I do not own Supernatural, that would be the WB, and Eric Kripke.
This is my first Fanfic, and my spelling/ grammar stinks, enjoy.
Chapter one
People say life is a wonderful thing and should treat everyday like it's their last, yeah for me that's a rule. If I even make it till noon I'd say it's a good day.
You see I've been part of something big, for along as I could remember, My last night of a "Normal" life, is when my mother ironically said "angels are watching over me" and then the scream that's still in my head till this day, echoed threw my room.
I still remember the heat, the heat that only a fire can bring, but I knew something was wrong, and that's when my first order was given to me, one that I still obey even now.
"take your brother, and run as fast as you can", I don't remember getting from the 2nd floor to the front yard, all I remember was not to droop my baby brother.
"Be careful with him, he's very fragile" that's what my mother said, and that's what I did,
The flames where big, even for a four year old, I thought I saw something or someone in the flames of my brother's nursery , thinking about it now I hope it was the something and not the someone, that was cost in the flames. The flames where getting hotter as I was checking on my brother, and then I remember "Flying" and this back lash of heat hit us.
I was in shock, time stood still, I remember...Loud sirens, and flashing lights, I wanted my mom, but she wasn't any where, dad took Sam from me and we when to the car, he put me on the hood, and took a seat beside me, I just wanted my mom, Dad was shaking so much the car was too, I just wanted my mom.