Charmaine Daemon was an orphan. At the age of five, she was adopted by a nice rich family. There was a mother, a wonderful father, and sister. But she seemed to stick out for most of my life. It wasn't just how they differ in looks, she had a shorter temper than most people. If someone got her pissed she would either start a fight or just wish for them to leave her be in the back of her head. She got into a few fights in elementary school and others in middle school, where it only got worse. Luckily she made a few friends and she learned to control her anger. But then some other problems popped up. During puberty, she began to change. Not only physically but supernaturally. Whenever she got mad glass would fly, lights would flicker, and the room would become cold. This instance luckily only happened when she was alone, and she began to keep away from people when she got mad. Then in high school, it all went by smoothly. Except for one thing, prom.

Charmaine's adoptive father bought her a nice white dress that complimented her silver eyes. She wore her chocolate brown hair up in a bun. She did not have a date to go with to the dance, but she was going with her friends. The group met up at the dance going inside. The first half of the dance went smoothly the group just dancing together. The second half is where hell broke loose. A guy that Charmaine had a crush on went over her and invited her to a dance. Charmaine gladly accepted and the two of them danced. In the middle of the dance, Charmaine went to ask the guy a question when one of the guy's friends dunked the punch on her. The red punched stained her white dress and people began to laugh at her. Her friends saw the commotion and tried to come over, but were blocked by a group surrounding Charmaine. Charmaine looked at her dress tears burning in her eyes as the lights began to flicker. She looked at the guy who asked her to dance who was laughing. In one swift movement, he was knocked flat on his feet. She turned to the guy who dunked the punch on her and kicked him hard with her heels. The people around her stopped laughing seeing the two writhing in agony. She shook out her hand as the guy held his nose which was busted sitting up. She looked down at him and kicked him hard in the face. "My mother bought me this dress bitch." The lights burst after she said that sending sparks. With that, she left the dance heading home. The weeks after prom leading to graduation people avoided her in the halls, while others congratulated her for kicking the guy's ass. Her friends were worried about her, but she avoided them not wanting to talk about that night and get mad. Once she graduated she moved out wanting to go to Stanford. And that is where we pick up from our story.

Charmaine heard knocking at her door and opened up her eyes looking over at it.

"Who is it?" she asked rubbing her eyes.

"It's me," said a female voice. She got up out of bed.

"Oh shit- let me get ready," Charmaine responded remembering what she had promised her friend. She grabbed her clothing then went into the bathroom.

Her friend entered the apartment as Cha went into the shower taking a quick rinse. "You're such a smart person but you're never on time!"

"I am sorry Jessica!" Charmaine responded. The close friend of hers was Jessica Moore.

Charmaine had been up late the previous night studying some things to help her get into Stanford and had fallen asleep, forgetting to set her timer and forgetting about the promise she made Jessica.

"You are also gonna come to that party later too, right?" Jessica asked sitting down on the small couch.

"Sure," Charmaine responded coming out of the shower changing into her clothes. She came out of her bathroom fully dressed.

"Finally now come on we gotta go to breakfast," Jessica said.

"Is your boyfriend coming along?" Charmaine said with a slight tease.

"He's outside in the car," Jessica responded with a smile.

Charmaine smiled a bit. Charmaine had become friends with Jessica not too long ago and she liked seeing Jessica happy. In her mind, Charmaine believed that if she couldn't be happy then she could at least guarantee her friends were.

"I thought it was supposed to be just us at breakfast," Charmaine said.

"I want you to get along with Sam, you guys haven't really talked," Jessica said.

"Fine," Charmaine said and headed outside with Jessica. Outside Sam was waiting in a Chevrolet Avalanche.

Jessica went over to the passenger door. Charmaine stopped for a moment looking at Sam. She had been nervous about meeting new people ever since high school, though the two had introduced themselves they didn't really talk. And that is what made her nervous.

"Come on Charm," Jessica said getting into the passenger's seat.

"Is she okay?" Sam asked Jessica.

"Yeah, she is just shy around new people," Jessica responded.

"We met though," Sam said.

"She is nervous about becoming close with people," Jessica corrected.

"Oh," Sam said as Charmaine got into the back of the car.

"Hi Sam," Charmaine said.

"Hi Charmaine," Sam said and began to drive to a diner. The ride was silent since it was a short one.

Charmaine looked out the window as they arrived at the diner. The three of them got out of the car walking over and into the diner. The three of them got a booth, Sam beside Jessica and Charmaine across from the couple.

"So... how are you?" Sam asked.

"I am good," Charmaine answered looking down at the menu that the waitress placed in front of them. "Thank you."

Charmaine picked the menu up as Jessica got a phone call.

"I have to take this," Jessica said getting up. "I have to go."

"Then we can reschedule this," Sam said.

"No you two stay," Jessica said.

"You planned this," Charmaine said.

"Maybe," Jessica said kissing Sam's cheek. "See you two later."

With that Jessica left.

"She tricked us," Sam muttered.

"Yes she did," Charmaine said looking at the menu.

An awkward silence followed Sam looking up from his menu every now and then.

"So..." Sam said.

"So?" Charmaine asked.

"What is your favorite color?" Sam asked.

"Wait, what?" Charmaine asked.

"Well Jessica obviously wants the two of us to become friends, so I'd like to get to know you," Sam said.

"Silver," Charmaine asked. "Do you have any siblings?"

"Um... an older brother," Sam said a bit surprised by the question. "You?"

"An adoptive sister," Charmaine said placing the menu down.

The conversation continued with the two talking about themselves and their families. Sam found out that Charmaine had been adopted by a family and how they were annoying but she loved them. Charmaine found out that Sam was always on the move cause of his dad's line of work and that his father was never around, but his brother was cool. They had given their orders and soon enough got their food. The two ate, occasionally talking about things that they enjoyed. Charmaine enjoyed this time, feeling that Sam was becoming a friend, but that also made her nervous.

"You two haven't killed each other," Jessica said coming over to the two.

Charmaine nodded wiping off her mouth.

"I should get going," Charmaine said.

"But I just got back," Jessica said as Charmaine got up.

"I will see you at the party," Charmaine said.

"Then I'll see you later," Jessica said.

"Bye Sam," Charmaine said leaving.

"Bye," Sam said then looked at Jessica. "Did I do something wrong?"

"As I said she's nervous about making friends," Jessica said.

Sam sighed and looked at Charmaine walking away from the diner. "So we are friends."

Charmaine was at the party in the corner of the room leaning against the wall silently. Her hand was messing with the devil's tail attached to her costume. She wore a strapless red dress that poofed out, at mid-thigh, it stopped, like a tutu. She had red fishnet stockings and red gloves that went up to her elbows. To top it off she had red horns on with red lipstick to make it pop. Charmaine's eyes surveyed the crowd of people drinking or dancing until her eyes fell upon Jessica in a nurses outfit. She let out a sigh of relief seeing Jessica and she walked over to her.

"Jessica," Charmaine said and Jessica turned to her.

"You look amazing," Jessica said.

Charmaine looked down at the outfit she wore self-consciously.

"Thanks," Charmaine said.

"Hey, Charmaine."

Charmaine looked back up and saw Sam.

"Hi Sam," Charmaine said.

"Sam decided to come along," Jessica said with a smile.

"No costume?" Charmaine asked.

Sam looked down at his outfit then back at Charmaine. "Lumberjack."

Charmaine chuckled rolling her eyes.

"Beer?" Jessica suggested.

"Yeah," Sam said.

"Sure," Charmaine said.

With that, Jessica walked off.

"Sorry for leaving abruptly earlier," Charmaine said.

"It's fine," Sam said. "Nice costume."

"Thanks," Charmaine said looking down at it again then at Sam. "Nice Lumberjack costume, flannel, and jeans."

Sam chuckled slightly. "Thanks."

"So how'd she convince you?" Charmaine asked.

"She just... did," Sam said.

"She has that effect on people," Charmaine said.

"Yeah," Sam said chuckling.

"She loves you, you know. Like really loves you," Charmaine said. Sam looked at her a bit surprised and as he went to talk Jessica came back with the beer. Jessica handed one to Charmaine and one to Sam.

"Thank you," Charmaine said.

"Yeah thanks," Sam said.

"Your welcome," Jessica said.

Sam took a sip of the beer as Charmaine stared at the bottle.

"Oh, I forgot," Jessica said.

"Hmm, forgot what?" Sam said.

"It's nothing," Charmaine said and took a sip. Sam watched as Charmaine scrunched her face slightly.

"Too strong for you?" Sam asked.

"Just a bit," Charmaine said.

"Do you want water instead?" Jessica asked.

"No thank you," Charmaine said.

"Okay," Jessica said. Jessica heard someone call her name. "Be back, Sam wanna come with?"

Sam looked at Charmaine seeing how Charmaine looked over the crowd like an animal out of its element.

"Um," Sam said.

"Go," Charmaine encouraged. Sam nodded and went with Jessica away from Charmaine. Charmaine sighed softly and went back to staring at her bottle.

Sam and Jessica were talking to someone else across the crowd. Charmaine watched over the town her mind elsewhere until she was broken out from her mind.

"Hey," a guy said and Charmaine looked at him.

"Hi," Charmaine said back.

"What's a girl like you doing all alone?" the guy asked and Charmaine looked him over.

Flirting.

Charmine looked at the guy's eyes which were pointed at her chest. Now Charmaine knew not all men were like this, but this was the reason why she hated being with guys. She had a large chest size and also had hips to match.

"Just drinking some beer," Charmaine said looking at her mostly full bottle.

"Want to do something else?" the guy suggested.

"No just beer," Charmaine said and took a sip. She didn't have the same reaction as the last time.

"Come on have a bit of fun," the guy suggested leaning towards her.

Charmaine took a deep breath to restrain herself from punching the guy and she got a strong whiff of alcohol. "No thank you," she said in a firm tone.

"Come on just you and me," he said.

"Doing what?" she said looking at him straight in the eyes.

"Drawing... cause I am gonna put the D in raw," he said and Charmaine placed her beer down on the table.

"What?" Charmaine asked looking at him about to murder him.

"It'll be fun," he said.

From across the crowd, Sam could see the guy hitting on Charmaine.

"Be right back babe," Sam said walking over to the two.

Charmaine was failing to hold in her anger as she curled her hand into a fist. Sam came over as Charmaine landed a hard punch on his face. The guy stumbled back. The people around her stopped and stared at them. Sam stopped where he stood surprised that Charmaine punched the guy.

"What the fuck?" the guy asked looking at her holding his broken nose.

"S-Sorry," Charmaine said quickly noticing what she had done.

"You better be more than fucking sorry!" the guy said going over to her. Sam stepped in.

"She drank too much and you were being a bit of an ass. She lashed out," Sam said in Charmaine's defense.

The guy looked at everyone staring and sighed walking off not wanting to fight Sam or be responsible for a girl being hurt. The people stared at Charmaine who then ran out of the place before Sam or Jessica could stop her. She went home and locked herself in.

Jessica told Sam to give her some space knowing Charmaine wanted to be alone when she was like that. That night Charmaine spent alone curled up listening to the noises of the house as Sam got taken away with his brother to go on a hunt. The following day Jessica attempted to talk to her... the last thing that Charmaine said to Jessica was "leave me alone" and that is what Jessica did not want to get Charmaine angry.

The day went by to the next when she heard a knock at her door.

"Jessica?" Charmaine asked.

"It's me," said Sam.

Charmaine walked over to the door and unlocked it. She wore a baggy black sweatshirt and sweatpants. She didn't really care about her appearence.

"Hi," Charmaine said then saw the look in Sam's eyes. They were depressed.

"May I come in?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," Charmaine stepped aside and Sam came in. Charmaine saw someone behind Sam leaning against the wall. Charmaine left the door open knowing the guy was with Sam. "Sam, what's wrong?"

"It's about Jessica," Sam said.

"What happened is she sick?" Charmaine asked.

Sam glanced at the guy outside then back at Charmaine.

"Sam, what happened?" Charmaine asked concerned.

"She... is dead," Sam said and Charmaine froze.

"W...What?" Charmaine asked.

"There was a fire and... she died," Sam said choking up trying to get the words out. Charmaine sat down on the couch feeling tears well up in her eyes. "I wanted to tell you myself."

Charmaine nodded covering her face not wanting to be seen like that. Tears ran down her cheeks as she silently broke down.

"W...Where were you?" Charmaine asked choking out her words.

"I was there, and the fire almost got me. My brother, Dean," he said motioning to the guy outside. "Saved me."

"I...I am glad you're okay," Charmaine said not looking up at Sam. Sam sat beside her.

"I am sorry that I couldn't save her," Sam said.

"It wasn't your fault," Charmaine said looking at Sam and Sam saw her eyes puffy from crying, streaks of tears running down her face and her nose red. Sam wrapped his arms around her in a hug. She cried as Sam hugged her. As she cried the lights began to flicker. Dean saw the lights and stopped leaning against the wall. Sam looked around and saw that his breath could be seen in the cold air. The windows began to shake slightly.

"Sam I think we should go take her too," Dean said.

Charmaine looked up at the lights which continued flickering and some short-circuited completely. The TV turned on the screen completely static and a ringing coming from the screen. Her usual breakdowns were not that strong so she knew that it was something, or someone else.

"Come on," Dean urged.

Charmaine stood up going out quickly followed by Sam. Dean went down the stairs in front of the two. The echo of soft crackling was heard upstairs as alarms went off.

"Fire," Sam and Dean said hearing the echo. Charmaine looked at them in shock.

"W-What?" Charmaine said as the trio arrived outside.

Dean pointed at the windows that belonged to Charmaine's apartment. Charmaine looked up and saw flames burning through the windows. Charmaine stopped seeing it hearing the sirens in the distance. Dean looked at Sam who was looking at Charmaine who stared at the flames.

"I'll be back," Sam said. Charmaine nodded in response watching the fire dance out her window ashes falling from it, sirens in the distance. Sam went over to his brother.

"Do you think it was the demon?" Dean asked.

"Yeah," Sam said.

"But she isn't dead," Dean said.

"That is a good thing," Sam said.

"Yeah, it'd be a shame if someone that pretty died," Dean said and Sam nudged him. "What it would be a shame!"

"Shut up Dean," Sam said.

"Fine," Dean said looking over at her. "Do you think the demon that... killed mom and... Jess-"

"Yeah we went over that," Sam said.

"No I meant the demon could be after her too," Dean said. Sam looked at him and the two met eyes. Then the two looked over at her. Sam nodded slowly.

"Should we tell her?" Sam suggested.

"I mean she'd think we are crazy," Dean said.

"It's worth a shot," Sam said. Dean sighed then nodded and the two went over to Charmaine.

"Charm," Sam said.

"First my best friend and now my house," Charmaine mumbled.

"Charm," Sam repeated.

Charm looked at Sam. "What?"

"We know who did that to your house," Sam said.

"Who?" Charm said turning her full attention to Sam and Dean.

"Your gonna call us crazy when we tell you," Dean said.

"What do you mean?" Charm sniffled.

"A demon," Dean said.

"W-What?" Charm said shocked looking at Sam.

"I promise he isn't lying," Sam said.

"B..But... how...," Charm asked not knowing what to say.

"He is is a demon so burning and destroying stuff is in his job description," Dean said.

"Why was it after... me?" Charm asked.

"We do not know," Dean said.

"So we want you to come with us," Sam asked.

"Wait, what?!" Dean asked surprised.

"If we leave her alone the demon will continue to come after her. She needs to come with us," Sam insisted.

"We are on the road all the time," Dean fought back.

"If that demon hurts her I will kill you," Sam said looking at Dean.

"Fine," Dean said looking at Charm.

"D-Don't I get a say?" Charm asked stepping in.

"Yeah," Dean said.

"How can you guys even help me?" Charm asked.

"This is our job," Dean said. "Saving people, hunting things the family business. We kill the shit that goes bump in the night."

"If you stay you will be in harm's way, and we can protect you if you come along," Sam said and Dean and Sam exchanged a glance.

"Yeah," Dean said.

Charmaine played it out strategically in her head and looked at Sam. She did not feel like she had another choice so she slowly nodded. "Then it is a yes, I will come along with you."

"Then let's hit the road," Dean said.