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Author's Note: Author's Note: Hey Peeps, its been a while. Sorry about that, I got caught up in Youtube and Dark Souls. Hopefully you haven't gotten too angry about the lack of updates. Anyway, here is one. Please enjoy. It has a little more of the show in it so I hope it doesn't get boring at those points. IN fact I hope you like it better or the same.

Pushing the Boundaries

Monday arrived and Lillian was finally able to sleep peacefully. She had told herself a thousand times that it had just been a dream and now she was starting to believe it. When the morning came Lillian climbed out of bed, the most well rested she had been in days. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky and it was starting to look like an amazing day. After her usual routine Lillian skipped down the steps and into the kitchen.

"Someone looks chipper today. No dreams?" Kate said, standing in front of the counter while chopping up fruit.

"No dreams." A grin spread across Lillian's face as she greeted her parents with a hug each. Once they had finished eating, Lillian wished her family goodbye and left, collecting her bag from the floor as she left. Practically running down the driveway she got to the bus stop and then stood waiting. It usually took the bus about ten minutes to reach her but today, she didn't care. In the time she was waiting, Lillian had started to daze off, looking at the sky. Although it was all blue, she still loved looking up. As she watched the indigo abyss above a soft rumbling sounded in her ears. A few minutes passed and it grew louder until finally Lillian actually had to cover her ears. Now distracted she tried to puzzle out what the sound could be. As green eyes scanned the surrounding area, Lillian noticed that no one else was noticing the noise. People were walking and driving by as if nothing was happening. As she stood there the sound kept getting louder and louder. She was about to crouch down and hold her head but right then, the sound cut off. "What the..." There was no time for her to complete her though because the bus pulled up in front of her.

"You getting on or what?" The grumpy bus driver said down to the confused girl. Shaking her head to clear it, Lillian walked up the steps and sat in the first empty seat she got to. Lillian then took the whole bus ride, trying to figure out what that sound had been but no answer came to her. After twenty minutes of thinking once she reached the school, she finally gave up. Right when she let it slip her mind, Cyrus appeared, seemingly from no where.

"Hey, Lil. Whatcha thinking about?" He sat down next to her since it was just before class started. He looked at her awkwardly, which Lillian picked up instantly.

"Oh, you know. The usual. What are you thinking about?" In her mind she was thinking it had to do with the dinner they had just days prior.

"Um...Well, my dad said he wanted to know more about this dream you have been having...and-" Cyrus was cut off.

"Okay class. Let's get started on today's work." The teacher always had perfect timing. Other students started to do as asked while others, including Cyrus, had to go back to their seats. The look he gave her when he walked away told her they would talk more after class.

Once class was over Cyrus walked back over to her and the continued the conversation as they left the room. He finally was able to tell her what his dad had wanted. Hearing this, Lillian struggled to make a decision. She wanted to tell Cyrus but she wasn't sure it was a good idea. She finally caved and told him about the dream, she neglected to tell him the parts about him, still refusing to believe they were true. She really didn't want any of it to be real but she was afraid that if she said it out loud, it would somehow make the event happen. As she had expected, Cyrus was freaked out by the dreams.

"Hey...if that happens I'll at least be away from my crazy family huh?" He tried to grin and his attempt made Lillian grin as well. Once that was over the rest of the day was fine until the end. As the duo walked out of the school, the jerk kid walked up behind them. He started harassing Cyrus, like Lillian had seen, making jokes about Lillian being his girlfriend and various other unpleasant things. Lillian just stood there stunned as Cyrus retaliated. He basically destroyed the kid with his response, just before his cousin Eli got out of the car and walked over. For a moment is shocked Lillian because Eldon was always the one to pick Cyrus up but this time it wasn't him. "Is there a problem here?" The menacing man asked. The group quickly denied it and walked away as fast as they could. Eli then quickly whisked Cyrus away before Lillian could even shut her mouth. Was this the final straw? Was this what caused the horrific scene that had been laid out before her in the dream? She shook her head refusing to believe it. This was just some unrelated scenario that had nothing to do with her killing this kid...or did it. Shaking her head again she tried to push it aside. The dreams were not real. Nothing was going to happen.

As Cyrus' car drove past her she noticed that he looked very uncomfortable, almost like he was trying to hide something but knew his cousin would figure it out. "I'm sorry Cyrus." She said as the car faded into the distance. "I should have told you who the kid was..." She remembered everything she had told her best friend. She and talked about all his family dying, and the strange thing that happened with the Dean Winchester person but she hadn't told him who the person was that had been on the table. She hadn't wanted him to act strangely at school. It would have cause more issues. Now that she watched the interaction to two just had, she knew she should have told them.

Lillian had gotten so lost in thought that she forgot about the bus. Just as they were pulling out of the school, she realized her mistake. "The bus!" Breaking into a full speed run she tried to make it to her ride but it was on the road and gone before she could get to it. "Crap! Well I guess I'm walking home." Hanging her head, she started to head home. There had been a few times she had chosen to walk home so she knew the way and how long it would take. It was only going to take her slightly longer to get home than it would if she had been on the bus. The reason for that was because of the amount of stops the bus driver had before hers. Unlike a lot of the other buses, Lillian was always full. Sometimes three people would have to sit in the same seat just so everyone was actually sitting down. It sounded uncomfortable but luckily, most of the kid lived closer to the school so they got off relatively early. What confused Lillian was, if they all lived so close to the school, why were they riding the bus in the first place. The only thing that she could come up with was that the kids were lazy or they had overprotective parents. She could understand the second one the most since there were times when her parents were over the top protective.

As Lillian was walking a slight rumbling noise sounded in her ears. It reminded her of earlier that day. Again, when she looked around there was nothing that could have been making that noise. She could hear the car engines as they passed but they were higher pitched than the rumble. The further she walked along the road, the louder it got. It started to drown out every other sound. Covering her ears she continued on. It got to the point where the sound started her hurt her ears. Forced to stop Lillian looked around. Everyone else was fine. Suddenly everything was too bright for her. The sun, everything that was lit up or was catching the sunlight glared into her eyes. Shutting her eyes against the light Lillian tried to keep walking but there was no way she was going to be able to walk with her eyes close. "What the heck is going-" a splitting pain stabbed into her skull and she collapsed, curling in around herself, trying to get the pain under control. Lillian's breath shortened into small quick gasps as the pain started to shoot through her entire body. "Help...help me." She choked out before she was forced to curl in on her self more. The pain continued to build along with the rumble and the light. Lillian was about to scream in pain before her brain shut down and she was lost to the world of the conscious.

AotD

A boy was walking along the road, his greasy looking black hair tucked into his hat which rested under his hood. He felt like someone was following him. Glancing over his shoulder he noticed a black car that was creeping slowly behind him. As he turned back some of his black hair fell over the scar that was next to his right eye. Taking a sip of his drink he quickly dashed into a side ally behind the store he had just been in. Panic started to fill his face. He needed to get away. Then just as he rounded a corner, looking behind him, he ran into someone. When he looked in front of him, it was Cyrus's cousin Eli, the one from the school. He was really worried.

"Cherry berry...my favorite." The older man said after he tasted the slushy that had just been slipped on his shirt.

"Look man...I've got no beef with you." His voice was shaking slightly.

"You put hands on my cousin." Right at that moment a bag was pulled over his head. He tried to fight the person off but they were too strong. He was suffocating.

AotD

"Miss." A male voice cut through the darkness that was Lillian consciousness. "Miss are you alright?" A hand rested on Lillian arm and she jumped, sitting upright and looking around frantic, like she was going to get a bag over her head at any second. Her breathing was still coming in short gasps as panic filled her. "Calm down. You are alright. Just breath." Lillian eyes locked onto the figure that was now kneeling in front of her. Slowly she became aware of her surrounding. Her back was pressed up against a fence and she was sitting on the sidewalk that was about five minutes from her house. She remembered that she had been walking home before suddenly became too much for her to hear or see. "Miss?" The person asked again. It was a slightly tall guy with short dark brown hair, brown eyes and very kind, concerned face. His voice was deep and almost gravely. Looking at him with more detail, Lillian saw that he was wearing a suit and a short tan coat.

"I'm fine..." Lillian didn't know what to say. She couldn't exactly tell him that she had some freakish sensory overload and collapsed on the sidewalk. "I just...tripped, that all." With the help of this man Lillian got on her feet and started to walk away.

"Wait. Are you sure you are alright?" Lillian wondered why this guy was so concerned about her. Usually when someone found a stranger laying on the sidewalk they would call an ambulance and walk away.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for the help." She wanted to get away as soon as she could because she had no idea who this person was. She continued to walk away and the man didn't follow her but she could feel his eyes on her back. When she finally rounded the corner to the street her house was on, she let out a sigh because he could no longer see her. When Lillian walked into her house, she couldn't help but to slide to the ground and sit against the door. She was so relieved. No doubt her mother would be panicked with her not being home soon. Shortly after she got inside her mother popped out from the kitchen and smiled at her.

"Hey, sweet heart. How was school?" Kate paused, looking at her daughter on the ground. "Long day?" Lillian pushed herself up the door and walked over to her mom. She was wondering why her mother wasn't concerned but at that moment all she wanted was to be wrapped in her mothers arm. Walking over, she hugged Kate. The older woman stood there stunned for a moment before she reciprocated the hug. "What's wrong sweety?" Lillian felt tears fall from her eyes as she remembered what she had seen. The boy that had been killed, the one whose blood had been all over her hands, had just been kidnapped by Cyrus' family.

"Mom...I think its coming true..." Silence overtook the room as the two held each other, both for support and comfort. Kate remembered all the other things that Lillian had dreamed about but this most recent thing had to be the worse of them all. Lillian and Kate stood there for five minutes before the younger Grey let go and dashed upstairs. She didn't feel like being around other people now, at least for a little while. Lillian tried to do her home work but she kept getting distracted. She finally decided to give up on it and do something that distracted her mind. Plugging in her headphones to the controller Lillian turned on Dark Souls and started to help anyone who summoned her into their world. Lillian realized that for most people, playing video games like this weren't exactly relaxing but for Lillian it helped calm her mind, allowing her to focus on a fantasy world instead of the weird things that were happening in the real world. Hours passed and her father finally made it home. At some point he had come to check on her but Lillian was too focused on the game to notice. She did remember giving him a small hug and feeling the kiss on top of her head that he always gave her but that was it. When dinner time came around Lillian shut off the game and went down to eat with her family.

"So, Kit. Your mother told me about what you said. How do you know?" He wasn't trying to sound skeptical but Lillian took it that way.

"I don't know...it's just a feeling I guess. Plus, you were the one that told me they were real and now you don't believe me?!" She wasn't trying to get upset but she couldn't believe he wasn't believing her. John looked concerned.

"I am not trying to say you're wrong, I am just trying to figure out how you know. Nothing has been on the news." Lillian knew that none of what she was going to see was going to be on the news anytime soon.

"I just know, Dad. Okay?" She looked at the table and suddenly it wasn't covered in food any longer. The kid from earlier that day was standing there. Standing up, panicked, Lillian knocked over the chair and backed up until her hit the counter.

"Lillian?" Her parents stood up and walked over to her but Lillian was plunged into what she was seeing. Looking around, what she saw was the operation room that had all those bodies in it but now there was only the kid on the table and he was still alive. There were many other people in the room as well. Cyrus's dad, one of the various female Stynes wearing a nurse outfit and Eldon Styne whose left arm was gone and wrapped in bandages. There was a very large amount of blood. They seemed to be talking about something but a very short amount of time passed before Eli and Cyrus walked into the room.

"My boy. It's a special day." Cyrus' father looked almost proud.

"It is?" Cyrus walked around the side of the operation table as someone else pulled back the curtain. When Lillian's best friend saw the boy on the table she could tell he was freaking out inside. At the same time, the jerk became very scared and started to panic.

"Eli told me about your little scuffle, and I thought to myself now this, this is a teachable moment. See, men like him, well trash like him, now they're only good for one thing. Spare parts. You're gonna carve him up." Lillian tried to say something, anything. She tried to scream at Cyrus to run away, but nothing came out. She couldn't open her mouth, she couldn't even move to stop him. At that moment she realized that it wasn't her that had cut this kid up, it had been Cyrus.

"I can't" For a moment Lillian felt hopeful that he wouldn't actually do it but then what came next dashed that hope into an eternal darkness.

"Sure you can. It's easy." Eldon piped up.

"No. It's not... I don't want to." Cyrus looked the scared kid in the eye and he felt his fear.

"What...be like us?" Eli leaned forward threateningly.

"That's not what I meant." He looked up at his father trying to make sure he understood that.

"Good, because that...it's your legacy. You will not turn your back on this family. Now, you've always been soft, Cyrus. Your the baby. It's natural. That ends now." His father placed his hand on Cyrus' shoulder before the girl came up behind him and pushed a while lab coat over his arms. Cyrus looked terrified and Lillian couldn't help but feel his terror. "See, either your going to do this, or I'm gonna butcher that boy and then I'm gonna put you up on the table and go to work. Understand." There was a pause in which Lillian could see Cyrus figuring out what he was going to do. There was no way for him to get out of this. He finally agreed. Cyrus' father grabbed a scalpel and placed it into his sons hand before he pushed the hand down toward the panicking boy. Lillian watched as her best friend tried to look away but his father made him continue to watch. Slowly the blade dug into the kids chest and he let out a heart wrenching scream. Lillian was rocketed toward the group and the sight of the blade cutting into his chest and the blood coming out made her feel sick. Glancing up at Cyrus she could tell that what he was doing was killing him.

"Lillian!" The copper haired girl snapped out of what she was seeing. She looked up to see her parents standing in front of her concerned, holding her up. Then everything that she had seen crashes down on her all at once and she can feel the blood rush out of her face. She felt the sudden urge to get to a bathroom so she quickly broke away from her parents and sprinted to the nearest bathroom before she got sick. That was the end of her night. For the rest of the evening she either spent it in the bathroom or in her room. The one constant was her parents, supporting her no matter where she was. Through out the rest of the night Lillian had various flashes. People being killed by Dean Winchester, Cyrus' dad Monroe preparing to operate on the very man that was going to kill all of them. Then him killing all of them in the same way that Lillian had seen in her dream. It was a night of torture. Nothing she could do would make the flashes stop. It was closer to midnight when the final image came. Cyrus, Eldon and another Styne were searching what Lillian knew as Dean Winchester's house. They had a pile of things that Eldon was pouring gasoline on. He lit a match but then a groan echoed through the room. The brothers turned to look at their relative who collapsed against the wall.

"Roscoe?" Eldon said, lowering the match. They both watched in as he fell to the ground with a knife sticking out of his back. Just seconds later Dean walked out from behind a wall, covered in blood. "Well there he is. I hope you brought marshmallows." Dean walked into the room and stood there menacingly. He glanced around at what was happening.

"Been lookin' for you" Dean said looking straight at the elder styne

"Oh yeah? Why's that? Oh wait, your not still sore about um...Whats her name?" Eldon was taunting him.

"Charlie." Dean said. Lillian could see pain in his eyes but all she could think about was that he was about to kill Cyrus in cold blood. "Her name was Charlie."

"Yeah well...Chuckie got what she deserved. Wanna know how I did her. It's kinda a fu-"

"Shut up." Dean looked very hurt and angry.

"Straight to it then. I respect that. See, you got lucky before. This time, I'm sporting some new upgrades." Eldon showed Dean his new tattooed arm. Lillian started to feel sick at the memory of what had happened earlier. "See my old man-"

"Your old man's dead." This man looked heartless and Lillian didn't know what to do. Eldon obviously didn't believe him. "Their all dead. So you can save me the speech on the three hearts, the two spleens, the seven nipples, for the ladies or the fellas, I don't judge. But even with all that, you still only have one brain." Cyrus looked upset. Like his heart had been ripped out even though he never liked what his family did.

"So-" A shot goes off and Eldon falls to the ground with a hole in his head. Cyrus started to freak out, scared that he is going to die too. Lillian doesn't want to watch this happen but nothing she does makes the image go away. Dean then aims at her best friend.

"No, no, no, no, no. Don't, don't." Cyrus had his hands up and his eyes were begging for mercy.

"Why not. You're one of them." This man was defiantly a cold blooded killer with no remorse or moral compass. That is what Lillian decided, forgetting about this Charlie person.

"No, no I'm not. Okay? I hate my family. See, look. No stitches." He lifts up his shirt to reveal his normal chest. "I'm not like them. I promise."

"Oh you are like them. There's bad in you. It's in your blood. Now, you can deny it and you can run from it all you want but that bad...will always win." As he talked Dean grew closer and closer. Lillian was screaming her lungs out telling Cyrus to run but he couldn't hear her.

"Do anything you want, okay? Please." He looked at the dead bodies of his family member. "You don't need to do this. Please." Lillian was crying, seeing her friend so scared and knowing in just seconds he was going to be gone forever.

"Yeah..." Dean pulled the gun away and the friends both hoped that this was his way of saying he wasn't going to kill Cyrus. "I do." The gun shot went off and Lillian saw Cyrus fall to the ground in slow motion. The wound in his head bleeding onto the floor. Lillian let out an anguished cry as she dropped to her knees. She hadn't wanted to believe it but now, everyone was dead and their murderer was standing there without caring.

"Dean!" A new voice sounded in her head and she turned looking. She recognized the voice and when the man came into view, she recognized him too. It was the man that had helped her on the street. He looked at Cyrus' killer like he was disappointed in him. "What have you done?"

Lillian's eyes snapped open and she found herself wrapped in her parents arm, panting for breath and covered in sweat, shaking. "Cyrus is dead... their all dead..." Sobs filled her frame as the world came crashing down.