With that, I was roughly pulled up and escorted through the woods and towards the road. I was pushed into the backseat of the jeep and was sandwiched between the mystery torturer and a guard. As the engine roared into life, I tried to focus on the good things. At least I wasn't bound, that would have been downgrading. Sam and Dean were safe so that was another plus. The scenery looked great so I tried to focus on that as it didn't require much thought. I stared through the two front seats, past the driver and looked through the windscreen.

The trees blended together in a blur of browns and reds. I could almost smell the autumn breeze and feel it upon my cheek. I could smell the wind upon my hair. I wanted to be there and not confined in this car, sandwiched between two strangers. I tensed my body, trying to avoid the touch of their skin. I closed my eyes and tried to picture myself there.

A touch upon my shoulder caused me to open my eyes. I looked at him and into his eyes. There was a dead calm about them, like the calm before a storm. I knew whatever he was going to say next to me wasn't going to be something I wanted to hear.

"You look confused, young one."

It felt strange to hear him talk like that and it caused me to shiver out of fear.

"Don't you want to know who your parents are?"

He spoke as though it was something he had mentioned before. His question shocked me. I hadn't thought of my heritage in a long while. It was something I accepted as unknown to me. I lived with not knowing for years and could continue that way easily.

"I already know enough of who they are. I only had a mother and that is all", I replied.

"But don't you want to know of your father? Don't you want to know of your past?"

I was tempted by his words but I knew no good could come from knowing the answers. Nothing will change from me not knowing but lots could from knowing. In my head I felt ignorance is bliss in this situation but my heart wanted to know more.

"The past in the past and should remain that way. It is better forgotten. I live in the present as in why am I here now?" I asked.

"Your eyes speak differently from your carefully spoken words"

Was I really that much of an open book?

"I will tell you even if you don't want to hear. It is ironic considering your current situation. You will be your father's daughter."

His words drew me in. I needed to know more but in this case I knew the knowledge would be poison. I opened my mouth to protest further but he shushed me and continued on and like the siren's song I couldn't help but listen causing my own destruction.

"You were a result of an experiment. We needed power and we wondered if a child of both sides would be more powerful. No one of the side of light would agree of course so we had to take prisoners. Your mother was one of them. She was so easy to capture, so weak. She broke quickly you know. She gave in. I personally saw to her. She was mine. I used her and got her with child. I broke her spirit and enjoyed doing it and I will break yours. I enjoyed getting her back for escaping and leaving. She received her punishment. You are of my flesh and blood and you will do me proud."

I was revolted at his words. I was nothing like him.

"You are not my father and I will never be like you"

"Oh but you are. Another mixed but powerful child is on its way and will be born to you. She will be more of Demon blood then of the light. Your child will be raised among us and you will join us as you have no other choice."

I would have a child but that was not possible. I mean, how could I be pregnant? I haven't been with anyone let alone a Demon. What in hell was going on? I had to get out of the car before he could say anymore I used the palm of my hand to break his nose and flicked my wrists freezing them both. I quickly unlocked the car doors and rolled out of the moving car and off the road. I rolled down a slope and into a lot of trees. In the distance, I could hear the car brake and the sounds of men shouting. I couldn't orb out so I opted for hiding within the forest.

Suddenly I couldn't hear them anymore and that worried me more than anything.

"Behind you!" the voice shouted.

Before I could turn around, I was shoved to the floor on my knees.

"Stubborn, just like your mother. You will break as she did, they always do", he said as the clicking sound of his gun echoed throughout the woods. The sounds deafened my ears as he shot my shoulder. I felt the sting of the salt and thought he shot me with rock salt. The last thing I thought as the world went black again was how ironic?

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