Well, It's been awhile, but I'm back and glad to be :) I will try to post about once a week but as the rest of my summer goes by and senior year of high school starts. It might get a little slow but I will try to speed it up. I have a some chapters done now and those will be posted about once a week depending on reviews. I'm excited to start posting again and am ready to say...
Here is Waking the Demon!
Introduction
Everyday tragedies happen. No one can stop them, no one can prevent them; their apart of everyday life. To me, it seems that everyday brings some sort of tragedy, it must come with the Winchester name. First I make a deal with a demon just after my Dad decides to fall of the face of the earth. Then the demon almost kills me, at my prom no less. Next Dean has to get electrocuted while we're on a hunt.
That's not all, it goes on and on, throughout all of my life. Its always somehow my fault too. If I was never born, my brothers would still have a mother, they never would have to live like this. Dean says that we don't know that. He said that this could have happened just over Sammy's crib instead. I can't imagine that ever happening. Not to perfect Sam anyway.
What's the worst about all of this though, its that since my brothers and dad found out that I made the deal with Stanton, is that Sam still won't look at me the same anymore. Like I'm no longer his little sister. He looks at me the way he should. I'm the monster who was selfish enough to kill someone my brother loved, just so he would come home. I'm as bad as the things we hunt.
I tried to run away after my deal was out of the bag. Let everybody live their life without my interrupting it, but after a day my brothers found me. Sam ignored me but Dean said that we'll take care of this problem as a family. It's what families are meant to do; help each other out.
The biggest tragedy though happened just yesterday. Azazel found us; found me by possessing my dad. He hurt Dean, practically killed him just to get me. It's all my fault AGAIN! He didn't even stop when I mentioned Stanton, only said, that he's not scared of that little creation. Somehow I managed to get away from the force keeping us to the wall. I grabbed the colt and shot my dad in the leg. Sam and Dean slid off the wall and I gave the colt to Sam as I ran over to Dean.
Dad woke up and begged Sam to finish the job, but in the end, he couldn't. The demon escaped. We had to get to the nearest hospital to save Dean. He was bleeding to much, to fast. I was scared we wouldn't save him. Of course Sam and Dad were fighting on the way, all of a sudden a semi hit the impala on my side. I was automatically knocked out.
Now I am starting to wake up and I don't know anything about where I am, or where my family is. I don't even know if their alive.