Chapter 1

A/N: This takes place after Paper moon and before Fanfiction. He has the mark of Cain, Sam is worried about him. The main conflict starts a little early because most of this is written in school so I don't wanna write all those hardships and start crying but there will be back story later on. So, sit back, relax, and read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Sam, Dean, or any of these characters except for Joy and Jacob.

All the pain. It burns. The pain of losing someone. Someone you love. It hurts.

I'm walking home with Jacob, my brother, something doesn't feel right. It's summer but...something in the air feels...I don't know…cold. We are about a block away from my house when I hear all the dogs in the neighborhood going crazy. Barking their heads off. As if saying "Hey! You! Something's wrong! Get us out of here!" But no one listens.

That's when I see it fire rising from the trees. By my house. Jacob is entranced by the dogs. I stop. When I stop I see Jacob turn around. He stares into my clear blue eyes. He knows by my face I'm scared.

The fire by our house is big. My parents would have been back for an hour by now. I hope they got out. They aren't my real parents. I don't know my real parents. I never have. Actually, I hate the parents I have. When I was five, my mother used me as an ironing board. Also, I'm their ashtray. I'm 29 now. Me and my brother still live with them because they will hurt us if we leave. I still have the scars of cigar butts and iron tips on my back and legs. They force me to wear a black tube top and short shorts at all times so that they have skin to burn. They have never taken me to get my dark brown, black streaked hair cut properly. They insist on doing it themselves. They never cut it shorter than my waistline. I usually wear my hair in a high ponytail. I still care about them even though they've done so many horrible things to me. My brother is the only one who helps me out of the house. He saves me.

Slowly I raise hand to point to our house. The flames going higher. Jacob tells me to stay. He runs. Like hell I'm going to stay. I chase after him. I see someone. Running away from our house. I feel dizzy. It must have been a hallucination. I catch up with Jacob. Everything is hazy. Everything goes black.

My eyelids are filled with bright, white, blinding light. I wake up in hospital garb. My shoulder and knee hurt like hell.

"Are you awake?" A strange voice asks. It's a man's voice. Friendly, with a touch of annoyance. I turn my head to the side the man spoke from. He was beautiful. Blonde hair. Scruff on his chin. Beautiful green eyes.

"No. I'm talking in my sleep. Where am I? Who are you? How long have I been asleep? Where's my brother? Where's Jacob?" I'm panicking the only guy I see is the strange man.

"My name is Dean Winchester, that's Sam Winchester, my brother." As he says the second name he points to the other side of the bed. This man is also beautiful. Shoulder length brown hair. Brown eyes. Plaid shirt. "We're demon hunters. You're in a hospital. You've been asleep for four days. We've been here for three." Demon hunters?. Are these guys high? "Your brother is…"

"Dead" Sam finished Dean's sentence. He said it so...bluntly. Like it wouldn't hurt anyone. It did. It hurt bad.

"Dead? How? What the hell happened when I was out. Tell me! Please! I need to know what happened! What happened to me? What happened to my mom and dad? What happened to Jacob?" I was panicking. I wanted to scream.

"The fire at your house was bad. Your brother called 911. He carried you away from the fire. A woman. In all black went up to him. She was wearing a face mask according to a bystander. She said something about wanting 'no one in the way of getting the King and his girl back together.'"

"My dad? A King? Of what? Why would he kill for me? For an ugly piece of shit like me."

"We haven't exactly figured out who 'King' is. That's why we were waiting for you to wake up. The thing that set the fire was a demon. A crossroad demon of some sort. The same thing that killed your brother. We were wondering if you knew anything about your biological father?"

"No, I don't. What am I going to do? Where am I going to go? I have no money. I've never left my house. Heck, I go to online collage. Will you guys let me join you. I want revenge. For my mom. My dad. But mostly for my brother. Let me join you. For Jacob"

A/N: It's a little shorter than I would please but writing is hard and I'm the other so deal. Please leave some comments and continue reading. I will try to post weekly but if I don't I'll post some short scenes that will be in it later. Maybe I'll even post some of my eye drawings on Deviantart.