Disclaimer: Don't Own Supernatural it belongs to the CW and Eric Kripke.

Warnings: death, slight swearing

It was a normal day with the sun shining, partly cloudy, and faintly warm. A preteen girl wearing a loose blue t-shirt, dark blue jeans, and black shoes walked on the side walk. Her hair was light brown with reddish highlights that was chin length and she had grey-green eyes. She was bored as she walked home from school alone. One of her neighbors smiled and waved at her. "Good afternoon Bethany," the neighbor called out to her.

"Hello Ms. Devon," the girl Bethany called back and gave a small wave. She preferred to be called Beth but Ms. Devon was an elderly lady and she didn't want to be rude and tell her otherwise. Her mother had taught her to always use her manners and be nice to everyone. Everyone in her family knew that she listened to her mom and doted on her constantly much to their amusement. Thankfully her mom found it cute and didn't mind it at all. Seeing her house not too far away Beth picked up her pace. She couldn't wait to get home and just relax. Beth couldn't wait to tell her mom what had happened at school while eating the cookies she had made the day before.

Opening the door and setting her backpack on the ground near the door Beth headed towards the living room. Usually her mom could be found sitting on the couch talking to one of her brothers or watching TV. The clicking of a gun made her freeze in her steps. Staring at the person holding the gun Beth asked, "Who are you?" with a hint of scorn. The gun was aimed at her face right between her eyes.

"Why sweetie it's me, your mother," the person replied. Beth stared at the person for a few minutes before glaring.

"Like hell you are. I know my mother very well. You are not her so don't even pretend that you are. Don't you dare tell me you are her when I know you aren't," Beth stated calmly. The woman who looked so much like her mother pressed the pistol against her forehead. Beth didn't flinch at all. "Again. Who the hell are you?"

"I you it's-"

"I will not repeat myself more than necessary. You are not my mother. Your right arm is pointed at my face and I know there is no way my real mom could do that," Beth stated.

"Ah you're actually pretty smart," the intruder told her. Beth for a split second wondered where they were when the intruder continued talking. "Your brothers both thought that I was actually your mother. It was so easy to trick them that it was almost laughable."

"What happened to them?"

"Oh nothing you need to worry about…"

"Like hell. What the fuck did you do to them?" Beth demanded. All she got in response was a demented smile. She was about to say something else when the gun was pulled away from her head. The intruder instead pointed it at her own head and watched as Beth's face went from calm to frightened. Beth had never had a fear of dying or getting hurt. She had always figured it wouldn't matter, however she hated when someone else got hurt. Even if that person was an intruder and had killed her brothers she looked so much like her mom…No. She was not going to let it happen.

Beth tried to reach out and pull the gun away from the intruder when it went off. Morbidly she stared as blew flew in every direction and as the body of the intruder fell to the ground. Black smoke erupted from the body and flew out of the house leaving Beth alone. Numbly and partially in shock Beth walked over to the phone and picked it up. Dialing a number she waited for someone to pick up. Finally someone answered saying, "Hello 911 what's your emergency?"

"I showed up from school to find someone in my house that looked like my mom but she was acting weird and pointed a gun at my face…" Beth replied before she explained everything. The whole time she spoke she looked at the body on the floor into the vacant eyes of the person laying there.

TBC

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