Prologue
AN: Hello! This is my first Supernatural fan fiction so be patient with me. This is only a little back story till we get into the actual plot. The title is from starkid (It's not a song fic but I just thought it'd fit well). Please R&R.
TW: abuse
Dean Winchester lost his mother in a fire when he was four years old. His father insisted he saw something kill her. Driven by grief he uprooted Dean along with his younger brother Sam from their Kansas home. He told them there were things out there, monsters, who could destroy them in a heartbeat. He told his young children that's why he left so often, to fight them off and also why they never stayed in a town for too long. They never had much money, John showed them how to make ends meet by teaching them to steal what they need, to hustle pool or poker, to con others for money, and most importantly how to fight. As Dean grew older his suspicions grew with him. He'd never seen these monsters his father fought while he left him to basically raise his brother back in the motel rooms they always stayed in. Sometimes John didn't come back for days; when he did come back he was more times than not drunk. Sometimes Dean said the wrong thing. John had no problem putting him back in his place. Dean quickly learned not to question his father. At 16 it didn't take Dean much longer to realize where John really went when he left Sam and Dean alone. He drank away what little savings they had, pulling credit card scams and fleeing whenever needed. Dean challenged John constantly, disgusted with his father. He no longer cared if he was beaten for it, he was already so numb. It was when John threatened Sam that made Dean lose it. He would never let anything happen to him. They ran away that night, making sure to cover their tracks like John had taught them. Sam caught on quickly, both of them stealing and hustling enough to get by. They sometimes walked from town to town if it wasn't too far but most of the time they kept close to the railroad, train hopping when necessary. Dean still looks after his brother like a hawk, never wanting any harm to come to him. Sometimes he still sees innocence and hope in his brother, something he wished he still had.