When Mallory first met the Winchesters, the apocalypse was happening. And she was found by demons before they found her. Bones, ribs actually, they needed that to make humans to turn into demons. She was lucky they didn't drag her to hell and kill her. She was lucky that kids somehow had a missing rib with no sign of cuts to get it out reached the newspaper. She was lucky Sam and Dean noticed it. She was lucky they noticed her.

Mallory POV (When she first met Sam and Dean)

There were only six kids left who weren't at the hospital. It was manipulation that got that demon to make her do what she did. Why her? That had been her question for a long time. Then she disappeared into thin air, towards somewhere else. She had powers that she didn't know she had. She asked the demon about it and it said...

"If I tell you, you're going to have to come to hell and die."

He said it like it meant nothing. Telling a kid that if he told her who or what she was, she'd have to die. Mallory didn't really care, she hated her life. Her foster father had molested her on multiple occasions and when the mom caught them, she blamed Mallory. She blamed a kid for basically getting raped. They locked her in the basement for weeks at a time, they were cruel, horrible people. It wasn't until the FEDS came along that they cleaned up their act.

Detective What's-their-face and Detective I-don't-care-what-their-names-are, Sam and Dean, came into the house to investigate. Her foster parents acted like normal parents. However, they didn't really clean up the scars for the kids, or feed Mallory and the rest of them enough to not make them look like human skeletons.

It was obvious that they weren't really treated that well. It was obvious that they had been hit before. But still, she was 11 and even when the Winchesters were there, they still whipped them all.

It was like the 'power of Christ compels you' it was the 'Exorcist' in that house. It was absolute hell, and hopefully Mallory will never have to go back.

When Sam and Dean first arrived they asked the kids questions, well that ones that weren't in the hospital, and all of them were too busy being terrified that they were going to be next. But Mallory, well she acted like the obvious suspect. She even admitted to doing it, I believe the conversation went down like this.

"So Mallory, what can you tell me about your friends?" Sam asked.

"For starters: They aren't my friends. They are kids that I got stuck with because we all have fucked up lives with fucked up parents who can't take care of us. And secondly, It was me. I got their ribs out. Don't try to kill me there's nothing on earth that can kill me, believe me, I've tried. And so have a lot of crappy foster parents." It was simple, it was easy, and it really didn't mean anything to her. So what if they know what she did, she can get out of anything.

"Excuse me? You did that? How?" That tall one asked a lot of questions.

"I don't know... um I put my hand inside their body and pulled out a rib. Gave it to, I think it was a demon, and badaboom badabang a human is made. Like that whole 'Adam and Eve' bullshit. And soon the human turned into a demon. As for 'how' I don't know, I guess I was born with it."

They stared at her, eyes wide and mouths open. It was funny.

"Listen here, you're going to tell us exactly what's going on and what you are." The small one's voice was aggressive.

"There's a problem there: I don't really know what's going on and I have no idea what I am."

"Right? Why are you telling us this?" The small one again, that man had an attitude.

"Boredom, plus I need help. I want answers just as much as you do... but then that demon guy would kill me."

"Seriously why?" the small one is so relentless, kind of annoying.

"Ugh, because in case you haven't noticed, the apocalypse is here and heaven and/or hell needs me. Okay? I don't want to deal with this bullshit! I just want to know what the hell is going on."

"Look, we want to help you and those kids. But you have to tell us what's going on." the tall one chimed in.

"I just did. Wait, why aren't you freaking out? Normal people would flip out, FEDS would flip out. Ooh, you're no FEDS are you? What are you guys, special agent Mulder and Scully?"

"One: No we are not apart of the X-files. Two: how do you even know what that show is?" the short one also seems to have a sense of humor.

"The shows in this generation suck."

"Yeah."

"Okay, let's make a deal, you tell me what you are and I'll tell you what I am."

"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE! YOU EVEN ADMITTED TO THAT!"

"Well, you get angry easily, short one."

"What?"

"I forgot your "names" so, you're short one and you're tall one." She pointed at Dean then Sam.

"Okay kid, listen to me you're going to tell us everything you know-" the small one voice was gruff.

"No, listen to me." She lifted her eyebrow and it's like she popped into their minds. Telling them to forget all about her, she was a dead lead.

"Thank you for your time." the tall one said as he got up to leave, the short one soon followed.

Mallory smirked, ever since she met that demon her life has been better, but more complicated. But she could handle complications, she can't handle anything worse than her life now. The "feds" hopped into their black Impala, she thought that was the last time she would ever see those men. She was so wrong.