Demon Hunters Academy

My name is LilyWinchester, I went to a school called the Demon Hunters Academy (DHA) for eight years, but I had lived there even more. At the DHA we didn't have to go into demon hunting that was just the specialty. I never knew my mother she died when I was born, and my grandparents didn't want me just because I was born out of wedlock. So I was sent to an orphanage, but I was only there for about a week, that's when I was chosen for the school, the year 1999.

I'm not alone at this school; in fact I'm the leader of the schools number one hunting team. The whole team includes seven people. There is me, Courtney Manchester, Marci Jones, Violet Jones, Megan Masters, and Hannah Garcia. We have trained together since kindergarten; we first hunted a poltergeist that had somehow managed to get into the school. Then the seven of us decided to make our own hunting team, and we have been together ever since.

It was a late Thursday night that I had been called on the hunt. It was just a simple poltergeist; nothing I couldn't handle by myself. I got there on my motorbike that the school gave me. The ride didn't take long; it was just a city over, so it took around thirty minutes.

I got there, and out of the corner of my eye, I swear I saw an impala turning into the same street I was on. I pulled into the driveway and put the bike in park, and of course the door was locked but it didn't take but a second to pick it. I walked in and I heard laughter, then I knew this was it. I looked out the window and there was the impala, then two people got out and walked behind the car to the trunk. I hide behind the couch so that they wouldn't see me.

They walked into the house, and if course I forgot to lock the door back. They seemed confused, but my cover wasn't blown. Just by listening to their conversations I could tell that the taller one was younger and his name was Sam, and the shorter one is the older brother and his name was Dean.

I take it the poltergeist knew we were here, a lamp near me shattered. I ducked to miss the shards as the poltergeist said. "Oh what is this, not one, not two, but three Little Winchesters after wee little me." SHIT, SHIT, SHIT was all that I could think as my cover was blown. There was only silence as I felt the stares gazing at where I was hiding. I flicked my wrist to send a physic wave to the kitchen to knock down some plates off the shelves, it worked but not as planned. Sam, the younger brother went towards the kitchen, but Dean stayed put. "The youngest of the Winchesters, tries to flee, try but fail will she." The Blasted Poltergeist won't shut up.

"What do you mean by three Winchesters? There are only two here." Dean shouted, I felt his voice vibrating the floor below me.

"Oh, but there are three, there are three, aren't you listening to me? She's here, in this very room, quivering in fear that you will find her."

Then it clicked, three Winchester's. that means one of them is my father. I don't truly remember what had happened next, because I was hit in the head with a hammer.

"Dean she is awake" I hear Sam say, as I flutter my eyes open, I wasn't in my dorm, but the house with the poltergeist

"What happened?" I asked, but I wished I hadn't, my throat was as dry as a dust storm in Oklahoma.

"You passed out, by any chance are you a physic?" Dean said blankly, with absolute no emotion.

I looked at him in confusion, it wasn't normal for someone to be questioning my ability. "How did you find out?" I wasn't sure to be scared or relived that I didn't have to tell them.

"My brother is a weirdo too, and he reacts the same way when he gets visions and crap."

"Dude the visions are not crap, they save people's lives." Sam intervened with a very annoyed tone.

"Well yours may, but mine aren't like that—all I hear is laughter and then poof, I pass out." I told him, relived to finally talk to someone who understands. "They come in at random times; I have never been able to control them, even when I close my mind completely."

"What do you mean by closing your mind off?" Dean asked, looking towards me attentively.

"Here I will show you." I told him, "Close your eyes, ok now picture yourself in a vast white space. I will now try to penetrate your mind, if this works right it will block me out, if not then—well we will get to that later."

He did everything I said, and it worked, it took me around ten times to get right when I was four.

After that I got up and I walked towards the door, but of course they invited me to stay at their motel room, but I told them I had to get back to school. But they insisted on me staying with them in case of another "incident". So with that I got on my bike and followed them, I know what you're thinking a teenage girl going with two men that she just met, but I felt connected to Dean, at least, somehow.