Out of the Ashes We Rise

by Ash Winchester

Dean and Sam have been hunting as usual when they hear about a possible case, centering around a young girl. Things get interesting when they start getting emotionally attached. Based after John's death, but may contain episodes from the first season.

1. It Begins

A/N – Hey everyone! So, this is my first ever FanFic! I have recently discovered a show by the name of Supernatural (aka-the best show ever!) and couldn't stop wondering what it would be like if I were to be part of that story. Eventually my thoughts spilled out onto paper and this Fan Fiction was born! This first chapter is very short, but the chapters will get longer. Sam and Dean come in the next chapter. This is my first time ever writing a story so it'll probably suck. If you do read it though, feedback would be greatly appreciated! And please, be brutally honest!

I stood there, staring down at the four headstones, thinking about everything that had happened in the past week to land me in this cemetery. I thought about how shocked people were when I hadn't shown up to the funeral. But I had been there. Just far enough away that nobody saw me as I observed the guests and waited for them all to depart. One by one they left, making it safe for me to approach the place where my loved ones were buried. The headstones read: Michael Dredge, Sarah Dredge, Haley Dredge, and Kyle Dredge. All I could see were the graves of my father, mother, sister, and brother. I felt my throat close up as I thought about the fact that I'd never see my family again…no. I won't cry. I won't. I have to be strong, I'm on my own now, and I have to take care of myself. Myself, and the house (at least until that gets taken away from me). Oh God, how was I going to make myself go back to that house? Last time I walked in that door I'd found my family dead, with bloody X's over their hearts…nope, can't think about that now. I switched to thinking about how lucky I was to have been emancipated when I turned sixteen, if I wasn't, I'd probably be on my way to a foster home right now. I shuddered at the thought. I don't know how long I stood there, just staring at the place where my family rested, but I finally decided it was time to go."…Thank you, for everything. I love all of you." I whispered. I turned sharply then, and walked briskly out of the cemetery.