To Good To Be True! Literally It Would Seem...

Prologue

Hi there, my name's Katie Oakland and I have something I need you all to do for me. Have you ever heard that old phrase, "Whenever something seems to be too good to be true, it usually is?"

You ever meet up with the guy who said that? Tell him he's on my list. I bet you're all thinking, "Well, what the hell crawled and died up her ass?"

Don't worry, I'll tell you what my problem is -in graphic detail none the less- but first, here's some friendly advice. If you ever get a large, unexpected cardboard box on your doorstep filled with your most favorite movies and box sets do not, I repeat DO NOT take it into your home and start watching them!

You take that box and load it into the back of your car and then drive to the nearest cliff and throw it over without a second glance. If I had known what I was about to be getting myself into, I would have taken the advice of a currently well known new acquaintance of mine and followed these three lifestyle tips.

Salt it, burn it, douse it with Holy Water and then proceeded to stomp on the mother's ashes like there was no tomorrow.

But alas, thanks to my obvious lack of common sense, there may not be. But this isn't my entire fault! I mean seriously who just assumes, "Heeyyy…Maybe I shouldn't take the box filled with all this awesome swag. I mean it could be hexed!"

You just don't!

And besides, it was only a few day's until my 19th birthday. I had just assumed that it might have been an early birthday present or something. Guess its true what they say about assuming...

At this point in the story I bet you're all thinking, 'Well, you kind of brought this one on yourself. I mean who just takes unexpected things off their front porch, opens it and then USES what's inside?'

Well... shut up! It's not my fault that curiosity is my dominating quality! God knows how many times it's gotten me in deep crap…

But we're not talking about this right now! Anyways, if you'd seen what was inside that box you would have done the exact same thing. TUT, TUT! No lying! I say this because on the inside of that box I wasn't seeing a bunch of hexed materials.

Oh no, I saw something I'd only imaged in my wildest dreams.

Almost ever single Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki and Misha Collins movie/TV show I had ever seen! After sorting through them all I was practically foaming at the mouth. Yea, yea, yea, I know this is where my line between right and wrong kind of blurred a little.

I'm human, sue me!

So I unwrapped the first thing I saw and jammed it in the DVD player before pressing PLAY as fast as humanly possible.

After that I plopped myself down right in front of that TV without even a flicker of remorse. They were mine now! I had thought with a huge grin on my face as the screen blacked out and the title appeared in the center. 'My Bloody Valentine' appeared in the center of the screen in dark red letters suddenly, and I let out a squeal of delight.

I know the whole, 'This is probably illegal' thing should have occurred to me. But at that moment? I was honestly just too elated to give a river dam! So I watched as the title slowly faded out of view and the movie began.

"This is going to be soooooooo awesome!" I squealed out to myself, smiling gleefully as I wiggled into a more comfortable position.

BAM! I was suddenly hit with the strongest wave of nausea I had ever felt in my life! "W-What the he-hell…" I groaned as my hands went flying to my aching abdomen.

BAM! It happened again, this time a whole whopping five times stronger then before. The pain was so potent it caused me to roll onto my side and dry heave in agony.

"Son of a bitch…" I groaned out thought the hellish dose of vertigo. God that hurt! What the heck is going on? Thick strands of dirty blond hair started to fall loosely into my vision.

Staring at the blurring room helplessly, I meekly called for assistance from someone, anyone that wasn't there. "H-Help!" I pathetically cried out as black spots started to pepper my vision.

A small chorus of voices started to hazily float from what I could only guess what was the TV throughout the room. I found myself mentally forcing myself to try and pick out Jensen's voice, then stopped myself and shook my head weakly in disbelief. I huffed out a small, pained laugh to myself.

Figures, I'm possibly dying here and I still on some mental level care about watching the damn movie...

As my consciousness started to fail, I managed to call out softly in one last pathetic attempt at hopeless salvation, "He-Help, anyone…P-Please, help…" only to then have the cold hands of nothingness take the reigns.

Make sure to R&R!

Motivation makes the world go round you know. :P

~Littleaprilroses