Hey kiddos!
A/N: So this is new fanfic that I did during the march break. I did it kind of fast so their can be mistake, sorry.
The characters can be OOC, so if you don't like you know what to do. This story will be in third person but for the prologue it's in first person. English is not my first language so yeah their can be mistake.
Rating T for language.
This was an idea I got when I watched season 10 episode 12. And since I can't seem to do one fanfic without Gabe, I had him.
This fanfic will be in 2 parts I think. In the first there will be some kind of Sabriel but it's more of a friendship relation, in the second part there will be real Sabriel. And in the first it's the same for Destiel but if you want some Destiel in the next part just tell me and I'll work on it.
P.S: The prologue is short I know but I got to say that this story is pretty short too. There is three chapter after this.
14 once again
Prologue
I was twenty two when he got me. I was at a bar, drinking my problems away. Yeah I know, pretty young for that, but I got a shitty childhood okay? Yeah… I was at a bar and a guy sat next to me. A guy my age, maybe younger. He bought himself a drink and looked at me. He was beautiful I have to admit. We looked in each other's eyes and we smiled. We talked a bit and I realized that this guy was pretty nice. I gave him my number and winked at him before leaving.
The next day he called me and told me to go to a certain place. It was in a park but I can't remember the name he said. I went there and he wasn't there. I sighed and started walking my way back. Suddenly I felt a strong hand grabbing my left arm. I turned and saw him. Great, there he was. I smiled at him, not knowing what he really wanted. We start walking and talking again and after some time he took my hand. He squeezed it looked at me. I smiled again. I was starting to like the guy.
The next week, he invited me to his house. We were becoming friends so I thought, yeah that's a super great idea! And went with it. I arrived at his house and he let me in but locked the door behind us. I saw him hide the key in his jeans and frowned. I just thought that maybe he was kind of paranoid of someone coming in his house. It was a gigantic house after all. We walked a long corridor and I started to freak out. Then suddenly I felt a pain on my arm and everything went to black.
I woke up facing a blue wall. I was on a bed, in an unknown room. I looked around without moving too much. The bed sheet were green and so did the pillow, in front of me was a wooden desk with four drawers. A green bowl with a candle and an alarm clock were standing on the desk. There was another clock on the opposite wall and a metal door on the far side wall from my bed. He floor was grey, the walls blue and the ceiling black and grey. Were the fuck was I?
I heard knocking on the door and looked at it. The guy who now seen much taller sat next to me. He gave me a mirror and smiled. I looked through it and gasped. I was… I was a kid. A freaking kid! Long straight light brown hair, blue eyes, pale skin. Blue hoodie, black jeans and grey sneakers. What age was I? Fifteen? I looked at the man in front of me and tried to shout but nothing would come out of my mouth. Was I dreaming? What the hell was this? How could this be real?
''I didn't erased your memory, you are special.'' He said. ''You are going to be my best little soldier, I am sure. But now you need to rest. Goodnight, baby girl.''
He kissed my forehead and walked away. I couldn't move, I couldn't talk. I felt my body falling on my bed and a tear fell from my right eye then I fell asleep.
The sound of the alarm clock woke me up the next day. I looked at it and sighed, it was only 7:30. Come on. I stood up and walked to the door. There was bars in what looked like a window. I put my hands around it and shouted.
''Hey you dickbag, where are you?'' I shouted.
No answer.
''Hey!'' I shouted again.
After five minutes he finally came to say hi.
''Hello, baby girl.'' He said.
''Kassandra…'' I said.
''Sorry what?''
''My name is Kassandra Weston. You?''
''Beautiful name, Kassie. I'm Derrick Williams. Your new father.'' He said with a smile.
''You're not my father!'' I shouted.
''And who is your father?'' He asked.
''He's name is… um…'' I whispered.
Why couldn't I remember? I could remember that I had, had a difficult childhood but that was it. I frowned and looked at the ground.
''I erased those memories, though. You only remember what happen since we meet. No need to try, Kassie.'' He said.
''Why do you do this to me?'' I asked.
''Because I want. And by the way, you are not the only one here, sugar. I got to go see the others.'' He said.
''How many are we?'' I asked.
''At the end of this you will be twenty two teens. At this stage, my army will be complete.'' He laughed and leaved.
I walked to my bed again and looked at my hand. His army? Was the others, like he called, already teens? What was going to happen to us?
Journal N.48
Yesterday was great. I got a special guest here now. A girl name Kassandra. Beautiful girl. She is going to be a perfect sidekick! I left some of her memories. She can keep them. It's a gift I gave her. She is pretty a child too. Oh don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to her. I'm not like that. I think. Anyway, now I have ten kids in here. Well they are more like teens but who cares… The others don't have any of their memories but there are fine. They think that I am their father, that I am their boss. I started to train the first five ones. They learn fast. Maybe making them fourteen again was a great idea after all. In a week I'm going to try with the five others.
Journal N. 49
I trained the two groups before getting new people. I decided to put them in different categories. Some of them are going to be great at running and sneaking. Some will be great at fighting with weapon. Some will be better at fighting without weapons. Some will be specialist witch snipers and others with bigger guns. I can't wait!
Journal N. 50
I founded a new kid. His name is Rick. Rick what? Nobody knows, not even him. This was a really easy catch because the man didn't even remember anything in the first place. But god, he is strong. Even as a kid. And he can do this weird thing: he snap his finger and things seem to appear. I'll have to watch him closer. He could be really useful.
Journal N. 51
Note to myself: don't give a sword to Rick. He is too powerful…
Journal N. 52
I think that I will have to erase Kassie's memories of her past… But I don't want to.
Journal N. 53
Another note to myself… I don't think Rick is even human. His eyes glow a golden light when he is angry. He scared the shit out of me the other day.
Journal N. 54
Definitely not human…
What did you think? I know it's really short, I'm sorry... god I say sorry often don't I? Leave a comment if you liked it! See you soon!