This is a fan fic, of two of my favorite things, Twilight, and Supernatural.
So things don't align always, like in twilight, it would seem impossible for two guys, to kill a vampire, and I don't think there are vampire hunters either. Their ideas on how to kill a vampire, are basically the same, Supernatural- you just have to cut off their heads, and dead mans blood hurts them, in Twilight-Vampires get torn apart, and burned, but it never says anything about dead mans blood, well on Super-twilight, Vampires can be hurt by dead mans blood, and that is why Dean, and Sam are actually kind of threatening, and then the whole cut their heads off and burn them thing.
Then with the werewolves, or shape shifters what ever you want to call them... I'm pretty sure that if you shot one of them in head with anything, they could die, because they are basically human, so I'm just going to go with that.
So the time line is a little off but yea anyway, Mary is the little sister of Sam and Dean, and she is named after her mother...
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Twilight; I do own the character Mary.
It was a strange life, but I had gotten used to it, not that I really did anything, they said I was too young. Sam started when he was my age, I knew why it was different, I was the baby of the family, and I was a girl it was stupid, but I didn't complain, no one thought I was strong enough. They were always way to protective, but I guess they had a good reason.
I've felt the effects of the supernatural, dad was gone all the time, when ever he came back, he was beat up, sometimes I wondered how he could even walk. Plus I jumped around from school to school more than I could count. I've been taught all that they know in order to protect my self, and I've gone on a few rides with them, but only when they thought I would be safer with them, which was rare.
I had this weird feeling inside me, like something big was going to happen, I could feel change coming. I don't know how, but I could feel it, it was strong. Dad was gone more and more. Sam stayed with me most of the time, and ever since Dean finished high school, he was always going with dad.
They were working on a big case, so all of them were gone, I didn't like being home alone. I was scared, even though dad had taught me what to do if anything happened. Not to mention, our house was protected from all thing supernatural. There were locks, as long as I stayed inside, I should be safe, but I rarely ever felt safe. They would never leave me alone unless it was very important.
I went to bed, just like any other night, I'm sure most ten year olds wouldn't be able to spend the night alone, but there was no telling when they would be home, so I could possibly be spending the next few nights alone. But I doubted they would leave me alone that long. I didn't know what my dreams would bring, for the past couple months, I had dreams of a man with yellow eyes. He told me that everyone was going to leave me. He didn't tell me things lie that often, but when he did they'd always come true, but I couldn't believe it, my family loved me, they would never leave me.
I woke up in the middle of the night and heard a noise downstairs, I thought that it could be Dad, Dean and Sam, so I went down stairs to have a rare talk with them. No one was downstairs. I called out there names, but nothing. There was this weird sound outside, and I had always been told not to go to the noise, but It was saying my name from the other side of the door. Inside of the house, I was safe, dad had made sure of that, but if I was stupid enough to go outside...
It just kept calling my name in a familiar way, the voice was so...welcoming, how could I not see who it was. I opened the door and took a step out, normally I would never do this, but I couldn't help it, my mind was blank, except for the voice calling me. There was black smoke, before I could figure out what was happening, it filled me, and I had the weirdest feeling then everything went black.
It felt like seconds later, but it obviously wasn't, I woke up and had to blink a while to be able to see, when I could I saw, that I was lying on the ground with some white drawing under me, it was a demons trap, dad had a few around the house, just in case, so I'd seen one before, but why was I in one? Sam, Dean, and Dad were standing over me, staring with concern in their eyes.
"What..." I started but was interrupted by a fit of coughing, blood and a couple teeth fell into my hand. "Hey I think that takes care of all my baby teeth."
"Yea sorry about that." Dean said looking away from me.
"Why, it's not like you hit me." I laughed.
They looked at me..."Well..." Sam started but I interrupted.
"Where are we?" I looked around, it was dark, and smelled musty.
"Warehouse, outside of town, we don't know why, we were hoping you'd be able to tell us that, Normally people remember what happens, when they are possessed, are you sure you don't know?" Dad said.
"Well the last thing I remember, is waking up in the middle of the night, there was a noise, and I thought it was one of you guys getting home, so I went down stairs the noise was a voice, it was calling me, now it seems stupid for me to have gone outside..."
"You went outside? how many times have I told you..." dad interrupted.
"I know, I know, it's just I couldn't really control it, it was all I could think of. Then there was this this black smoke or sand or something it was floating and then... it was the weirdest thing ever, something happened...and now I'm here."
"So you don't remember anything that happened?"
"Just what I told you." I said shrugging.
"We probably need to take you to a doctor." Sam said.
"I'm fine..." I said standing up, "Or not.. crap what the hell did you... crap" I noticed the pain now my stomach was burning like on fire burning, not normal, not like some stomach ache. I held up my shirt. "What is that?" there was some symbol burned into my stomach it looked evil. They all went over to get a closer look, they looked, scared of what they saw.
"I've seen that before." Sam said. "Its basically a target for spirits, demons you name it."
"This was no ordinary demon." Dad said.
"No way, so I was really possessed? Awesome."
"It's not awesome" Dad looked at me like I was crazy. "You could of gotten hurt." He was almost yelling.
I sighed, he was always worried about me, he never worried like that about Sam and Dean, he let them go with him "I guess not... where'd it go?"
"We sent it back to Hell."
"Oh" I nodded. "Can we go home I'm starving."
"We're not going home... We have to leave.'' Dad said in his usual voice, the one that I knew had changed, but somehow I couldn't remember what it used to sound like. I guess it just used to sound more alive, now he always had a dead look in his eye, and his voice matched.
''Are we gonna stop back home, so we can get things?''
''We'll make a quick stop but we have to pack small and be quick.''
So we went home and got our things I was able to pack all my things in one bag. We normally stayed longer in places but when we did move it was always sudden so my things have gotten smaller over the years. Then in no time I was back in that old impala, stuffed in the back with Sam while dad drove and Dean rode shotgun. I fell asleep.
I woke up and the car was empty except for me. I got out, we were parked at a gas station out in the middle of no where, no one was outside. I went inside but no one was in that either. When i got back out the car was gone, they left without me. How could they just leave me? Something had to be wrong.
''Afraid not.'' I heard from behind me.
''What?'' I asked flipping around, It was the man with the yellow eyes, normally he was helpful he knew everything about me. I never told dad or my brothers, because they would blow it out of proportion
''I'm afraid that there's not a thing wrong, they left you and they're not coming back.''
''That's impossible they wouldn't'' I said terrified, They could never leave me, could they?
''Believe what you want, but you'll soon find out I'm right, you see you can trust me.''
''Yea well they wouldn't just leave me here'' I was more sure of it this time.
''Sure not now, but, haven't you noticed you slow them down, it's just a matter of time.''
"Why are you being so..." I asked frustrated, he was usually, in a way nicer.
"I'm only telling you the truth, You'll see. I'm the only one you can trust." He whispered the last part then disappeared.
Then I felt a pain in my head and woke up screaming, I held my head in my hands until the pain stopped. It was just a dream, I thought breathing deeply. I looked around The car was empty I got out, it was the same gas station in my dream, no one was outside, then I ran into the store. Oh thank God they where there.
''You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost'' Dean asked then laughed at his own joke.
''Ha ha." I said clearly seeing the irony. "No I'm fine... Just a bad dream or something.''
''Okay.'' he said giving me a questionable look.
''Were you going to get anything?'' Dad asked coming up behind me, making me jump.
''No... I just came out to... stretch my legs...Actually I want some...coffee.''
"You drink coffee?''
''Nope.'' I said turning to go get the biggest cup of coffee I could get, I didn't want to fall asleep again. When I brought it up for dad to pay he looked at it then exchanged a look with Dean.
''What I'm thirsty?''
I was twitchy and talked really fast the rest of the way, but at least I didn't have another weird dream. I think I annoyed Sam, which was just a bonus. We got to our new place, it was an apartment, that was payed for with a credit card under the name of John Doe, that one put me into a fit of giggles.
"So do I get to be Jane Doe?" I giggled as we walked into the doors.
"No more coffee for you." Dad smiled his eyes actually lit a little. He wasn't alive, just not completely dead for the moment. All of them looked tired. "You need to get to sleep."
I made a face at him. "I'm not even tired." a yawn came out at the end of that statement, stupid coffee wore out. Dad just smiled
"Since when did you pass up sleep?"
"I'm not passing it up, I'm just not tired." I yawned again.
"Your not a good liar, go lay down."
"Fine but that doesn't mean I have to sleep." I said then headed off to the living room. I laid on the floor in the most uncomfortable position so I wouldn't sleep, sure enough I was out in like two minutes. I didn't have any weird dreams, though, but I did wake up with an aching body, because I slept on it so weird.
Sam and I started school a few days later, Sam was on his last year, I was in junior high.
Everything was going normal, well as normal as it gets for me, until one day at school there was a knock on the class room door I looked up there was some woman with a cop, without a second thought I jumped out of my desk and ran out the fire escape door, which set off the alarms. I ran until I saw more cops then I turned around and saw that the other cops had followed me and I was in between two buildings. I couldn't take on two big guys, so I just stopped.
The first one who got to me, bent down so he was eye level with me.
"Why did you run Mary?" He asked in a soft voice.
I cracked my knuckles, nervous habit, then shrugged.
"It's what she's been taught." the other one said.
"Mary you'll have to come with us."
I nodded. "Hey, don't I get my own shinny hand cuffs?"
"We're not arresting you." one laughed, "We have to ask you some questions."
No way I was answering any questions. Dad taught me to keep my mouth shut around the police.
We got to the police station, and they took me to one of those rooms, that had a two-way mirror and a table for questioning. I sat on one side , facing the two-way mirror, across from the cop that first talked to me.
"Hello Mary, don't be scared," I suppose I did look scared, I had never been in this position before. "Now I'm just going to ask you a few questions... About your father, and brothers," he paused as if waiting for me to say something, but I didn't. "We already have them here, so keeping quiet isn't going to help them." maybe if I just played dumb, it would help them.
"Why are we here?" I said pretending to be on the verge of tears.
"You know why you are here." he said getting inpatient. I just looked at him curiously. "If you didn't know, then why did you run." okay so maybe lying would help more.
"Please let my family go, they haven't done anything." I decided that I was going to lie and play dumb, "If I just tell you what happened, will you let them go?" He nodded curiously. "Brett, told me I wasn't a girl because I beat him in dodge ball, so I punched him, I didn't mean to break his nose, it just happened, I didn't know I'd get in this much trouble" I could cry on cue, so I got a few extra points with some tears.
Someone else walked in. "They taught her well." I stopped crying and glared, stupid guy thought he knew everything. "See. You got quit a temper don't you." he talked to me as if I were a baby, or a dog, my glare got more intense. "We know your just a little liar, but it doesn't matter, your worthless family is going to be locked up for life, and you'll never see them again. Your going to go live with a new family." I jumped across the table, and grabbed him, he was right about one thing, I had a little bit of a temper.
He yelled, then pulled me off, and looked at me like I was a bug he wanted very badly to squish. He was about to yell at me, then the other one interrupted.
"I think I saw something, let go of her." the jerk did, and the other one came over and pulled up my shirt, to see the marking on me, he also took in all my bruises.
"Hey stop it." I jumped back, and he saw my teeth, and my missing ones.
"That's sick, there is no way that she is going back to that family, look at her, she's a little girl, and it looks like she's been branded...and all of her bruises.
"NO!" I said helplessly. I had to tell them. "It wasn't them, they wouldn't hurt me."
"Then who was it?" The nicer one asked sympathetically, playing along.
"It was the demon." I whispered. "It's not a lie, there out there, and if you take me away from my family, they're going to get me." I said terrified knowing the truth
"Poor kid, it's going to take years of therapy to help her."
"NO!" I shouted diving for the door, they left it unlocked, it's not like I was a threat, I ran out the door, and saw Dean getting hauled out of questioning, with three cops, I ran toward him, and before anyone could stop me, I threw my arms around him. "They said they're going to take me away, don't let them please." I cried into his stomach, since I was half his size..
"Don't worry we're going to get out of this." lies a familiar voice whispered in my head.
"No your not.." I said choked. "Your doing what he says your going to do,"
"Who..." he asked, getting angry at the cops, as they pulled me away.
"He said that you would leave me, he was right."
"Who are you talking about?" Dean asked aggravated, wanting to fight, but there were three guys on him. I was being pulled further away by the second.
"He was right, he is the only one I can trust, everything he says is true." I cried realizing the truth.
"Who?" Dean yelled, I noticed the question for the first time.
"The man with the yellow eyes." I whispered. I saw the shock in his eyes and the concern, but there were four cops surrounding him, he couldn't do anything. They turned me away and that was the last I saw of my family.
R &R please let me know if you like it so I can keep more coming