So this is my first story that I`ve written so I am sorry for any mistakes or if its just not that good, Constructive criticism is welcomed.
~24 Years Earlier~
"Carmen! Carmen! Come quick, he said his first word" Said a tall man with black hair and blue eyes and a wide grin on his face, while standing over a baby`s crib.
"Mathew he`s 6 months old, the only first words of his are going to be a lot of gurgling" Said a beautiful woman walking into the room laughing at her husbands antics.
"It won`t be long now though, our kid is gonna be a genius" Replied the man with pride.
"Hes definitely gonna be special isn`t he" Smiling down at her son.
"We should let him get his sleep now" While pulling the tiny blue blanket over him, she glanced down at her son, and spoke the words she planned to say to her child everyday of his life.
"Mommy and Daddy love you very much, no matter what we`ll always be here for you and will always be watching over you.
The woman left the room with her husband, closing the door lightly behind them.
"Matt, Its your turn to get him" Mumbled the woman still half asleep.
All she got was a mumbled reply, Glancing at the clock and groaning at the time of 2:30am, she debated on trying to wake her husband up once again, when hearing her son on the baby monitor made her decision, she quietly get out of bed, and head towards her sons nursery.
The man jumped awake startled and unaware of what had woken him awake. Turning over to his wifes side of the bed and seeing it empty.
"Carmen?" Said the man adjusting his eyes to the darkness of the room.
It was when he heard the terrifying screaming coming from down the hallway and more clearly over the baby monitor was when he jumped out of bed, and ran to his sons nursery and bursting through the door.
Outside of the house, across the street parked, was a black 1967 Chevy impala, that held a man and his two young sons.
"Maybe you got it wrong dad" Said the oldest of the two boys, at age 8, with short brown hair and hazel eyes, who at the moment was making faces at the youngest of the two at age 4, with brown slightly long hair, and brown eyes, laughing at his older brothers faces.
"Bobby researched it all of it out Dean, Im positive this is where it`s gonna happen" Said the older man who was staring intently at the house. But was beginning to have his doubts the longer he had to wait. Grabbing the yellow folder that was on the dashboard he began to look through to see if he had missed anything, when his sons frantic cry caught his attention.
"Daddy!Daddy! Look at the window upstairs" Cried Dean who was pointing towards the house.
The man glanced towards the upstairs window and could clearly see the flames that was taking over the room the man swore grabbing the gun next to him.
"Stay in the car with Sammy,Dean" The man ordered to his before sprinting towards the house, hoping he wasn`t to late.
"Carmen" Said the man cautiously once he entered the nursery, his eyes glancing around the room, stopping on his son`s crib, walking over slowly and peering inside the crib to his son`s intense blue eyes staring back up at him, he sighed in relief to see his son was okay.
He ran his hand over his sons forehead when two drops of something dark landed on his hand, trying to indentify what it was, when another fell onto his hand, tilting his head upwards, his insides turned cold as what he saw would forever be burned into his memory, was his beautiful wife pinned to the ceiling, her stomach slashed open, and a look of shock upon her pale face.
"Nononononono"The man repeated frozen in horror and could do nothing but watch as flames began to consume his wifes body.
"NO, NO CARMEN, NO, OH GOD" The man screamed in devastation, with his son`s cry in the background.
Kicking down the door to the house,the man ran upstairs, following the screams that could be heard throughout the house.
He could see the dark clouds of smoke quickly filling the hallway, running to the room that was causing the flames, the man stopped in the doorway staring at the ceiling not being able to surpress the dark memories that flashed through his mind.
He glanced at the man on the ground in devastation and sprung into action, running over he grabbed the man and shoved him towards the door.
"My son!"
" I got him! Just go!" Screamed the man. Giving the guy another push out the door.
He grabbed the crying baby, just as flames engulfed the crib. And ran out of the house, making it outside just in time to see the windows burst from the flames, and looking up to see a dark figure standing amongst all the flames.
The street was covered in ambulances,police, and curious neighbors to see what had caused the disturbance.
But away from it all stood the newly widowed man, cradling his son against him.
"Its okay Riley, Daddys here, he`s got you" He said soothingly
"Mathew Poole?"
Matt glanced up to who had called his name and recognized it as the man that saved his and Riley`s life"
"My names John Winchester, and I have some things you may be interested to hear about"
So there it is.
I know i kept referring to Matt and Carmen as Man and Woman I just wanted to show that they were just like any other family, if that makes any sense. :)
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