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Death


Death

Death is such a complicated word. Everyone will eventually experience death. It's inescapable.

I was six.

Quite a young age to experience anything as horrible as death. I was at a time where I was at my most innocent. My younger brother Austin was only four when death struck. Unfortunately he did not survive. Before tragedy struck, our lives were perfect. My live was perfect. We were both loved completely and unconditionally by our parents. And we loved them completely and unconditionally.

In my eyes my parents were perfect.

We were perfect.

My parents were the King and Queen of our kingdom. We were the prince and princess and everybody lovingly bowed down at our feet.

Life was perfect.

Then it happened. I can remember the day clearly. That was the day I lost everything.

It began as a normal day.

It had been a beautifully sunny day. I had a play date with Gabriel at my favorite park. Daddy took me while Mommy had a special bonding day with Austin. The air had been warm, the beams of sunlight glowed on my skin, the sound of laughter, of small children running about, the barking of a dog in the distance, the scraping sound of a jogger's sneakers on a gravel sidewalk, the sweet aroma of the ripening peaches in an orchard nearby,and the young couple having a picnic over under a shady oak tree.

It had been so fun. I had been deliriously happy. If only bad things were not to have happening later on that warm fateful summer night.

XXX

"Come on Avery! It's bedtime." Mom calls, poking her head out from my younger brother Austins room. I freeze and run downstairs into the living room. I climb up in Dad's favorite black leather reclining chair. Mom sighs and heads down. The sound of her padded footsteps on the stairs tells me that she is coming. I wiggle even deeper into the chair and under the soft red blanket.

"Do I have too?" I ask as soon as she rounds the corner and enters the room. I want to stay up. She smiles at me fondly.

"Yes. How about your father read you a bedtime story?"She asks walking towards me holding out her arms and smiling.

"Yes!" I shout excitedly. Although I am eight I still secretly enjoy having my dad read me bedtime stories. She picks me up and I snuggle into her warmth. We pass dad on the way up and she motions for him to follow us. He falls in line behind us and starts to make faces at me. I giggle as she carry's me in my bedroom, to my bed and tucks me in.

"Can you stay while Daddy reads to me?" I asks looking up under my long black eyelashes at my mom. I learned that move from my mom. She does that when she wants daddy to do something and he doesn't want to.

"Of course sweetie." She says. I curl up comfortable on my side, spooning Adam our red long haired golden retriever that likes to sleep with me. She lays down behind me and I curl into her.

"Alright,what two stories do you want me to read to you tonight?" Dad asks once we are settled in.

"Little Red Riding Hood and Beauty and the Beast." I says and my dad laughs. He sits at the end of my bed and smiles fondly at us. Mom starts to stroke my hair softly.

"Of course my Lil Red Beauty." Dad says. I look up at him expectantly.

"Alright ready?" Dad asks and I nod. He clears is throat and starts to weave a sad and magically version of Lil Red Riding Hood. I snuggle down deep under my comforter and let the soothing voice of my father wash over me.

Little Red Riding Hood

(A Version of It)

Once Upon a Time, A young women, Adalwolfa was her name, lived in the forest. She loved to take walks, read, draw, and just admire the beauty of the forest. One day this Adalwolfa meets a wolf and decide to befriends it. It was very hard work because the wolf didn't trust humans. But Adal worked hard and the wolf eventually allowed Adal to befriend it.

Eventually, a bond begins to form between the wolf and Adal. The villagers in a nearby village called Adalwolfa a witch and tried to kill her. But the bond between the wolf and Adalwolfa had become very strong, the wolf felt the need to protect her and so he did. He shifts into a more human form, saves her and takes her away into the forest. He carries her deep into the forest, where he keeps her for many weeks. She names him Wolfrick which means 'Wolf Ruler'. Adalwolfa thanks Wolfrick, and pledges to stay with him and protect him, just as he did for her.

Wolfrick manages to stay in his new half wolf form until the night of the full moon, when it's silvery light hits him he if forced to change into his true wolf form. Now, there was a woodsmen in the village, who vowed to see this wolf dead, and followed them in the forest. He watched over them and saw the wolf (Wolfrick) as a monster. Wolfrick was able to become a man again the next morning and the woodsmen left, knowing when he had to strike. When he came back to the village, he told them what he saw and the villagers were enraged. They decided on the next full moon that they would go into the forest and kill the wolf (Wolfrick) and the woman (Adalwolfa) because they were unnatural.

But in that month that they had to wait, Wolfrick and Adalwolfa fell in love. Their bond grew so deep that they could feel each other in a way that was beyond words. It was pure. It was true. When the next full moon came, the villager came, and the woodsmen lead the charge. Adalwolfa was defenseless and Wolfrick was unable to protect her. He howled with all his might and even under the light of the full moon he transformed into a man, shedding his wolf skin completely. But it was to late.

They had killed his love, and it threw him into a rage. His vision went red and all he could think about is how they killed his true love. He lost himself to the wolf instinct, and slew as many of his would be killers as he could. But the woodsman bested him. Before the wolf died, he uttered his first and last words as a human, "Our love was true. It always will be." The wolf (Wolfrick) and the women (Adalwolfa) met by chance, but their fate was destined for them . They were to be together, but they were also to die together. Although there are many different versions of the story, from all over the world, his words were always the same. "Our love was true. It will always be."

The End

As the last lines of the story fall off of my father lips, I succumb to sleep.

"Good night Avery. Remember you are my little wolf. My little fighter." Dad says, gently kissing me on my forehead. I vaguely feel my mom tuck me in one last time, hear them walk to my bedroom door.

"I love you to the moon and back. To infinity and beyond. Forever and ever." Mom whispers and then closes the door. Just after midnight a scream breaks the silence. I jerk awake, sit up, and sit stock still.

"Please don't harm my wife, daughter and son!" I hear daddy cry out and then there was complete silence.

Absolute silence

"Daddy!" I cry out and then whimper softly.

"No please! Not my babies! Please no, take me, kill me instead. Not Avery! Not Austin! Please ... have mercy ... Please...I'll do anything!" My mom cries from the bottom of the stairs. Not being able to take it anymore I leap out of bed and run to the top of the stairs.

"No! Go back Avery!" Mom cries upon seeing me.

"No! Mommy I can help!" I cry.

"No! Absolutely not!" Mom cries giving me a stern glare. I completely ignore her and push my skinny small arms out, wishing for him to go flying back,slam into the wall hard.

Hard enough to knock him out.

"Mom!" I cry and rush down the stairs. When I reach the bottom of the stairs I almost vomit at the sight of my mom. Her stomach is all ripped up and her intestines are spilling out. I fall down at her side, crying hysterically. I take a closer look at her stomach noticing that there seems to be chunks taken out her. I drop down to my knee's, hover my hands over her stomach wishing for her to be healed but nothing happens.

"Mommy it's not working! Why isn't it working?" I cry.

"Because it's to late. Everyone is meant to go at a certain time and now is my time." Mom says peacefully.

"But go can't go. I need you. " I say crying hysterically.

"Don't be afraid my dear." Mom says then grows still. Sobbing I throw my arms around her neck. There is a noise in the kitchen. I slowly get up and walk into the kitchen. My father is also all ripped up. His stomach is also teared up and on closer inspection his stomach also has chunks tore out. A growl from behind me makes me whirl around.

The monster is moving his head around side to side until he stops suddenly and his face and body looks exactly like my dad. I scream and suddenly the front door is throw open. A tall man with brown hair, warm hazel eyes that scream protectiveness and kindness. He has a ruggedly stubble look about him and is holding a gun. He fires of a shot at the monster. The monster screams and hurls himself out the window. The man goes and checks to make sure he's gone before turning to me.

"You okay kid?" He asks kindly kneeling down so he is at my eye level.

"That monster killed my mommy and daddy!" I cry throwing myself at him and bury my head in his neck. He stiffens and the slowly relaxes, wraps his arms around me and picks me up.

"Shh. It's alright. Everything is going to be fine." He says comfortingly. After a few minutes I stop crying and start hiccuping. He gently sets me down.

"My name is John. John Winchester. What's yours?" He asks softly.

"Avery. Avery Clarissa Rula." I says shyly. He nods and I gasp.

"Austin!" I shout, panicking. I race out of the kitchen and dash up the stairs. I skid around the corner and into his bedroom. I stop dead in the doorway. Austin is not in his bed. I run into the room calling out his name. His not under his bed or in his closet. My heart sinks and I collapse to the ground sobbing.

'Oh God! Please not him too.' I plead in my head.

"Who's Austin?" John asks leaning down. I sniffle and slowly stop crying.

"M-My ba-baby bro-brother." I say, hiccuping. I look up at him with hope. He stretches out his hand and I stare at it blankly for a moment before taking it. He pulls me up and positions me so I am behind him. I reach out and grab the back of his shirt and we start down the stairs. I whimper softly as we walk by my mom and into the dining room. He stops and seems to study the room before cautiously continuing into the kitchen. I peek around his side my eyes scanning the room for Austin. My heart drops when I spot Austin's orange The Flash pj's.

"No!"

The cry is ripped out of my throat. I run over to him, falling down at his side.

"Austin! No! No! Please no! Not you too!" I cry cradling my little brother in my arms. John hesitatingly leans down. I throw my arms around him and sob into his shoulder. He wraps one arm around me and picks me up.

"Okay Avery, we're going to go grab some clothes and then we'll get out of here." John says with a calm commanding aura around him. He goes to put me down but I frantically clutch his neck. I clutch his shirt and cry into his shoulder.

"It's 'll be alright, sweetheart." He whispers in my ear as he rubs my back soothingly. He goes to put me down again and this time I let him. He gently nudges me in the direction of the upstairs.

Tears burn in my eyes as I pass my little brother, then my dad, and then my mom but I bite my lip, refusing to let them fall. I grab my backpack and stuff it full of clothes and shoes. Using my magic I make my backpack look the same on the outside but bigger on the inside.

I grab my mom's 'Believing is just the beginning' necklace, her favorite angel wing earrings, my dads favorite black watch, his favorite silvers mask wolf head ring, Austin's favorite stuffed baby Toothless animal, our walkie talkies, and my stuffed wolf Luna. I shrink all of my dad's favorite knives and his favorite gun and put them in the pack. I grab my notebook, pens, pencils, money, and lighter.

I slowly walk downstairs and John is there blocking the view of my moms body.

"What about my mommy and daddy?" I ask.

He looks down at me and then gently pry off my moms wedding and engagement bands. He also gently pry off my dads wedding band.

"Here kid." He says. I slip them on one of my spare black braided cord necklaces and slip it over my head. He walks out the door nodding for me to follow. Once outside he helps me into the back seat of his shiny black car and we drive away. Soon the soothing motions and sounds of his car lures me to sleep.

XXX

That day I vowed that I never wanted to see those blank...dead eyes on one of my loved one's ever again.

Never again, I decided. Never again will I allow someone to hurt the people I love. The I care about most in this world. The people who make my life worth living for.

But the rest of the world kept on going and it felt like no one knew what I was going through. Like no one could understand the pain I was feeling. I wanted the world to stop. I wanted to just scream out, "Doesn't anyone realize how hurt I am?!"

I kept looking at people and thinking, "You don't have a care in the world, and look at me, I just lost my whole family to a monster."

I thought things would never be the same again.

And they weren't the same...not really.