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Chapter 1 - A Strange Encounter

I was in a car with three guys, but they didn't seem to notice I was there.

"So where are you dropping us off now?" The one with longer brown hair asked the man next to him driving.

"Kape-Brooke-Hayven, California" he answered.

"Sounds like a camp for bible thumpers" the dirty blonde in the back seat next to me smirked.

"And how long are you dumping us there?" The younger one asked his voice full of resentment.

"I'm not 'dumping' you there. I'm dropping you off to do a job, to hunt because that's what we do!" The man stated firmly.

"Yeah so you can hunt a ghost" the boy mumbled.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me dad! I'm so sick of changing schools and being the new kid all the time so you can keep chancing whatever killed mom!"

"Now listen here Sammy..."

"Alright alright alright! Everyone calm down!" The dirty blonde spoke up. "I'm sick of you two bickering. So what's the job dad?"

"There have been numerous reports of people acting out and then killing themselves at the high school" their dad explained.

"So we thinking ghost?" The blonde asked.

"Maybe but it could be something else Dean" said the father.

"What else could it be?" Asked Sam.

"Its you and your brother's job to find out, look there's the sign" he pointed out the window. I followed it and saw the sign that read Welcome To Kape-Brooke-Haven.

"Seriously though dad, is this place going to be full of nuns?" Dean smirked as did his dad.

Dean sighed then randomly looked in my direction. He furrowed his brow then squeezed his eyes shut then opened them and just stared at me.

"Can you see me?" I whispered. He nodded as he pulled a knife from his boot.

"Who the hell are you?" His voice was firm.

"Dean who are you talking..." Sam stopped mid sentence when he saw me. "Dad stop the car" he yelled.

The older man looked in the rear view mirror and swerved the car. As it swerved I blacked out.

I shot up in bed in a cold sweat and breathing harshly. I didn't know what the hell just happened, but I knew it wasn't a dream or a vision. I was really there. Whatever it was could have just gotten me killed. I got out of bed and opened my window sitting in the window seat. The cool brisk air felt nice against my flushed skin.

Whoever I had just encountered were obviously hunters and they were right. Something weird was going on in Kape-Brooke-Haven. I had been working on it for the last week since the deaths started. It sounded like some kind of possession, but I wasn't a hundred percent sure. My brother and I planned on hitting up the high school tonight after it's closed and the janitors are gone.

I sighed at how tired I was, but I knew there was no way I would be able to fall back asleep for two reasons. Reason one my mind was racing from what just happened which brings me to reason two, I didn't want to end up back in that car and get killed. I looked to my clock and it read 3:02 so I decided to take a shower and get ready for another day of school. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends and I'm good in all my classes, but with the deaths recently I just didn't feel right going there unless it was to stop what was going on.

((Later that morning))

After I got dressed in some ripped skinny jeans, a tight black top and my favorite pair of black heals I grabbed my backpack and purse and headed downstairs. I set my stuff down on the end table in front of the mirror at the bottom of the stairs. I put on my make up and threw my blonde hair with black low lights up into a sloppy bun then grabbed my white jacket with the fur hood.

"Jason? You need a ride today?" I yelled for my brother as I put on my jacket.

Jason appeared at the top of the stairs ready to go.

"I'm ready, but Linsey isn't going today. She said she's sick" he replied jogging down the stairs. I looked at him confused. "Bad break up with Brad last night, she caught him with Stacy Strait" he stated.

"She didn't..."

"No" he interrupted. "She didn't kill him or even hurt him except a blow to the face, told you she'd get better" he finished pushing me from the mirror to fix his dark brown hair.

The only thing we had in common look wise was our eyes. They were the same shape and shade of baby blue. We did have the same shape nose until he broke his falling off one of his bikes. I grabbed my keys from my purse then grabbed it and my backpack and headed for the door. Jason was still fixing his hair. I swear he was more of a girl then me sometimes.

"Jason!"

"Huh? Oh right I'm coming" he said picking up his backpack and following me out to my 1969 dodge charger.

"I had the weirdest thing happen last night" I stated getting in.

"What's that?" Jason asked getting in the passenger seat.

"I'll explain on the way" I said turning the ignition and put the car into gear.

I told him everything about being in the Chevy and the hunters.

"And you're sure it wasn't just a dream?" He asked as I pulled into my usual parking spot.

"Maybe it was" I said getting out of the car with him. I slung my bag and purse over my shoulder and began walking toward the school. I looked up then held out my arm to stop Jason. "Or maybe it wasn't" I said pulling up my hood.

"What are you talking about?" He asked following my direction. "Hey that's a black Chevy impala just like you described" he said.

"And that's one of the hunters getting out, Sam I think his name is" I replied.

"Tori that means you were really in that car" he looked at me shocked "but how?"

"I don't know but I've got to get to class, we'll try to figure it out after we deal with school and what's going on in it. Catch you later?" I said. He nodded and I walked up the steps into school.

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