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Chapter 1:
My name is Lucy Willis. I am seventeen old and have long black wavy hair and deep crystal blue eyes. I did however have neon blue streaks in my hair. What can I say, I was an unique chick. My hair went down to the middle of my back. My mother died when I was a little girl, and my father was a hunter. To this day, he blames himself for my mother becoming a vampire and him having to kill her.
My parents were hunters together till one hunting trip, my mom got turned into a vampire. For months, my parents tried to make it work. My mother's blood lust was getting out of control and soon my father figured out that the amount of bodies that were being found was because of my mother. My father had no choice but to end her, as she lunged for his throat.
To this day, my father has taught me everything he knew and would learn. He wanted me to be able to protect myself from the things that go boo in the dark and of course himself if I had to. I was always given specific instructions to follow and if he should ever not come back from a hunting trip, I was to call John Winchester, my father's old hunter friend. There was always the protocol of three days to the max of a week.
My life was simple. I would go to school, wherever my dad was hunting at the time, go back to the hotel, salt the windows, and wait it out. If I got hungry I was to go to either the motel's restaurant, if it had one, or order in under one of the credit card numbers and names my father left for me. I usually did the ordering for my father whenever he needed something to kill, banish, or get rid of something.
I always ended up going to a new school ever two weeks to four weeks, depending on the type of job my father was working on. I had a couple of months left of school before I graduated. I had always been moved around, and finally, one day, had gotten fed up with being behind, so I decided that I would take extra classes and graduate early. I always got my proper paperwork and kept all my school records so that I could one day go to college and have a normal life that did not involve monsters or the living dead.
For now, I would help my father till I turned eighteen, and then I would jump to college faster than you could say boo!
Today was just like every other day of my hunter life.
I walked to "home" from school and unlocked the door with the key dad left for me. I closed the door and salted it as usual. I then decided to do homework and wait and see if today was the day that my dad came home from his hunting trip. I was not a girl who was boy crazy, but I did have my crushes. When I was little, my father used to bring me to my Uncle Bobby's house. I would play with little Sam and Dean Winchester.
Dean would always be the hero and Sam would be his sidekick. I of course was always the princess who needed to be saved. I smiled as I thought about the fun times we shared. I blushes as I remembered at the age of six, how I had made Sam and Dean play pretend wedding with me, so I could get my crush to kiss me. Sam was the groom and dean was the officiant. Somehow, Sam always managed to get out of kissing me.
I laughed at the thought of my silly childhood crushes and memories. I will admit that to this day, I still wondered what would happen if I were to run into the Winchester brothers. I blushed and shook my head. Would this crush that I had from childhood ever go away? It was never going to happen, but a girl can dream!
My father was working with John Winchester, I was given specific instructions to call him at a certain number if he didn't come back in three days, but it was only day one, so I had no intention or thought to even call him. I wondered if Sam and Dean were helping them. I secretly hoped I would see them, but shook my head back to reality. What was I going to do? Say "Hey Sam, I have a crush on you, let's go on a date?" That would not work out, considering the hunter's lifestyle was hard and you always had to be on the down low and I had no intention of embarrassing myself.
Tonight, I was in bed, as usual, watching T.V. with some pizza, Buffalo wings with blue cheese, and a coke. I loved my food. I started to hear a ringing in my ears. I didn't think anything of it at first, but then it started to hurt. It got to the point where I had to cover my ears. My eyes started to tear up.
Suddenly, the windows started to rattle and the T.V. Went nuts on static. I checked the windows to make sure they were salted and they were. I looked to the door to see light coming from under it. The door started to shake and rattle and looked like it was about to come off the hinges.
I had no idea what was happening. I picked up the phone and dialed John Winchester's number. I got the answering machine. I screamed into the phone, in order to hear myself, telling him where I was and what was happening.
"John, It's Lily! Something is trying to get me in my hotel room! I'm in the Roman Hotel! Dad said you already knew where it was! A little help would be great!"
Whatever was happening shut my phone off right as I finished speaking and I was officially scared. It would take a lot to scare me.
The room continued to shake and I ran and closed the curtains to the window, that way if the glass broke, it would be a little cover from shattering. Then again supernatural things could do whatever they wanted sometimes. I was afraid and felt the tears start to fall. I ran to the farthest corner of the room and curled into a ball in it. I rocked back and forth and covered my ears. The tears fell and I didn't care. I felt myself turning back to that scared little girl watching her daddy kill a mommy vampire. Yes, I was there. I rocked back and forth. "It's going to go away! GO Away! It has to go away!" I said over and over again into the air to make myself feel better, but it didn't feel better. It just made things worse.
Just then the door busted open and I screamed and looked to the door. There stood a man who looked to be in his fifties. "Come with me, hurry Lucy! It's me!" he yelled at me. I realized then that it was John Winchester.
I didn't move. I had been taught better than to just trust in a situation like this. This had to be a mirage or some creature trying to manipulate me.
"TRUST ME!" he yelled. I looked around the room and watched as the room literally started to disintegrate. I didn't think I had a choice.
I grabbed his hand, and together we ran out of the hotel and to a really nice car. "Get in!" he said. I looked towards the room and saw that the sky was lighting up with a show and thunder too. The wind started to pick up and I looked back to the man who claimed to be John Winchester. "Get it!" he yelled. I didn't move. What if he was the creature. I crossed my arms and yelled. "Prove you are John!" I said. John rolled his eyes and cut his arm and sprinkled holy water on himself, as well as eating salt. He did this really fast, and I had to keep up to see, but nothing happened and I knew this was really John. "Now, get in!" he yelled.
He didn't have to tell me twice and soon, we were speeding away at a really fast pace. I looked back only to be yanked back in my seat.
"Don't look back! Or you will get infected!" he said. I nodded and turned away. I buckled my seat belt and soon we were at a good enough distance.
John finally slowed down his driving to blend in and turned to me. "I know you must be wondering what is going on?" he said. I nodded.
"Yeah, I'm curious." I said. John smiled. "You are a very smart girl" he said. "You didn't get into the car with me, even if your life depended on it till you knew it was really me. That is always a mistake people make. Good job!" he said.
I sighed in relief. At least I did the right thing by going with the right guy. "You can breathe now." he said. I chuckled. "What was that, and how was I going to get infected?" I asked.
John Winchester sighed. "You father was hunting a very angry spirit. He and I were working together." he said. I nodded in understanding.
"How did it know I was connected?" I asked. John looked at me and spoke. "Your blood is the same as your father's so it tracked you down." he said.
I Nodded. That made sense. I stopped. My blood? I turned to John. "So where is my dad, is he ok?" I asked. John's eyes saddened. I turned to me and spoke. "Lucy, you dad didn't make it. The spirit killed him." he said. What I was afraid of had happened.
I gasped and felt the tears start to come to my face. "I'm sorry sweetie." he said. I felt the tears come down to my face and was thankful the John was so nice about this, but the pain hit home. I was now an orphan. "What am I going to do?" I asked. "I had plans and now my father died for nothing! We have to get this thing and kill it or dad will have died for nothing! Oh John, what are we going to do? I'm a minor. I'm not going to be allowed to do anything without my father and they are going to put me in an orphanage and what if that thing comes back for me?" I cried.
John stopped the car and turned to me. "Slow down and take a breath girly." he said.
I sighed and took a breath. "That thing is not going to get you. I won't let it, and as far as you going into a home, you are not going to because I had a your uncle Bobby Singer pull some strings and you are going to live with him." he said. I sighed. "Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked.
John smiled, "Because we take care of our own." he said. I nodded.
"Thank you." was all I could muster out.
John nodded and turned to drive the car again. "Rest up it's going to be a long ride." he said. I nodded but knew that after that I probably would not let myself sleep. We drove for hours. I was not about to ask where we were going. I knew better than to ask that.
I looked at my feet and the realization hit me that I was barefoot which made me look at my clothes. I was in my nightgown still. I quickly put my hands around my chest. John noticed this and pulled a sweatshirt from the back seat. "Here, this will have to do till we get to Bobby's house." he said. I took the sweatshirt and put it on. "Thanks." I said. John nodded.
I was always taught you can't tell what you don't know. It's something my father always taught me. Suddenly, John turned to me.
"Look in the bag at your feet." he said. I picked the bag up and opened it. It had new Ids and cards for me in it. I sighed and took the old ones out of my bag and handed them to John who took them.
I was going to go by the name of Lucy, but the last name was changed. "Clever just changing the last name." I said. John chuckled.
I switched the cards and then put the bag down.
"There's just one problem. I don't know how to drive." I said. John looked at me. "How old are you?" he asked. I sighed.
"I'm seventeen and in my senior year." I said. "And you don't know how to drive?" he asked. I nodded. "Dad always did all the driving. I get the idea, but never had to." I said.
John smiled and pulled the car over. He opened the door and came around to my side of the car and opened the door. I got up and got out. "Drive." he said. I gaped at him.
"You want me to drive your car?" I asked. John smiled. "Yes, Lucy, I want you to drive my car." he said. I hopped into the drivers seat with a squeal and adjusted everything for my height.
When we pulled onto the road John started teaching me how to drive. It was actually fun. After an hour or so, I actually got it. John of course was holding onto every handle that the car had.
I guess he wasn't used to a girl driver, or someone else driving for that matter.
I felt myself getting tired and turned to John. "I'm getting tired, do you mind driving so we can avert the issue of me falling asleep at the wheel?" I asked. John chuckled.
"Course cupcake." he said. I smiled. His terms of endearment were really sweet. My father was like that. It reminded me that I would never see him again and the tears started to fall.
"Did I say something wrong?" asked John. I shook my head.
"No, I just am getting the reality check of not seeing dad again. That's all." I said.
John nodded and we switched seats. He got himself situated and soon we were off again.
I must have fallen asleep because I was gently picked up and felt myself being carried.
"John?" I asked in a mumbled sleep.
"Ssshhhh. It's ok sweetie. Sleep." I heard John's voice say.
I nodded and drifted off to sleep.