I watched as my dad was sorting some of his weapons.
" Dad, I know that we have to find this thing, but what is it?" I asked as he stopped.
" The night that your mother was killed was like any other, but I heard her scream and I ran upstairs to see her body on the ceiling. She was on fire, Zack and you were crying, but as I got you I saw these horrible glowing blue eyes. I got out of the house and watched as the fire department tried to contain the fire." Dad told me, I nodded. I then got a text.
Hey, we got a lead, I'll text you later. DW. It said as I smiled, I put my phone away and got the celtic blade my dad gave me out.
" Dad?" I asked as he looked at me.
" Lets find this thing." He said as I nodded, we got into the car, it was becoming late and we got to this area, nearly abandoned.
" You got the blade?" Dad asked of me, I nodded and lifted it.
" Good, now all we have to do is.." Dad started but some truck hit the side of the car,I flew out of the windshield, I felt the blade go into my leg. Everything was blurred, but I passed out.I soon awoke to nothing around me,I see the blade in my leg, I gritted my teeth and pulled it out. My blood coating the surface, but then drying face as if making a cover.
" What the hell?" I asked, but got up when I was healed. I checked my body, glass began to push its way out of my healing skin, but Ihad some rather large shards in my arm.
" Damn it, I hate this." I groaned. I walked to the car, my dad was gone.
" Dad?" I called out, his scent was stale, but I smelt sulfur.
" Demons." I growled, I then proceeded to walk to the motel Sam, Dean and John were staying at. As I got close to it, I kept looking at the blade, why does this thing have to be so damn important?I asked myself, but I soon smelt Sam and Dean.
" This hurts so much." I groaned, but I got to the door and knock, who answered, but none other than Dean.
" Baby?" I asked as I came in, my arm still had glass in it. He sees this and puts me on the bed.
" Sam get some tweezers." Dean ordered him. Sam helped me sit down and began plucking out the glass shards. I watched as Dean paces while holding the phone to his ear, listening to it ring out.
" Come on Dad, answer your phone damn it."Dean growled, I watched as Sam was getting the shards out of my arm.
" Somethings wrong." Dean groaned before he hung up.
" You hear me? Somethings wrong." Dean told Sam, who was focusing on my arm and shoulder glass.
" If you had just let me go in there, I could have ended all this." Sam groaned, I snapped my jaws as a small shard came out.
" Sam, the only thing you would have ended was your life." Dean groaned as his young brother.
" You don't know that." Sam said as I winced.
" So what, you're just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?" Dean said as he walked to the bed.
" Yeah. Yeah you're damn right I am. " Sam groaned at this.
" Well that's not going to happen, not as long as I'm around." Dean clarified to his brother.
" What the hell are you talking about Dean, we've been searching for this demon our whole lives. It's the only thing we've ever cared about." Sam yelled at Dean, who looked to feel all his rage.
" Sam I wanna waste it. I do. Okay? But it's not worth dying over." Dean corrected Sam, who looked at him.
" I mean it. If hunting this demon means getting yourself killed then I hope we never find the damn thing." Dean said in a bad way.
" That thing killed Jess. That thing killed Mom." Sam growled more, I could smell his anger and rage.
" You said yourself once, that no matter what we do, they're gone, and they're never coming back." Dean told him, Sam then proceeded to lose it, getting up, grabbing Dean. and shoves him hard against the wall. I got up ignoring the pain and pulled them apart.
" Don't you say that, not you! Not after all this don't you say that." Sam started, I felt each shard coming out of my arm as I shook in anger.
" Sam look. The four of us...that's all we have...and it's all I have. Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together man...and without you or Dad...or Jace." Dean started, but Sam growled.
" Dad." Sam said upset. I growled as a large shard came out of my shoulder.
" He should have called by now. Try him again." Sam said with tears in his eyes.
" You boys really screwed up this time." Meg said as I felt like shifting.
" Where is he."Dean growled at the phone, I then took it from him.
" You're never going to see your fathers again." Meg told us. I growled.
" What do you mean fathers?" I asked her, I heard her chuckle.
" Don't you realize Jace? We have Blake." Meg said as she hung up and I was shaking.
" That bitch is dead, you hear me, dead." I growled as I made my eyes glow. I felt a hand go on my shoulder, I see it was Dean, I sighed.
" Well get them back." Dean told me. I felt useless, why did the demons take my dad? and why now?
" I promise." Dean whispered before he proceeded to hold me from behind. I wanted to phase, but I needed the fire inside me to keep burning, this angers gonna be for the demon.