Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters
Authors note: I'll be putting this on every chapter as a little side note. People also call her Tess because every time they said Mercy it reminds her of Meg and Balthazar. (who I ship)
Side Note: My name is Mercy Teresa Persephone Masters, I was only 4 when my parents, Balthazar Novak and Meg Masters, went missing. I used to live in Lawrence, Kansas but ever since they went missing I moved to Sioux Falls, South Dakota with my abusive uncle Crowley Masters.
It's been 15 years since they disappeared and each year is filled with new scars from uncle. It has come to the point that I can no longer wear a bikini or short-sleeved shirts because of the scars from cigarette burns, whips, and the couple of times in the past year where he cut me deep enough for stitches. He always makes me say I was mugged and I even have to file fake police reports.
15 Years
It was a warm day in mid-July, when Mercy got into her into her silver Camaro to get away from her god-awful uncle. Her Camaro was the only thing she had left of her parents. That's why she treated it like it was her own baby. As she rounded the corner that led off her block, she noticed a nice 1967 Chevy impala that looked like the blackness' of a ravens wing. It was surrounded by moving trucks with movers going from the trucks to the house.
Curious as to who was moving into the neighborhood, she pulled up to the curb, turned her baby off, and hopped out. Looking around she noticed a man that was at least 5'10" next to a man that was at least 6'. She cautiously approached them when she tripped over a tree root emitting a loud string of curses causing the two men to turn around and look at her. The taller man ran to her side and said in a concerned, rough voice, "Oh my, miss are you alright?" I quickly nodded trying to hide my bleeding palms when the shorter one grabbed my wrist to inspect my palm. "Let me put something on that to stop the bleeding." The shorter man said in a gruff voice that almost made my knees buckle under me. I also noticed the emerald eyes that the shorter one had and they were gorgeous. Shaking my head I managed to say, "It's alright it's only a scrape." "Oh where are my manners. I'm Sam Winchester and this is my brother Dean." Sam lifted his hand so that I could shake it, but he quickly remembered my scraped hand and put his down with a blush on his face. "Nice to meet you, I'm Mercy Teresa Persephone Masters." I said in a small voice that made the Winchesters lean in to hear me. "Did you say Masters?" Dean asked with a look of hatred on his face. Looking down trying to evade the eyes of the two men.
She quickly shot a glance at the Winchesters to notice Sam glaring at Dean. "Yeah I did say Masters." I said with a cold voice. This tone change must have startled them because when I looked up defiantly I noticed the look of shock on Sam and Deans faces, but I still continued despite how shy I was. "You really should be nicer to your neighbors if you want to get anywhere in this town!" I said while glaring at Dean who was the one that had offended me.
Sam shifted his feet and said in a confident, strong voice, "I am sorry for my brother he isn't in the best mood right now." Sam reached out to put a reassuring hand on me, but I flinched and he retracted his hand with a concerned look in his eyes. "I'm sorry for him hating the name Masters it's just that a woman, whom you might know, named Meg Masters ran off with our father's old friend, Balthazar Novak." At the mention of my parents my knees buckled under me; Sam crouched down to my level and was about to say something when I put my hand up my hand up for him to stop. With tears streaming down my face, I looked at them and said in a shaky voice, "There my parents and they've been missing since I was 4 and I'm 19." Sam glanced at Dean who looked shocked and said in a gruff, breathless voice, "15 years." "Yeah." I said trying to make my voice less shaky sounding. "Oh, I should get going I have to go to work." I said standing on my shaky legs that would barely support me.
I waved bye to Dean and Sam while I hopped into my Camaro. After I drove for 5 minutes I reached my work. While entering to roadhouse I immediately smile when I noticed my three closest friends, Charlie Bradbury, Benny Lafiette, and Jo Harvelle
"Tess!" Charlie screamed while running towards me arms open for a hug."Hey Charlie." I said with a grin on my face. Jo and Benny walked over when a felt Jo grab my wrist. "Who did this to you?" she asked with a concerned look in her face while she pointed at my palm. I looked at her with a chuckle leaving my lips while I said, "A tree root." Everyone began laughing when we heard Ellen, who is Jo's mother, yell "Alright back to work!" And with that the four teens dispersed and began to work.