Hello dear reader!
This story is a fanfic about Supernatural! I don't own it of course and I must confess that I no longer watch it. I stopped during season Seven.
This story takes place a few years later in the beginning. I planned to make it a flashback. Just to tell you that this story takes place after All Hell Breaks Loose, season 2.
I know of course that Dean and Sam are not yet in this. They are only mentioned. I first wanted you to meet the OC characters. Reviews would be more than welcome
I hope you enjoy reading, although this is not much yet.
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When you're traveling by bus, do you also look around? This bus was not a normal bus from point a to point b twenty minutes or something. This was a Greyhound bus. Who brought the people from Denver, Colorado to Lincoln, Nebraska. It would be a long trip, long enough for you to check upon the few people who slept in the bus and the other few that were looking out the windows or do whatever you do for such a long trip.
You've got an old lady who is reading a book, she is classy dressed and you think that she might be rich. She looks normal. More people who look normal, actually all but one.
There was a young lady in the back. She wore a long coated jacket, pure black. Her brown curls were in front of her face and you knew now that she was sleeping. You had seen her face a few times. The first time you could look at her and see her face, it was horrible. Her skin was paper blank. Her eyes looked empty and that was maybe the most scary thing about her. Her boots came up to her knee and she was huddled in the corner.
Because the young lady was sleeping now, you can stare better at her. It takes a few minutes to see that she is crying in her sleep and that she is shivering. She probably has a nightmare and you wonder if you will do her a favour if you wake her up. In the end you decided that she would probably prefer to be awake. So you go from your seat to the far back and shake her shoulder. "Elena!"
You almost trip when she yells that name in your face. You now begin to wonder who this Elena is. "I'm sorry," you say. "I thought you had a nightmare." She doesn't smile towards you but nods slowly while looking outside. "I had," Is the only thing she says. "Are you alright? Do you want some water maybe?" She shakes her head and keeps looking outside. You shrug, maybe not your best move, and move back to your seat. Sometimes you look back to her but she is not sleeping nor looking at you. You wonder who she is and what her nightmare is about.
This young woman was called Terri Falconet. The girl called Elena, who was clearly not here, was her best friend, her sister-she-never-had. Her partner, her everything until she lost her. She was on her way to Lincoln to continue her journey towards South-Dakota. She was on her way to Bobby Singer, if he was still alive. She just hoped that, including Sam and Dean. Including everyone that was dear to her. She had lost her father on her last hunt and fighting a demon ended up bad for all of them. She had to move away from that place and since Dean said it would be too dangerous to stay together, she and Elena split up. Four months ago. It's been long enough. She didn't understand how she survived. All she knew was that her life had taken a weird road since she meet the Winchester Boys and she wasn't sure if she could go on without them. She chuckled softly inside herself. Oh she remember their first meeting. How she hated Dean and Elena for it. However in the end Dean became important to her.
"Seriously what are we going to do here?" I finally got out of the car and I must admit that I was actually in a very bad mood. Everyone would be if you slept a night in a car. I had my legs stuck between the steering wheel and I forgot to put the chair back and everything. I could have slept in the back but when I fall asleep I was too tired to think about the consequences and now my mood was ruined. My best friend Elena was not in a much better mood but she slept better. She looked great, she always did compared to me. Her white-blonde hair jumped around her and her golden-brown eyes looked like they had a huge secret in them. Of course she had but she could lure every guy towards her. Compare me to her, I had brown curls, who looked quite flat right now and my brown eyes were simply dull. Not that I cared. I didn't need a boyfriend or any guy who wanted my attention. If Elena was the hot person, I was more like a child. I sighed. "We are here," Elena yawned. "Because of a Banshee."
A Banshee, the most annoying screaming creature I have never meet. Thank heaven. However right now I was hunting them. I wondered what would be best, if my dad was here I could ask him but you see that's the whole point. He wasn't. He had been taken and I think he was dead. However I never thought about that. We were actually looking for him but if we ended up finding a monster, we took care of that along the way. Besides I've been kidnapped myself and almost killed that I knew that we lost too much time. Azazel himself told me that my dad was dead. Demons tell lies I know but I think he had not need to lie to me. I could feel it in my bones. I shivered and not because I was cold.
Yesterday before we went to sleep in the car I walked around in the little forest that surrounded us and this town up ahead. I almost stepped on a body and even though I got used to it lately, I screamed. Simply because I didn't expected it and I was jumpy after the kidnapping. I was there with five others and they died all of them I think. We were found by some guys and while they wanted the save us, the last of us, Sam was stabbed He was the nicest guy I meet with this job. Since that I was extremely jumpy. I run away before my rescuers could do something else. They were Sam his family. I shivered again. In the end I found Elena and she found me and we've spend time in a Bed and Breakfast to recover. I first thought I would never recover but right now I'm quite okay. I'm only not sure if I can do my job anymore. I'm a demon-hunter. My dad taught me and Elena. However with all this supernatural going on, I'm just afraid. Not that I was going to admit it but Elena her eye never left me. Especially after the scream from yesterday night and the body, she stayed so close that when I stopped walking she would bump against me, every time again.