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Chapter 1: The Secret Life of a Demon Child.
My life has always been complicated.
I grew up raised by demons.
Oh, yes, you heard me right.
When I was born, my parents were murdered and I was kidnapped and placed under demon magic.
The spell could only be broken by a True Love's kiss.
Sounds like something out of a princess story but it was true!
My first word was kill, my first toy was a doll with no arms or legs, and it's head hanging off, and my first pet was a hell hound.
Needless to say, it was not a normal or healthy life.
At age six, I was moved to a cabin with two humans who's deals had gone bad.
They were a married couple.
Once night, after I had been tucked into bed for the night, I heard voices.
I crept out of bed to hear the two humans talking with someone.
It turned out to be a man wearing a baseball cap and a hunting vest.
He had a beard and blue eyes.
I didn't know who he was.
"You have to save her, she's just a child. Part demon, but innocent, not like the rest of them." said the woman.
"She is growing so fast, in a couple years she will be fully grown, then she will become one of his minions." said the human man.
I gasped and suddenly the man in the baseball cap was holding me by the collar. "It's not nice to ease drop." he said, matter of fact.
I nodded and he placed me down on the floor.
I squeezed my dead doll tight. He looked at it and quirked an eyebrow.
"That's no toy for a little girl. We will have to fix that." he said.
I nodded not wanting to anger the man.
"What's your name kid?" he asked me.
I sighed.
"They call me Sarah." I said.
The man nodded.
"I'm Bobby, Bobby Singer." he said.
I nodded and then yawned.
Bobby smiled.
"Let's get you to bed, girly." he said.
I nodded and reached up for Bobby to carry me to bed.
I woke up the next morning to find the two humans dead.
A Man was standing over them.
"Who are you?" I asked and stopped as soon as I heard my voice.
It was different.
The man turned around and smiled.
"Well, sleeping beauty finally has woken." he said with a British accent.
"I'm Crowley." he said.
"King of Hell and you have been asleep for over two years. I was wondering when you were going to wake up love." he said.
I looked down at myself to see that I had changed.
My feet were bigger and I quickly ran into the bathroom.
I looked in the mirror.
I was an adult.
I had long blond hair that reached the middle of my back.
I had brown eyes and had a pale complexion.
I walked out of the bathroom to find the man called Crowley waiting for me.
"Now what?" I asked.
Crowley smiled.
"Now Love, we train you for what you were created for." he said.
I gulped.
That did not sound good at all.
It had been four years since I had woken as an adult.
My life was training on how to fight to be ruthless, and how to outsmart my enemies.
Crowley taught me.
He was the only family I had.
I would do anything for him.
One day, I remembered seeing that Bobby guy and asked about him.
Crowley was not pleased but proceeded to tell me the tale of how the Winchester family and the one and only Bobby Singer ruined his plans all the time.
They sounded like family.
I never had that because of the spell that was on me.
The demon magic was powerful.
I was a normal woman at night, but in the day I was a pure demon made of dust or smoke, whatever you wanted to call it.
Eventually, Crowley shifted the spell so that I was a black cat during the day, so I guess you could say I was a demon cat.
The only thing that could break the spell was a kiss from my soul mate.
That's why they kept me locked up.
I was locked away so that I couldn't get my spell broken.
They needed me for something but I didn't know what.
Little did I know that I had secret friends trying to help me by sending tips and hint to Bobby Singer.