"What the hell are you talking about?!"

The demon looked dead at me and smirked.

"What's her highness doing in a place like this with men like them?" He gestured towards the Winchesters.

"They're my friends and what do you mean 'her highness'?" I asked.

This is crazy. Why would a demon be calling me Queen?

The scumbag gave me a confused face and stared a me. " You really don't know? Did you get amnesia or sumthin'?

I shook my head. The headache was back and it only did that when fragments of memories came into my head. I didn't know whose memories they were but it felt familiar. For the past 3 months I've been trying to find out who I was or where I came from but to no avail. Luckily, I manage to bump into Sam and Dean Winchester, the 2 famous supernatural hunters. Sam agreed to help me find out my identity though Dean was skeptical about taking me in. Fortunately for me, Sam was able to persuade him. Since that moment the boys have been looking everywhere: police record for missing people, showed my picture to everyone in sight, and even contacted some demons for help.

But those dickheads are dead and now I'm standing in front of the only person who might be able to tell me who I am.

"Do you know who I am? You called me 'her highness', what do you mean by that?"

"Just like I said. You are Queen."

This guy isn't giving me anything.

I was starting to get frustrated. "Well, what am I the Queen of ?"

Before he had any chance of responding a dagger was jabbed into his heart and he died.

NOOOO. Please don't be dead. PLEASE. You are my only hope.

" Wake up! I said WAKE UP GODDAMMIT!" I kept shaking his body. Nothing.

His was dead.

I felt someone put a hand on my shoulder," Elia, get behind me."

I turned to the person and it was Sam. He had a serious face, the face he makes when he's about to kill someone. I take a glance at Dean and he looked equally as scary as Sam. I turn toward the body and I notice someone is standing in front of me. Immediately, I stood up and looked at the man. He had brown shaggy hair and a scruffy beard. The man wore a black suit and was a couple of inches taller than me. The headache grow larger and I found myself getting dizzier. The man looked at me and gave me a small grin and turned back to Sam and Dean.

"Hello boys."