, Sam and Dean. Sam and I are only months apart but he still treats me like his baby, but so does Dean. They try to get me to stay out of trouble but, being alone with Dean for 5 years doesn't influence you in the best way. Sammy went away to collage and tried to ditch the whole family monster hunting thing but, it's impossible. For the Winchesters anyways. Our mother died when I was only a few weeks old, Sammy was 2 and Dean was 7 or so. It was a "house fire." Which, it was but, our father obsessed over the fact something caused it. He dedicated his life to finding what killed our mother. Raising is like warriors so we could do the same. We grew up going to different schools, living in motels and taking care of ourselves while dad was on a hunting trip. When our dad passed, nothing changed. We still hunt monsters and evil. We still save people. It's still just the family business