Chapter 1

Accident. An unintended event or outcome. That's all this this. That's all my involvement with this crazy ass coincidence is. Nothing but a simple mistake. And yet my life seems to be imploding all around me as I'm watching my role models and now friends nearly being beat to death. Punched, strangle, sliced, kicked. It didn't seem like something as simple as a mistake. They're going to die if I don't do something, but I'm frozen. That's all I ever do. Freeze up when it's essential not to. Dammit, this is going to stop. Stop right now. Before I knew it my hands were around a baseball bat making connection with a guy's skull.

Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself though. After all this started out as an accident.

This day is going to be shit.

The first thing I did this morning was wake up late. The next, bang my shin on my nightstand. The third, trip over my own feet trying to get to the bathroom. All that's missing is my untimely demise. Actually, at this rate maybe death might be better than this hell I'm going through.

Hell…

Oh fuck that's right, Comic Con is today. I have everything to cosplay a demon from Supernatural. I was even able to snag black contacts for today.

Okay maybe I was wrong, maybe today just has a rough start. I mean I get to actually witness a panel of my favorite actors today. Even if my morning sucked ass that had to be able to turn my day around.

I was dead wrong.

Well actually I don't know if that panel would've made me day slightly more bearable, because I fucking missed it. I missed my first, and every well possibly last, chance to witness all of my favorite actors in person. To hear witty replies to fans questions. I missed Misha's normal voice, Jensen's laugh, and Jared's stupid jokes. And I'm pissed.

I wanna fucking scream at whatever deity is responsible for my suffering. Maybe punch an angel or a Norse god. Probably wouldn't survive getting in a fight with either but at least I wouldn't be suffering.

It had to be some magical asshole's cruel joke on me because everything was just so perfectly imperfect.

First I missed my bus and not even by a lot. I was chasing after it like in those cheesy movies. Then the next bus was of course, late as hell, and by the time I got to the convention center it was packed to the brim with people who wouldn't get the fuck outta the way for a poor demon girl running late to the Supernatural panel. Which ended up not mattering because people were walking out, the panel had already ended.

Fuck it. I'm going to get some coffee or tea. Maybe some whiskey. Whichever gets offered first.

It was coffee. There's a little café across the street from the convention center. I scared the shit outta the barista working the counter and explained, 'No, not actually a demon. These are contacts for my costume.' Which earned a smile, a nice smile. She was cute. I'd slip her my number if it wasn't for the fact I already had a girlfriend. One I loved every much. Actually texting would make me feel better. So after I ordered my coffee I sat down and pulls out my phone.

Fuck.

5:35pm

???

5:37pm

Nothing, just fuck.

5:38pm

Honestly same. Finals are almost due and I still have 2 essays to write AND a whole presentation to make.

5:40pm

That's what yah get for becoming a college girl and ditching me for the next state over.:p

5:43pm

Can't help the fact I want to make money when I get older. Besides one of us has to.;*

5:45pm

Ouch. That hurt like all of my two feels.

5:46pm

I'm wounded. I'm bleeding out and it's your fault.

5:46pm

I'm sure you are. Oh how's com con?

5:47pm

Honest or lie?

5:47pm

Honest?

5:49pm

It sucked ass. Not even the convention, just my day. It made it suck. I missed the Supernatural panel and kinda feel like crying. I know it's stupid.

5:53pm

What? No it's not stupid! Oh you were so excited about seeing it I'm sorry!! I know I'm not a big fan of Supernatural but I couldn't imagine missing like a Voltron or Steven Universe panel.

5:56pm

I swear I'm gonna punch whatever God is responsible for my suffering.

5:58pm

If it's Loki tell him I said hi

6:00pm

I'm sure he'll be ecstatic to hear from in #1 minion.

6:01pm

He better fucking be. Love you.

6:02pm

Love you too

6:02pm

We'd been together for almost a year yet I still get butterflies in my stomach when she said she loved me. Pro tip: date your best friend. And no I don't mean the nicest person you find attractive, I mean literally your best friend. That goofball you spend all of your time with and gets all of your references. Someone you keep in contact everyday with. The person when something hilarious happens your first instinct is to text them and tell them what happened. Your best friend. Cause on days like this they're the one person that'll make you feel better.

And I do feel better. Still bummed as fuck, but none the less better.

Must of been about an hour later when I finished my coffee and got my fill of the free wifi, because when I looked up it was dark outside. It was Autumn and was starting to get darker earlier. Sighing, I made my way out the door and too the bus stop. I wasn't sure when the next one came. Might as well start for home anyways. Wasn't like I live on the edge of the city or anything. Just more than a dozen blocks from the convention center. It was more convenient to take the bus.

Halfway there I became painfully aware that the new sneakers I was wearing rub. Taking a moment to sit on the streetlight lit sidewalk of the neighborhood, I examined my new forming blisters. Fuck. Why can't anything just cooperate with me?

Of course on that note three men rounded the corner down the street. They were in all high-spirits, laughing and talking rather loudly. I suspected they might be buzzed. Paranoia started to set in as I realized there was a few reality large white guys walking towards me, barely a hundred pound, black girl. Outnumber, and hella out weighed, I hoped they'd be freaked out by my black contacts--I remembered I hadn't taken out--enough to leave me alone. I stood up.

But as they got even closer, I realized, I recognized all three of them.

It's incredibly strange. To see someone you've only ever seen via a screen, rather it be held in your hand or resting in front of your face, suddenly appear in front of you. No glass or time zones or locations separating you from that person. Or in my case, people. If you're like me you spend time imagining meeting your favorite actor or actors in person, but to actually have it happen? It's… I don't know how to explain it. All I can do is stand here and stare.

Oh fuck I'm staring aren't I? Oh fuck I'm blocking the sidewalk. They're walking towards me and I'm completely frozen. Do something, say something! I could make out the whites of their eyes now and my throat was clenched shut.

They got even closer and I panicked. I stepped to the side. I'm letting them fucking pass me, without goddamn word. The trio was a good yard past me when I managed a weak squeak. Then a clearer call.

They all stopped. They all looked at me.

But of course with the shit fest of a day I'm having I didn't get very far in that thought before a bright light shown down on us a I felt a another body smack right into mine. Knocking me right on my ass.