Title: Given by a Greater Power
Category: TV Shows » Supernatural
Author: Amerez
Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: Adventure/Supernatural
Published: 07-31-13, Updated: 07-31-13
Chapters: 1, Words: 1,664

Chapter 1: The Supernatural

~Given by a Greater Power~

Chapter 1

Disclaimer:I don't own Supernatural or any of its characters!

Sam was six years-old when something none of them were expecting happened that would forever change his life, their lives. Before that even happened this story began when his mother died in a nursery fire when he was only six months-old. It wasn't a normal fire it was supernatural!

Before

Mary—Sam's mom—woke up to the baby monitor. Sam was crying very loudly in great distress. She was a little worried so she jumped out of bed and ran to his room. When she got there she saw her husband standing over Sam so she started walking back to her bedroom.

Mary was confused when she heard the television on downstairs in her living room. Mary slowly made her way down the stairs, when she reached the bottom she almost screamed on the top of her lungs. Whoever was in the room with Sam was not John!

She never ran so fast in her life like she was now. While flying into the room the man standing over her little boy turned around. He said "Glad you could join us Mary-"the man got quickly cut off when Mary yelled "Get away from my son right now!"

The man with the yellow eyes held his hands up in surrender feigning innocence. "No need to be violent, it just seems I have taken a liking to little Sammy here." He said this all the while looking at Sam with an adoring look. Mary not having any commonsense at the moment said "You have to kill me first before you put a finger on Sam!"

The demon just looked at her with a face that said 'You really didn't just say that to me.' followed by him saying "That won't be a problem." He used his powers to pin her against the wall. She slid up to the ceiling slowly, then with a smile he gutted her just as John made it into the room. Once he realized she was there it would be too late the fire will al ready be started.

She screamed on the top of her lungs. It was not because she was in pain, but because she would be leaving her family behind. John, Sam, and Dean, she prayed with all her heart that they would survive. She knew this day would forever tear apart her family.

John woke up to Mary's scream. He flew up the stairs just like Mary had when she saw he was not in Sam's room. He also saw a man standing over Sammy, but this time the man was stroking his son's hair much like a father would, just like he would.

"Get away from my son, now!" The demon glared at him with his piercing yellow eyes. "I see yelling runs in the family," John didn't understand that meant the demon spoke to his wife. "This boy will be mine!" John yelled "NEVER!" After that was said the demon vanished with a sneer on his face.

John saw that Sam was okay and went to check on Dean. Only then did he just remember what got him up stairs in the first place, Mary! He got Sam and gave him to Dean and said "Dean, take your brother outside! As he was getting Sam he saw blood dripping on Sam, he put his finger in it and sniffed it had a copper-like smell and it was red.

He knew exactly what it was now. It was blood, he looked up and he saw Mary he screamed "Mary, NO!" Mary was on the ceiling gutted and to make matters worse she was set on fire. He almost reached for her, but the flames were too much.

He knew now that he couldn't save her it was too late, so he ran outside to Sam and Dean. He couldn't leave them alone now could he? John picked both Sam and Dean up and ran. While he just ran the house exploded and a few tears slipped from his eyes and he thought to himself 'Mary what will I do without you?' John made it to his car and once he started driving he couldn't stop.

He wanted Lawrence, Kansas as far behind him as it could get. All he could think about were those malicious yellow eyes looking down at his little boy. He did not see any negative emotions emanating off the demon. All he saw was undying love, but it still didn't change what that thing did to his wife.

Now

Sam and Dean were both sleeping when Dean woke up to Sam screaming very loudly. He was getting out of bed to go to Sammy when he saw someone shushing him and stroking his hair. The man turned towards him and looked him in the eyes. The man's eyes were yellow.

Once Dean realized he wasn't human he slowly reached for his knife which was hidden underneath his pillow. He could see that the man noticed what he was doing. When he blinked and looked again the person was gone. It was as if they weren't even there to begin with, he shook his head at the thought.

Dean tried to wake him up, but Sam didn't respond. Dean had to wipe the tears out of his eyes. Seeing his brother in pain and not being able to do anything made him feel useless, he felt like he couldn't protect his little brother. To make matters worse Sam started screaming even louder and he was sobbing. Dean didn't understand why he couldn't just wake up.

He had also noticed as Sammy's screams got louder the more the cabin started to shake. He couldn't take this anymore and he was also bewildered, why hadn't his father come bursting through the door looking for a threat that made his son scream. Dean took it upon himself get his father.

He ran as quickly as he could into the other room to see his dad snoring so loudly he was now not surprised Sam didn't wake him up, but that he didn't wake himself up. He really didn't care about what his father would say about him ruining his sleep. His first priority now was Sam who was screaming with all his might in the room next door.

He shook his dad wildly and when his father came to his senses he didn't even have to utter a word. His dad was out the door before he could say anything as he was glad he didn't have to. Words would be just a waste of his time right about now.

His dad tried to wake Sammy too, but just like before it didn't work. That when Dean stepped in, "Dad I think someone was standing over Sam when I first woke up, but as soon as I blinked they disappeared." John tensed up and asked Dean "Did you get a look at his eyes?"

Dean had no idea why this was important, they were just eyes but his dad was really depending on him to answer the question. "His eyes…they were yellow, just like I saw him I thought I imagined that too." John at this point was just about to start screaming himself. The demon was back and it knew where they were and it had its sights set on Sammy.

It was a miracle Sam started to quiet down and he was waking up. Dean was by his bed faster than John ever thought possible. He was shaking with fear and crying. "Are you okay? What happened?" Dean asked in a soft but eager voice. Sam looked scared to death and he really didn't want to talk about it, but it was Dean who was asking.

He knew above all people Dean would keep him safe. He shakily said "There was a woman…she had yellow hair. I think she was stuck to the wall and there was red all over her stomach," as he said the he pointed up. "Then a man with yellow eyes was there after that all I could see was fire. She was screaming so loud!" By the time he got to the last sentence he was sobbing hysterically.

Dean was rubbing Sam's back trying to calm him down, while John was another story. He stood frozen in front of them both because what Sam described was exactly what happened to Mary. It was impossible for Sam to remember that. He was only six months-old at the time.

John ran to his room and searched through his duffle bag and found a picture of Mary and returned to the room. He sat down next to Sam and showed him the picture and asked "Was this the woman you saw?" His eyes widened when he saw the picture and shook his head yes. John and Dean were the only ones who knew how Mary died and now Sammy somehow knew now.

His son was dreaming of his mother's death and don't think he didn't notice as Sammy cried even louder how the cabin shook. He knew of only one thing to do he had to go to an old friend of his. She was the most reliable psychic he knew, he was sure she would know the answers to his questions. Her name was Missouri Mosley.

He told the boys to pack their thing they were going to visit one of his friends'. Once they got in the car he told them to relax it would be a four hour drive. If all of them hadn't been distracted they would have noticed the yellow eyed man across the street watching Sam. As Sam fell asleep he heard someone whispering "None of us choose our destiny, Samuel, and none of us can escape it."

What is and what should never be. This life was not meant for them, this is not how it was supposed to happen. If only their lives were normal, if only, if only.