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We were sitting in the motel room and Uncle Sammy was stitching up my knee while Dad was grilling Jake about who he was.
"So who exactly are you?" My dad asked Jake.
"I'm a hunter." He answered shrugging.
My dad just glared at him. I let out a yelp from the pain in my knee.
"Almost done kiddo." Uncle Sammy assured me.
"Why did you follow us? We saw you at the diner!" My dad questioned him.
"Don't falter yourself. I didn't follow you. I was heading this way from the diner to work on a case, turns out you were working on the same one." He answered him in a annoyed tone.
"Don't you have any family or anything?" Uncle Sam asked him.
"Nope, my mom was killed by a demon a couple years ago, and we don't have any other family so I have been on my own." He replied.
"What about your dad?" I asked.
"He was never around." He answered.
"Oh I'm sorry." I said feeling guilty for asking.
"Its fine. I need to be going, I need to get some rest before heading out tomorrow." He got up and headed for the door.
I was running. That was all I knew. There was something behind me and it was getting closer. I could feel something grab my feet and throw me against the wall. I let out a shriek of pain. I looked up at meet the eyes of Jake. I screamed for help but no one could here me. He came at me with a jagged looking knife. I knew I was going to die.
I woke up in a cold sweat. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I looked around, both my Dad and Uncle Sammy were sound asleep. My throat was dry. I got off the bed and went over to the kitchen area to get some water. I sighed realizing there was no ice, so I grabbed the ice bucket and quietly opened the door to get some ice from the machine. When I had almost reached the ice machine I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around and started screaming. Jake put his hand over my mouth.
"Nice to see you to." He scoffed.
"What are you doing here?" I hissed at him.
"I have a room here." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Sorry I..its just..you just scared me that's all." I replied still a little shaken up.
He smiled at me. "I need to talk to you. Follow me."
"What..no! I have to get back before my Dad wakes up." I wasn't planning on going anywhere with the guy that almost killed me in my dream.
"It will just take a minute. Please?" He begged.
"I don't know." I said.
He looked at me for a minute and then I finally gave in.
"Ok fine. But just for a minute." I said defeated.
He lead me to his motel room and pulled a chair out at the table to sit down.
"The truth is, I did follow you here." He begin.
I started to panic.
"You are probably gonna start freaking out on me here, but the reason my dad is not around is because when he got my mom pregnant he was possessed. and after I was born he tried to take me with him back to his leader or whatever demons have. They were gonna use me or something. My mom had to kill my dad in order to kill the demon." He explained.
"So..does that make you part demon?" I questioned.
"Yes. The reason I followed you is because I had a vision about you. You are gonna be a big part in a supernatural war that is coming up. You have powers that you don't know about. I am here to protect you from the demons. They are gonna try to convince you to be on there side so they can use your powers." He continued.
I was trying to take it all in. "Wait powers? What do you mean. I don't have any powers. What would the demons want with me.?" I asked upset.
"I can't tell you anymore. I know you want answers but you have to understand, telling you more could put you in danger, and you can't tell anyone what I just told you. Not your dad or your uncle or anyone. Understand?' He asked.
I nodded my head yes and a tear slipped down my cheek. This was to much for me.
"Hey don't cry everything is gonna be ok." He assured me.
We ended up talking for a couple of hours about anything and everything. The next thing I remember is waking up to the bright sunlight coming through the window. I sat up slowly seeing Jake asleep on the bed on the other side of the room. I glanced over at the clock still not fully aware of everything. 9am. Then it hit me. I wasn't in my motel room and my Dad and Uncle were sure to be up by now.
"Shit!" I exclaimed jumping up off the bed waking up Jake in the process.
I was so dead.
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