This is my first fanfiction please review and be gentle with me please : )
I Do Not Own Supernatural
I've grown up my whole life believing there is something else out there. Nobody really knows how big the universe is, we can't be the only living creatures on the planet.
It was a few days before my 16th birthday when I found out that my suspicions where in fact true. I came home exited because the boy I had a crush on said he was coming to my party I couldn't believe it. I hurried to the bus hoping that the ride wouldn't take too long so I could get home to tell my mother the news. When I arrived the door is ajar and I can smell a disgusting gut ranching smell I pushed the door open slowly and saw bloody hand prints all over the wall, I tried to control my mounting fear but my hands were shaking uncontrollably. I reached the lounge room and discover that there is blood everywhere and there is my mother standing over a dead body covered in blood.
"Mum are you okay?" I asked, that's when I noticed the body on the ground that's been ripped to pieces looks exactly like my mother. "I don't understand what's going on" I said with a bit of a stutter "I was hoping you wouldn't be home" said my mother "do you know how long I've been waiting in the shadows to kill this women? Two weeks! That's like a life time to me" there is no way in hell that is my mother she would never kill anybody, when we got mice in the house last year she made me set them free after we caught them, she wouldn't hurt a fly. The creature then started walking towards me with a predatory smile, it opens its mouth and said "The body I had before your mothers was starting to disintegrate and it was nowhere near as beautiful and tight as your mothers" "what the hell are you?" I yelled at the monster "They call me a shape shifter but you and I we aren't so different" it said while coming closer to me. It traps me against the wall and slide its hand down the side of my face "I was hoping I wouldn't have to kill you, I could have looked after you until it was time for me to get a new body" Tears start streaming down my face and I start trying to think of any way I can get out of this house. I've done boxing at school but I was never any good at it but I had to try something, I say to the monster "I would rather be dead then have you as a mother" and spat in its face, the creature then wiped its face which was the perfect opportunity for me to punch it in the stomach. "You little bitch!" I guess that didn't work I think as it raised its hand and slapped me so hard I fell to the ground. It started kicking me in the stomach and face it only took a couple of blows before I'm coughing up blood "Just kill me already" I plead. The monster picks me up by the hair and says "with pleasure" and punches me in the face so hard I'm 80% sure it breaks my nose. I then fall to the ground wishing I would just pass out already. The monster walked over to my dead mother laying on the ground and picks up the knife it used to kill her, it then started slowly walking over to me. All I am thinking is for fuck sake can't you just get this over with. That's when I heard it, the slight creak the back door makes when it's being opened. I hoped to god that it is the police to kill this fucker. Through the blood dripping down my face I see a man in his 30's holding a gun. The creature then noticed that I'm looking at something behind it and charges at the man which is when he emptied 3 rounds into the creature who then fell straight onto the ground. I sag in relief, I'm so tired, I want to close my eyes and sleep for days. I'm slowly drifting off when the man kneeled down in front of me "hey, hey, don't you fall asleep you most likely have a concussion" he then slowly makes a move to pick me up, it seemed like he was trying to be as gentle as he possibly could but that didn't stop it from hurting like a bitch, he must have noticed me wince because he apologises. "I'm going to get you to the hospital, then I'm going to have to take off" I think I nodded my head at his statement but I'm too tired to take it all in, I wanted to ask him his name and if he would possibly stay with me but it came out as mostly coughing, he must have understood some of what I had said because he responded with "I will try to stay as long as I can without the police getting suspicious and my name is John Winchester"
