Chapter 1

Before I tell the story there are a few things you need to know.

My name is JIllian, but I like people calling me Jill. I have a twin sister named Deanna. We were polar opposites before this story took place. I was an unpopular geeky tomboy who hated to dress in anything but jeans, t-shirt(sometimes flannel), and boots. My sister hated to wear that exact style. She would spend hours on hair and make-up alone. Not me. It would me 15 minutes to get completely ready. Still does. It gave me more time to do the things I like in the mornings, like reading, school projects, enjoying outside, tinkering with my bike, that kind of thing. And I'm sure you guessed it, my sister hated to do those things.

My sister had everyone wanting to be her friend. She and 4 other girls were like the plastics in mean girls, and Deanna was Regina George. (For people who have not seen that movie, she was the queen bee of that group in school. The one everyone either hated or wanted to be apart of.) Anyway, I had one friend. My best friend Maddie. We have been friends since 5th grade when my family moved to Lawrence, Kansas. Maddie and I have shared a love for the supernatural. Deanna thought it was weird. But I didn't care.

One other thing. This story starts on the day that Deanna's and my life will never be the same again.

I was talking to Maddie next to our lockers, just like every usual morning. Deanna and her bratty friends join us this time, though

"Hey sis, what's up?"

"Hey Deanna. What do you want?" I was already annoyed.

"Can't I just say 'Hi' so my twin sister without wanting something?" She sounded innocent.

"No." I crossed my arms, waiting for what she really wanted.

"Fine. You caught me. I wanted to see if you could help me with my science fair project. Please." Fake pleading. I could work with that.

"Your idea of 'Help' is me doing everything but your name." I looked really annoyed again. I even did the air quote thing around 'help'. I was waiting for her proposal.

"Please. It could be for my birthday present. You wouldn't have to get me anything. Just help me with the project." I already got her something for her birthday, so that was going to work. I tried to push it a little.

"I don't know. That is two test grades for you. And it is a lot of work. You might have to sweeten the deal." I had an evil smirk on my face when I said it. She saw behind it right when I said it.

"You already got me my gift haven't you? You want something else instead. Fine, I'll go to you're stupid little party and do your chores until it is done. OK?" That could work. Deanna hated sharing parties more than anything else. She hated going to my small parties just as bad.

"Deal." I couldn't help but smile a little. Thank God I was the one who paid attention in class.

She walked away and I turned towards Maddie.

"You're smart. I wish I could do that with my sister." She was laughing over what happened.

"You don't have a sister." I said as we are both laughing. School went on as normal.

It was about 10PM when things changed. Deanna and I were talking about God knows when we heard our mother scream. I grabbed my hand-held gun and walked to her room. Deanna was right behind me and knew to stay back. The door was looked so I kicked it open. We found mom dead with the window broken. Deanna ran toward mom, trying to figure out if she was still alive, although it would be a miracle because blood was painted everywhere and her body was torn into pieces. The first thing I did was tried to find the closes phone, mom's cell. I called 911. And as I waited for them to come, I noticed mom had made a call around the time she died. To whom? From what? I didn't know. But that was not the most important thing at the moment.

It took the police about six minutes to get there. I was holding Deanna back as they took mom's body away. I was trying to be the tough one so she didn't fully break down, but it was hard. Our mom wasn't the best mom in the world, but she was the only other family we had. Now it was just my sister and I.

It was the normal every crime scene thing. We had a hundred questions that we were being asked; they checked us out to make sure we were ok physically. We were out there for hours. To top it off, just when I thought we were done, the FBI for some weird reason showed up. Although, one of the guy's hair was way to long to be FBI, and both of the had cheap suits too. I haven't seen their badges yet and I could tell they were fakes. But I kept it to myself. Hopefully, they were here to help.

They asked us some weird questions, but we answered them as best we could. Then the one with the long hair, I think the name they gave us was agent Banner, started talking to the police. Deanna went to somewhere. One of the nurses wanted to check her out again. I started talking to agent Stark, I think, some.

"What do you think killed my mom?"

"We don't know yet."

"What are you doing here?"

"My job."

"Which is being fake FBI?"

"What would make you to believe we are fake FBI?"

"Badges are the wrong year, cheap suits, you partner's hair is breaking three rules at least, Should I go on?"

"How did you know…?"

"I like my research more the average girl. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it because I think you're trying to help. Are you the person my mom called right before she was killed?"

"Yes I am. She called me and asked me to look out for you and your sister. Jenny was one of my friends. She loved you both very much. My partner is trying to see if we can take you to our place. It is only about three hours out."

"Why are you being so nice? My mother is dead. You didn't have to come out and help us."

"Its my job."

"What is your job? You are sounding like you hunt the supernatural in secret." I was freaking out a little. But I made sure no one could see. He just laughed a little.

"Why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing."

"No. It's something. I want the truth."

"You want the truth? OK. It's all real. Vampires and werewolves and ghosts. All of it. I hunt them. But, I have no idea what killed your mom."

"Sorry. I thought the truth going to be the truth."

"That is the truth."

"Then you're crazy. And I'm leaving." I walked away. Dean tried to grab me, but I got away. I went to the police, and they said I could stay with a friend tonight as long as I don't leave town. I called Maddie to see if I could stay at her place. Her mom said I could.

I was almost done packing for the night; they said I could get the rest of my things the next day, when Dean came back up to me. He didn't say anything. He just put down a piece of paper next to me and left. When I finished packing and I knew he wasn't there, I read it.

It read, "I know you may not trust me and you think I'm not sane. Your sister does. We will be staying at the Red Bird Motel, Room 13, if you do later on. I hope you do. Dean." On the back was his phone number. I held on to it and went outside to find Maddie's mom car.

Later that night, I heard some noises, but I didn't think much of it. Maddie was sleeping so I didn't even try to find out what it was. A little while later I went to get water, and that's when everything happened.

I grabbed a plastic cup and was grabbed from behind. Since I knew how to defend myself, I gripped the hand and twisted the arm by moving it over my head so I can turn to punch. Even though it was dark, I could tell it wasn't Maddie or her mom. Maybe it was Dean, or his partner. I threw a few punches and I blocked some of his. I turned the lights on and I realized my attacker wasn't Dean or his partner. I wasn't sure it was human. I took some punches but not without give some back. By that time, Maddie was standing scared. Her mom had to go to work for the night shift. I went to the draws and grabbed a knife, and stabbed him. It didn't even slow him down.

"There is a piece of paper in my jacket pocket. Call the phone number on it." I yelled to Maddie.

"How is that going to help? This guy didn't slow down when you stabbed him."

"Please, just do it."

"OK." She ran to the room. I'm getting creamed but not without a fight. A minute later she had the phone back in the same room on speaker. When she did, I saw my attacker had black eyes, making me even more scared. I heard Dean's voice on the phone. Thank God he was really calm.

"Decided to trust me?"

"How do you kill something with black eyes?"

"Why?" He sounded worried

"WAIT, WHAT? OH MY GOD! WHAT DO YOU NEED ME TO DO?" Maddie was freaking out.

"Jillian, tell your friend to shut up. OK?"

"OK." I felt like I was on my deathbed. Maddie was quietly freaking out some more because I stopped fighting. I don't know what Dean said next but it helped. The guy slowed down. He looked like he was in pain. Then, out of the blue, black smoke shot out of his mouth and out the window. The guy dropped on the floor, but was still breathing. He woke up in pain, saw me, and started crying, saying that he couldn't control what he did. I didn't know what the hell happened, but I was in too much pain to figure it out. I told Maddie not to call the cops, that I believed him. She thought I was nuts, but she did what I asked. I was lying on the floor, unable to move much.

A few minutes after, the guy was still there. Waiting for someone, just like me. Maddie was confused why we were waiting for someone when we didn't call for help, but did nothing. Within ten minutes, Dean busted the door open. His partner and Deanna rushed in a few seconds after. I tried to sit up to show I was all right, but I failed. I was too weak. Dean's partner went to the guy, and Dean and Deanna rushed to me, mostly because I was the one that couldn't sit up. Deanna called the ambulance and Dean's partner, who he called Sam, made sure the guy was alright and that he could get away from the crime scene. Dean was trying to make sure I was ok, trying to keep me talking. Deanna was keeping Maddie from freaking out more. It was a mess.

The ambulance came a little while after. They loaded up and I don't remember much after. I started to loose consciousness.