I got the idea for this story sometime yesterday and I finally got a chance to write it.
Summary: When she was five years old, Kendall Winchester was taken away from her family because she was told she was the Slayer. What happens to her when she's taken away and refuses to cooperate with the watchers?
Warning: Some child abuse
Disclaimer: I don't own the shows or the boys but damnit I wish I did. The only thing I own is Kendall.
There was a loud crash in a small house in Lawrence, Kansas. Two little kids quickly scurried away from the broken vase before their parents could find them.
"Dean! Kendall!" Mary Winchester yelled.
"We didn't do it." Both the kids yelled back at the same time.
"Come here right now!" Mary yelled. Both the kids walked back into the room they just fled from and looked up at their mother. The boy had dark blonde hair and green eyes while the girl had long blonde hair and blue-ish green eyes.
"Yes mom." Both of the kids said, looking innocent.
"How did this happen?" Mary asked, looking down at them with an all knowing look and both the kids sighed, knowing they were busted.
"We were playin and it fell over." Dean told her.
"It was an accident Mommy." His twin, Kendall said, looking up at her with doe eyes.
"Are you mad mommy?" Dean asked. The woman just sighed and looked down at the two children.
"I'm not mad, just don't lie next time, okay." She said, bending down so she was level with them.
"Okay mommy." Both the kids said at the same time. The sound of a baby crying filled the room and Mary sighed.
"You two must've woken up Sammy." Mary said, picking up the broken vase and throwing it away before heading up the stairs. "You two don't break anything else." The kids nodded as she disappeared up the stairs.
"Told you she wouldn't be mad." Dean said, smiling.
"No, you said run." Kendall told him.
"Nu-uh." Dean shook his head.
"Uh-huh." Kendall said, nodding her head. The kids continued like that until Mary came back down.
"Hey you two, no arguing." Mary told them.
"Yes mommy." Both the children said at the same time.
"Where's daddy?" Dean asked.
"He's at work Dean." Mary told him.
"When's he gonna be back?" Kendall asked.
"Soon, sweetheart." Mary told them. "Come on, how about we watch a movie before bedtime." Both of the kids ran full speed into the living room and laid down on the floor in front of the t.v. Mary laughed as she walked into the room.
"What do you two want to watch?" Mary asked.
"Wizard of Oz." They both said loudly, making Mary laugh again as she started the movie.
After the movie, Kendall and Dean were falling asleep, still lying on the floor.
"Come on you two, time for bed." Mary said, ushering her children up the stairs while she carried her youngest son. She walked into the room and placed the baby in the crib while the other two children followed her into the room.
"Say goodnight to your brother." Mary said to her children.
"Goodnight Sam." Dean said, kissing the top of his head.
"Night Sammy." Kara said, kissing his cheek.
"Hey kids." John Winchester said from the door.
"Daddy." Both of the children yelled, running up to him as he scooped them up.
"So you two think Sammy's ready to toss around a football." John asked.
"No Daddy." Dean shook his head.
"Don't be silly daddy." Kendall said, shaking her head and laughing.
"You got them?" Mary asked, walking for the door.
"Yeah, go get some rest." John said, kissing her on the cheek. "Night Sammy." John said before leaving the room with his children in his arms. First he walked into Kendall's room and tucked her in. "Goodnight sweetie." John said, kissing her forehead.
"Night Daddy." Kendall said sleepily.
"Night Kendy." Dean said hugging her before he left with their father. Kendall let out a yawn and fell asleep quickly.
She woke up an hour later, shaking and crying. She quietly made her way out of her room and across the hall to her twin's room. She opened the door and walked over to his bed and shook him awake. He opened his eyes and looked at her tiredly.
"What's the matter Kendy?" Dean asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"I had a bad dream." Kendall told him. Dean moved over and Kendall laid down beside him. "I didn't know where I was but these people took me away. You weren't there, daddy wasn't there, mommy wasn't there, and Sammy wasn't there. I was all alone." Kendall told him.
"It was just a dream Kendy. You know mommy and daddy won't let anyone take you away. And neither will I." Dean told her. Kendall smiled and soon they were both back asleep.
They woke up another hour later when they both heard their father yelling. Kendall and Dean both jumped out of bed and ran out of the room and saw flames inside Sam's nursery.
"Daddy, what's going on?" Kendall asked when John appeared at the door with Sam in his arms.
"Dean, take your brother outside as fast as you can. Don't look back." John placed Sam into Dean's arms who just looked at him confused. "Now Dean, Kendall. Go." Kendall pulled on Dean's sleeve and they both ran down the stairs, Dean slower than his sister since he was holding Sam. When they were outside, they looked up at Sam's nursery window and saw the flames billowing out.
"It's okay Sammy." Dean said as Sam started to fuss in his arms. Suddenly, Kendall and Dean were both swept up by their father who ran across the street just as the windows in the house blew out.
The fire department came a few minutes later and the Winchesters all sat on the trunk of their dad's Impala. John was holding Sam who was now asleep while Dean and Kendall sat on his right, hugging each other. John's friend Matt came a few minutes later and told him that they could stay with him for a while. John thanked them and loaded the kids into the car and drove away from the house.
One Year Later
Kendall, Dean, Sam, and John were all in a new motel room. Kendall hated all the constant moving but she never complained. She didn't know why they always had to move but never asked, not wanting to upset her father.
Kendall and Dean were both on the floor, playing with Sam who was now eighteen months old. Sam was always happy, which always brought a smile to everyone's face.
"Sammy, what are you doing?" Kendall asked, smiling. Sam had pulled open the small, crappy fridge and looked at her innocently.
"Come on Sammy, don't play with that." Dean said, closing the fridge and leading him back toward the toys. John was sitting at the table, writing in a journal that he never let out of his sight. Kendall got up and tugged on her father's pant leg.
"Daddy, what are you doing?" Kendall asked.
"Just writing some stuff down." John said, turning his attention away from the journal to look down at her.
"Why?" Kendall asked, tilting her head to the side, something she started doing recently when she asked a question.
"Don't you worry about it. Go play with your brothers." John said, ruffling her hair. Kendall nodded and ran back over to Dean and Sam who were playing with something that made a very loud noise. Suddenly, there was a louder noise and there were a lot of men walking into the room, guns pointed out in front of them. John jumped up and pulled out a gun from the back of his jeans and moved to stand in front of his children. Dean stood behind him, protecting both Kendall and Sam.
"Who the hell are you and why are you here?" John said calmly as he aimed his gun at the closest guy.
"Put down your gun Winchester, we're not here for you. We're here for your daughter." One of the guys said.
"You're not taking any of my children." John hissed.
"Stay away from my sister." Dean yelled.
"This is not up to you. She's going to be an important person and she won't reach her full potential with you." The man told them.
"She's a five year old girl." John yelled, gripping his gun tighter, even though he was outnumbered.
"She's a slayer." The man said calmly.
"What?" John asked.
"She's a slayer." The man repeated.
"You're lying. You're not taking my daughter." John said through gritted teeth.
"You don't have a choice in the matter." The man said. "Now put the gun down before you get hurt."
"You're not taking my daughter." John repeated, still holding the gun firmly in place. Another man who was holding a gun simply shot John in his right shoulder, making him drop his gun.
"Dad!" Both Dean and Kendall yelled. Another man just started for Kendall.
"Stay away from my sister." Dean yelled, hitting the man. He just pushed Dean away carelessly and grabbed Kendall who was kicking and screaming the whole time.
"Let me go! Daddy! Dean!" Kendall yelled, trying to get away. She saw John holding his shoulder where he'd been shot and Dean who was trying to get up. She looked to the side and saw Sam looking around, confused.
"Ke-da." Sam said as the man tried dragging her away but she continued to fight.
"Let me Go!" Kendall yelled. She bit back a cry as she felt something being pushed into her neck and everything went hazy.
When Kendall woke up, she was in a room she didn't recognize. She didn't know how she'd gotten there but then it all started coming back to her. She stood up and tried to find a way out.
"Going somewhere?" The man who'd taken her asked.
"Where am I? Where's my family?" Kendall asked.
"Forget about them." The man said.
"Where's my dad? Where are my brothers?" Kendall asked again.
"You won't see them again." The man told her.
"Who are you?" Kendall asked, keeping her distance from him.
"Malcolm Davis." The man introduced himself.
"Why did you take me?" Kendall asked.
"Because my dear, you are a vampire Slayer." Malcolm told her.
"What?" Kendall asked, her eyes wide.
"One girl in all the world, chosen to fight the demons and the forces of darkness." Malcolm old her.
"Demons?" Kendall asked.
"Yes, all those demons, vampires, creatures. They're all real." Malcolm told her.
"But my mom said they were just make believe." Kendall told him.
"They are anything but make believe." Malcolm told her. "They're really out there and they really are dangerous."
"I don't want to be a slayer." Kendall said, shaking her head.
"Not a slayer. The slayer." Malcolm corrected. "And you don't have a choice."
"Please, I just want to go back to my family." Kendall begged.
"That is not possible. You need to start your training." Malcolm told her.
"I'm five damn years old!" Kendall yelled, remembering the word her father always used when he was mad.
"Yes, you will be starting your training later than I would've liked. It was hard to find you." Malcolm said, mostly to himself.
An hour later, Kendall was walking up to a house, stuck between to other men, Malcolm walking in front of her. The house looked fairly nice, but Kendall didn't like it. The door opened and she was pushed into the house and over to the living room where a man and woman were waiting. The woman had blonde hair and brown eyes while the man had black hair and hazel eyes. The woman had smiled when she saw the girl and walked over to her, kneeling in front of her.
"Hi sweetheart. My name's Martha Tanner and his name is Daniel." the woman said in a sweet voice, but Kendall didn't like it. "We're your new parents."
"You're not my parents. Mommy died in a fire and they took me away from daddy." Kendall said bitterly. The woman looked hurt for a moment but quickly recovered.
"How about I show you to your room while the boys talk." Martha said, her voice still warm and kind. Kendall didn't say anything but Martha quickly led her away and up the stairs. She opened a door to Kendall's left and led Kendall inside. The room was nice, a light pink covered the walls and the bed sheets, and the rug was a little darker pink. Kendall immediately felt sick.
"I hate pink." Kendall told her.
"All girls like pink." The woman said softly. Kendall just shook her head. "Okay, how about we paint it. What color do you like?" Kendall didn't look up but she spoke in a small voice.
"Purple." Martha smiled slightly and nodded.
"Okay, we'll make it purple. Why don't you go get some sleep. It's really late." Martha said softly.
"No." Kendall said strongly, even though she was yawning.
"Look sweetie, you need to sleep." Martha said softly, motherly concern in her voice. Kendall knew it was true and gave a small nod. Martha helped her over to her bed and tucked her in even though Kendall fought her the whole time. When Martha finally left the room, Kendall turned to her side and let the tears fall for her family who she wouldn't see again.