Chapter 1

I groaned, rubbing my tired eyes. The midday sun filtered through mt window, casting a warm light across my bed.

"Get up, sleepy head. Your phone's been going off nonstop." My roommate, Day, called from the bathroom. I reached over and grabbed my phone, tapping the screen to see six missed calls from my brother, Dean. I quickly redialed his number and stepped into the hallway of my dorm room to take the call.

"Aiden! Thank god you answered!" Sam's voice came through, startling me.

"Sam? Isn't this Dean's phone? Is everything okay?" my panic spiked as I heard Sam's alarmed voice.

"No, listen. I need you to stay put okay? Don't leave your dorm room today. Don't go to class, don't go to lunch. Fake sick if you have to, but for god's sake please don't leave." I knew that when Sammy started begging me to do something, it was important.

"Yeah, okay Sam. But why?" I demanded, nodding my head to the girl that was passing my dorm room, sending me strange looks. I wondered why until I realized that my hair probably looked like a rat's nest, and my eyeliner was smeared all over my face from the previous night.

"It doesn't matter, okay? Just don't leave. Dean and I are on our way. You've got holy water? Salt? What about devil's traps?" He fired questions at me rapidly, and it took my still-tired brain a few seconds to comprehend what he was asking.

"Check, check, and check." I replied, rubbing my stinging eyes. "Sam-" He cut me off before I could ask any more questions.

"Stay in your dorm." He commanded before a click sounded and the dial tone filled my ears. My jaw dropped open in disbelief. Rolling my eyes, I stepped back into the room to see Day sitting at her desk printing out a paper she needed for her psychology class.

"Hey, you gonna shower? Don't you have class in an hour?" She asked, barely glancing up as she zipped up her backpack and shoved her phone into her pocket. I didn't respond immediately, instead taking the time to look at her.

Day was beautiful. She was tall and exotic. With sparkling blue eyes and cherry blond hair that cascaded down her back in natural ringlets, she was every man's dream. I had always been jealous of the girl, but she didn't seem to understand the magnitude of her own beauty.

"Aiden?" She snapped in my face, dragging me from my thoughts. "Is everything okay?" Her face showed concern, her eyes worried and scared. I shook my head, reaching up to scratch my cheek.

"I'm not feeling too good. I think I'm gonna skip my classes today." Day gave me a knowing look, reaching over and lightly tapping me on my nose.

"I know that was your brothers. Something's going on, but whatever. I don't care. See you later." She lifted her hand in a wave and closed the door behind her. I smiled after her, rolling my eyes. Day didn't know what we did for a living, but she had a keen sense of observation and frequently picked up on the strange happenings that occurred within my family.

A few hours later I was sitting on my computer, my hair thrown up in a sloppy pony tail. I had taken a shower and changed into dark jeans and an old ACDC T-shirt that had once been Dean's. I was typing out a report for my physics class when a loud knocking made me jump. I slowly stood up, reaching for the gun that sat on my desk beside me. As I slowly made my way along the wall towards the door, the knocking started up again, loudly and incessantly.

"Aiden, open up. It's us." Dean's low, gruff whisper sounded through the door. I peered through the peep hole before unlocking the door. It flew open, nearly hitting me in the process. My two older brothers, whom I hadn't seen in at least a year, rushed into the room and closed the door behind them, locking it again. I narrowed my eyes in confusion at them as the spun in a small circle, their eyes searching high and low.

"Care to tell me what exactly is going on?" I asked, slipping my gun back under my pillow. Dean turned to look at me, his usual hard face on. I stared back at him, daring him to do something that would piss me off. I wanted him to give me a reason to kick his ass.

Before anyone could say anything, the lock clicked and the door swung open to reveal Day and her boyfriend, Brendan. Her eyes widened as she took in my two gigantic brothers before meeting mine.

"Um, we can come back later." She pointed over her shoulder, but I shook my head mutely. Dean let out a huffy sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger. I smirked silently over at him as Day closed and locked the door behind her. "Is everything okay? So it was your brother on the phone this morning! I knew it! No one would be calling you that much." She laughed at her own joke as Brendan cracked a small smile, his eyes darting nervously between my brothers. I narrowed my eyes at him, not responding to Day's comment. His eyes met mine, flashing a quick red before going back to their normal brown. A smile made it's way onto his face, but it was not the smile I had usually seen Brendan wearing. This one was sadistic.

"Wow, you could cut the tension in here with a knife. Come on Brendan, let's go get some food or something." Day tried to pull him from his spot, but he wasn't budging. I swallowed harshly, frozen with fear.

"Nah, I wanna stay here and play with the Winchesters." He knocked Day aside brutally. She fell into the nightstand, hitting her head harshly on the corner before falling limp. I saw blood start to mat her hair.

"Day!" I gasped, running towards her. I was stopped as I hit a heavy wall, the breath flying from my chest as if someone had punched me.

"What did you do to her, you bastard?" Dean demanded, as I bent over, clutching my aching chest and gasping for breath. Brendan smiled before flicking his hand. The three of us were thrown against the walls and held there.

"You see, Winchesters. You put the boss back downstairs, and while some may appreciate that, most of us don't. There's a heavy price on your heads down there, and I'm going to be the one to fulfill it." He smirked, walking towards me. I breathed heavily through my nose as he dragged the tip of a blade across my neck, drawing a thin line of blood. I didn't know where he'd gotten the blade, but it burnt like hell when it touched. "Demon fire blade. You like it? I can make one just for you." He grinned, showing me his white teeth. I mustered up what I could and spat in his face. His smile dropped and he backhanded me across the face. I let out a small grunt at the contact as my head was whipped to the side. I tasted blood start to well in my mouth and I ungraciously spat it out on the floor.

"Don't touch her!" Dean yelled, struggling against his invisible bonds. Brendan shook his head, smiling sadistically as he fingered my blood on his blade.

"Dean Dean Dean. She was never in the story, buddy. She's just a nuisance, a pain in my ass. Expendable. She's never been in the big plan. She was a factor we didn't account for. But she's my leverage. Let's see. Should we kill her like mom and Jessica? I think so." I felt myself start to slide towards the ceiling, and I couldn't stop the fearful look from passing over my face.

"Dean? Sam?" I whimpered, tears dripping down my cheeks as I slowly made my way towards the ceiling.

"It's gonna be okay, Aiden. Everything is going to be okay, I promise." Sam called to me in a comforting voice. "Just close your eyes, Aiden. Don't think about it okay. Everything is going to be okay. Sing for me. Will you sing for me?" I nodded, closing my eyes and softly starting to sing. My voice shook as I felt myself stop. I didn't dare open my eyes; I didn't need to to know what was going to happen next. I was going to die, just like their mom did, just like Jess did. Pretty soon, my singing turned into sobbing as a burning pain erupted in my stomach. I was being cut, and pretty soon, I would be on fire.

"I'll give you anything, please. Just...don't hurt my baby sister." Dean started begging. I froze, peaking one eye open. Brendan wasn't looking at me, instead focusing on Dean. A smile had made it's way onto Brendan's face again.

"Oh Dean. You don't know how long I've waited to do this. She kept getting in my way. Now, I get to off her, and nothing you can say will make it stop." He looked back up at me, grinning largely. I smelled it before I felt it. My skin was melting off, my insides were turning to mush. I couldn't even scream. All I could do was stare at Dean and Sam, my stomach churning as I saw the tears streaming down their faces.

"Aiden. Aiden! AIDEN!" I jolted up in bed, gasping for a breath. Day stood above me, her eyes wide and fearful. "You were having an awful nightmare. Is everything okay? Oh my god, you're burning up! Let me check your temp." It was true, I still felt like I was on fire. Slumping back onto my bed, I tried to catch my breath. Day returned with a water bottle and the thermometer. I closed my eyes, allowing her to take my temperature. "Your temp is at 101. I think you're sick. You probably shouldn't go to classes today. Do you want me to stay and take care of you?" I shook my head, peering up at her through narrowed eyes.

"No, it's okay. Go to class." I waved my hand at her, ushering her out of the room. She shrugged and picked up her backpack.

"Alright, but if you get worse call me and I'll take you to the hospital." She commanded. I nodded, lifting my hand to show her I had heard. After the door closed, I reached over and picked up my phone. I was debating calling Sam or Dean when the phone vibrated in my hand, making me jump. I looked down at the lit screen to see that it wasn't Sam or Dean, but instead my friend Lily.

"Hey Lil, what's up?" I asked tiredly into the phone. She didn't answer for a while, and that worried me.

"Aiden? Um, didn't you once tell me that your brothers were cops or something?" She asked in a weird, almost scared tone of voice.

"Uh, yeah? Why? Is everything okay?" I demanded, sitting up quickly and throwing the blankets off of my sticky legs.

"Listen, I could really use some help but...I can't call the police. They'd never believe me. They'd never believe what I saw." I narrowed my eyes at her vague answer.

"Come to my dorm room, okay? We'll talk about it there." I softly commanded her. She agreed before quickly hanging up. I rubbed my forehead and sat back down on the bed weakly. Whatever this fever was, it was definitely taking a toll on me.

I jumped when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see Lily standing on the other side. Her head was down, her black hair falling down around her shoulders, and she was wringing her hands nervously. I silently stepped aside to let her in. She turned to look up at me, biting her lip.

"Lily, tell me what's going on." I whispered softly. She frowned and looked down at the carpeted floor. "What did you see?" I asked, taking a step towards her. She shook her head, looking up at me with tear-filled eyes.

"Nothing. I mean, I did see something. I saw someone get murdered right before my eyes, but...I didn't actually see anything. They just fell down, but there was a hole, like someone had stabbed them, and they were bleeding, but..." I nodded, to show that I understood. "Aiden, am I going crazy?" She asked softly. I sighed, closing my eyes.

"You aren't crazy. I can't tell you what's going on, because I don't know, but I'll call Sam and Dean and get them down here." She nodded her thanks at me and quickly walked out of my room. I picked up my phone again, dialing the number by memory.

"Aiden?" Sam's voice picked up the phone. Hearing him say my name made the terrors of the nightmare come back, and I froze for a second. "Are you there?" Shaking my head out of my stupor, I quickly answered Sam.

"Yeah, yeah I'm here. Listen, I think you guys need to get down here. Something weird is going on."