I Don't Own Supernatural, Only Sarah, Fang And Shadow My Friend Owns Tara.

I just Started To Watch Supernatural, My Cousin Got Me Into It So Im Sorry If Any of The Original Character's Are A Bit OOC


I sat quietly on the floor in the basement of the Asylum, glaring at the decomposing ghost corpse across the room. He twitched slightly making a move to come toward me.

"Hunny if you take another step or even think about appearing in front of me, I'll send yah straight to hell." I hissed glaring harshly at the Ghost.

"I can make you better." He stated

"Ellicott, dude I don't need to be fixed."

You must be wondering how I ended up in a basement of an Asylum in the first place. You see my name is Sarah, that's it no last name I've never had one. I am the Daughter of Lucifer and proud of it, I have 6 brothers but only stay in contact with Damian. Damian is the youngest of us, he's 600 years old, but looks like a 6 year old in human years. It had been a peaceful night before I ended up in this basement sitting across from a Ghost. My dad had taken me to visit uncle G and my cousins for the night.

It turns out it wasn't for a sleep over.

My uncle had told my cousin and me that we had a mission. Of course being who we are Tara and I had not paid attention to one word my uncle had said to us until he threw us into a portal and we ended up in separate parts of this stupid Asylum.

Tara is my cousin; she's the Daughter of God. We are best friend's been stuck at the hip ever since we were in diapers.

I sighed and placed my hands on my hips and glared at the ghost in front of me.

"Now listen here, you and your ghost buddies better not have done something to my cousin. Cause if you did you'll have hellhounds on your ass faster than you can give someone your freaky ass treatment."

The ghost looked at me as I turned on my feet and walked out of the door, making my way up the stairs and out of the basement.

"Okay, since Uncle G sent us to Earth. Shadow must have followed Tara. Damned cat don't go anywhere without her." I whispered to myself.

Shadow was Tara's cheetah; I guess you could say it was her familiar. The cat never left her side and she never left Shadows side.

I heard a high pitched whine further up a head. I held my breath as I turned the corner, squeaking as I tripped over something and fell face first onto the ground.

"Suck a duck." I whined clutching my nose in my hands, I could feel the blood spurting from my nose like a river.

I heard the clicking of claws on the floor before a smooth black muzzle was thrust into my face.

"Fang." I groaned rolling over onto my back and looking into the massive golden eyes.

Fang is my wolf, he's sort like my familiar fiercely overprotective when I'm in danger buts gets more depressed then a kid whose teddy bear was shredded and then burned in front of him when I'm gone and he doesn't know where I am.

I'm guessing that's why I tripped over him, Fang must have not known where I was and that's why he had been sulking on the floor.

"Fang, we have to find Tara." I stood up and ran my hand through the fur on his back.

The wolf barked lightly sticking his nose to the ground and sniffing the ground like a bloodhound on crack.

I followed behind him as he continued to sniff the ground and lead me to where I assumed Tara was.

Fang stopped causing me to stop behind him; I raised my eyebrow at him.

"I got a question for ya. You've seen a lot of horror movies yeah?" a males voice sounded from around the corner.

"I guess so." A female replied

"Do me a favour. Next time you see one? Pay attention. When someone says a place is haunted… don't go in!"

At that moment they turned the corner and the guy crashed right into me causing me to fall to the ground… again.

"The hell." The guy mumbled looking down at me.

"Really! That's like the third time I've fallen to the ground tonight. Man Uncle G is gonna hear about this." I stated standing up and dusting myself off.

Fang sat by my side.

"Who the hell are you?" The guy asked shining his flash light in my eyes.

I squinted, "I'm Sarah." I pointed to Fang, "That's Fang."

Fang cocked his head to the side and gave a wolfish smirk.

"Dean." The guy nodded.

"I'm Katherine, Kat."

"So you happened to see another girl around here, or a cheetah?"

"We found the other girl, Tara right? Said she was looking for her cousin, you must be Sarah."

I nodded, and at that moment Dean's flashlight went out.

"You son of a bitch." Dean started to shake the flashlight to get it working.

"It's all right, I got a lighter."

Dean pulled out the lighter and flicked it on.

"Ow. You're hurting my arm." Kat stated

Dean and I turned to look at her.

"What are you talking about?"

We all turned to look at each other, realising that all of us are to far apart to be touching we shifted our gaze down to see a disembodied hand clutching Kat's arm.

"Man that's kind of creepy." I whispered to Fang just as Kat is suddenly dragged into a room the metal door slamming behind her.

Dean races to it and struggles to pull it open before turn around and glaring at me, "are you not gonna help."

Kat starts banging on the door from the inside but the door doesn't budge.

"I don't think me helping would really make a difference."

Dean continued to struggle with the door as I leaned against the wall, Fang laid at my feet.

My head turned slightly as three other people came running down the hall.

"What's going on?" The tallest one asked

"She's inside with one of them." Dean stated.

"Help me!" Kat screamed from inside the room.

"Hey Cuz, how's it been?" I asked Tara as she leaned against the wall beside me.

"Okay, I guess. Have you seen Shadow?"

"Nope."

The tall guy went into the room only to run back out.

"There's a fucking Cheetah in the room."

"Shadow!" Tara exclaimed scooping to cheetah kitten into her arms and mumbling something about it being locked in a room with a ghost and an annoying screaming girl. In reply the cat rubbed its face against her's and purred up a storm.

"Oh yeah. Sam, Gavin. This is my cousin Sarah and her uh pet Fang." Tara introduced us still cuddling Shadow, as if the cat were to disappear if she let it go.

"137." Kat said.

"Huh?"

We all turned to look at her.

"It whispered in my ear. 137."

"Room number." Sam and Dean stated in unison.

As Dean and Sam leaned against a wall and started whispering to each other I turned to Tara.

"Dude, why'd Uncle G send us here?"

"You weren't listening where you."

"Psh, when do I ever listen to anyone?"

Tara sighed, "Dad and Uncle Lucy sent us here so that we can fulfill a mission to keep the Winchester's safe whoever they are. Then they went on to the usual conversation of us finding our soul mates or some shit like that."

I looked over to my left to see Ellicott, looking at me and holding up a deck of cards.

I turned to Tara, "So uh, I'm going go to the basement and um yeah."

I looked at Fang, "Be a good boy and stay with Dean."

And with that said and done I ran in the direction of the basement ignore the, "Where's she going" from everyone else.

For some odd reason I found myself in the boiler room behind some hot water tanks sitting cross legged on the ground, across from me was that Ellicott ghost.

"So you got any three's." I asked looking at the five cards in my hand, a two, a three a six a jack and an ace.

Ellicott shook his head.

"Crap." I picked a card from the pile and frowned at the offending Queen of spades, my frown deepened when I looked up to find Ellicott gone.

I stood up after throwing the rather old looking cards onto the slightly soggy box we were using as a table and walked out from behind the water tanks.

"Don't be afraid. I'm going to make you all better." Ellicott was saying to Sam.

"Damn it Ellicott, what did I say about fixing people." I yelled at him.

Ellicott looked at me as Sam dropped to the ground I blinked as he disappeared and reappeared in front of me.

"Ah hell nah."

Ellicott tilted his head, "I'm going to make you all better."

He placed his hands on my head just as they started to glow and intense pain ran through my head.

"Last time I play gold fish with you." I whimpered before I fell to the ground and slipped into blackness.

"Sarah, you fool." Something poked my side, "Wake the fuck up."

"Aw, man. I was having a nice dream." My eyes fluttered open as I stared into Tara's intense emerald green ones.

"Get up where going to send Dr. Feelgood to Hell." Dean pulled me to my feet roughly ignoring Fangs warning snarl.

"I told you I looked everywhere. I didn't find a hidden room." Sam stated as we walked into a room, to the right of the water tanks.

"Well that's why they call it hidden…" Dean replied

I cocked my head to the side when I heard wind being blown into the room.

"You hear that?"

"What?" Sam replied

Dean looked around before he crouched and held his hand out to the wall, "There's a door here."

Sam pointed his gun at Dean, "Dean." Blood slowly started to come out of his nose. "Step back from the door."

I stepped in front of Dean, "Dude put the gun down."

"Is that an order?"

"Fuck yeah, it's an order." I snarled

I didn't really expect him to pull the trigger on me. But he did.

I screamed as rock salt ripped through my chest, blasting me back wards into Dean and through the hidden door, causing the both of us to fall to the floor.

"What the fuck dude!" Tara screamed at Sam punching him in the face and knocking him to the ground.

"Fang sit on the bastard and keep him there, Shadow make sure he doesn't move." Tara ordered kicking the gun away from him.

I gasped as Dean gently pushed me off of him.

"We gotta burn Ellicott's bones and all this will be over, and you'll be back to normal." Dean told Sam standing up and looking down at him.

I whimpered as I slowly sat up.

"I am normal. I'm just telling the truth for the first time. I mean, why are we even here! Cause you're following dad's orders like a good little solider? Because you always do what he says without question? Are you that desperate for his approval?" Sam snarled back at Dean.

"This isn't you talking Sam."

"That's the difference between you and me. I have a mind of my own. I'm not pathetic, like you."

"Shut the fuck up." Tara snarled, "You just shot my cousin with rock salt your lucky her brother didn't come out of nowhere and drag your sorry ass down to hell. Hell, your fucking lucky Fang hasn't ripped your throat out."

"Aw man, can we just fucking kill Ellicott. I'm fine now any way's, see." I lifted up my shirt to showing everyone that I had no wounds.

"What the fuck." Dean whispered poking the skin above my bra, "You should have bruises atleast."

"Dude, so not the time to be poking my boob."

"Right." Dean pulled his hand back, "Let's go find Ellicott's body."

"I'll stay here and watch this douche bag." Tara stated

Dean and I nodded and began to look around the room, Dean pushed back ragged curtains with his pistol, and we look around and see a tuft of something poking out of the corner of a closed cupboard and moves closer. I pull open the door to find a mummified corpse; Dean flinches back from the smell and gags.

"Oh that's just gross."

"Really?" I looked at him, "I find it cool."

He gave me a funny look in reply.

Dean pulls out salt from the bag and pours it on Ellicott's body, "Soak it up."

He drops the salt container and grabs a small tin of kerosene, squirting the body.

"Can I light him on fire?" Dean looked at me, "What he ditched on our game of Go Fish."

A gurney came flying out of know where knocking Dean to the ground, Dr. Ellicott straddled him and grabbed his face his hands lighting up.

"Don't be afraid. I'm going to help you. I'm going to make you all better."

"Hey!" I screamed causing Ellicott to look over at me, "This is for leaving our game of Go fish, Bitch."

I lite a match and threw it onto the body.

Ellicott lets go of Dean as his remains start to burn. Dean crawls out of the way and watches as Ellicott's ghost turns black and falls to the ground, crumbling on impact.

"See you in hell sweetheart." I whispered helping Dean to his feet.

"Fang, get off of Sam."

Fang walked over to me and licked my hand as he sat down beside me.

"Who are you guys?" Sam asked standing up with help from Dean.

"Meh, no one of importance." I replied smirking as Tara and I walked out of the room with Fang and Shadow following behind us.

"Where are you going?" Dean shouted after us.

"Outside." Was our reply as we continued walking.

Tara and I leaned against the wall watching as Kat and her boyfriend thanked Dean and Sam for saving them.

"Ah man, I don't wanna watch these guys." I whined watching as a thin transparent line connected me to Dean and then disappeared.

"Tough luck man, what dad and Uncle Lucy are planning with us, its connected with these guys." Tara replied frowning as the same transparent line connected her to Sam.

"Whatever, lets just find a hotel. I need some sleep."

Tara nodded and followed me as I began to walk toward Dean and Sam.

"So ah, you guys going to a hotel?" I asked

They nodded.

"You mind if you give us a ride?"

Dean looked at Shadow and Fang.

"Oh that's easy to solve." I bent down so I was staring Fang in the eyes, "Fang I need you to shift into puppy form now."

Fang woofed before he was covered in black mist, when the mist cleared a small black puppy stood where Fang was standing.

"There now they won't ruin your car." I smiled

"Man you guys got some explaining to do." Dean stated

I nodded and hopped into the back seat of the Impala placing Fang in my lap.

"We'll explain tomorrow." Tara stated

Sam nodded and Dean sighed before he nodded and started the Impala and drove in the direction of the motel.