Amelia Winchester
Prologue - 8 Eight Years Ago:
My fathers body was bloody and his flesh were burned, his eyes were melting, so as his nose and his hands. I was shaking violently while my father looked at my mother with hate in his eyes. My mother was scared too, she cried with her head in her hands.
I didn't know what was going on, my father died last week. How can he be alive?
Is he even alive? Is this a dream?
My questions were never answered because before I knew, my father stabbed my mother in the stomach.
"It's you're fault," he hissed.
"Mother!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everything was a blur caused by the tears in my eyes.
My father looked at me with a small smile.
"It had to be done darling. She would bring you in danger. They found out," he said before he disappeared again.
My knees gave in and I fell down the stairs, right next to my dead mother. My head was bleeding but I didn't care. I wished for death. My mother was dead. The only woman who cared about me. She wasn't only my mother, but also my best friend. I told her everything that happened and she would listen. She gave me advice and encouraged me. I knew I couldn't live without her, so I waited. Waited for death to come.
Of course, It didn't come.
Instead, John Winchester found me and killed my already dead father. He adopted me, because I didn't had any family left. He trained me to become a hunter like Dean and Sam, his sons, and he loved my like his own daughter.
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Song: Jason Walker – Echo (It's a beautiful song, and It fits this chapter perfectly)
BTW: I'm Dutch, sorry for any mistakes.