Part 3 which returns to Chris's POV

THEN

There was a knock at the door. Growing up I was told to ignore it and to avoid the windows. Social services would be on Dad's ass if they found out if I was left home alone. Hell, maybe I was better off in foster care. I'd get attention at least. Throwing caution to the wind I answered the door, which would prove to be a very foolish thing to do.

NOW

Standing in the doorway was a woman. She looked to be around twenty seven years old and of Japanese ethnicity. Raven hair tumbled across her shoulders and curled at the edges, her slender figure emphasised by her tight jeans and leather biker jacket. Was she a hunter? I wondered as I inspected her with furrowed eyebrows. Or was she due to join the list of one night stands my dear older brother participated in?

"Hi there" she said, her voice going all sugary and syrupy on seeing me peeking round the door.

"Can I help you?," I asked, my fingers curling around wood. "If your looking for my Dad…or my brother, they ain't in at the moment."

The young woman just grinned, exposing her pearl like teeth. Three more figures appeared behind her at that moment. One was a man in his mid thirties, with dark skin and a buzz cut hairstyle. The other one was another woman, aged forty three possibly with curly brown hair and a purple linen shirt.

"No," the Asian girl said. "We not looking for your Daddy or your brother."

Glancing down at my feet I was disturbed by the sight I confronted on doing so. The salt line was broken. Snapping my head up again I recoiled in horror as the Asian girl's eyes transformed into a dark demonic black. The others had black eyes too which sent me panicking even further. As I started backing away slowly, the demons glided forward, their evil orbs focused on me.

"It's you we want sweetheart," cooed the Asian girl as my back collided with the bathroom door. "We've been wanting you for a very long time."

My head was spinning. What was I going to do? I was cornered by three demons and I was unarmed which didn't help matters at all. Unwise as it seemed at the time, the best thing I could do was just to run like hell. Speed was one of my best gifts and my sudden movement took the demons by surprise. A quick dart to the right and I dive under the kitchenette table saw me avoid the male demon. A unfortunate misreading of judgement caused him to successfully grab me by the scruff of my hooded sweater. What the demon didn't count on was for the heel of my high top to crunch onto the bone of his foot, an effective escape method I still use to this day. In reaction to the pain, the demon swung for me, knocking my baseball cap off in the process. My escape was more important at this time and I proceeded to bolt out of the door. The two females missed their chance to catch me and I shot out of the room like a bullet out of a gun. I knew I could never out run them, but it was worth a try. My high tops smacked the ground as I ran for my life and I could hear the shriek of a car starting behind me. Propelling myself forward with my arms and legs, I raced across the near silent street and skidded into a spooky alley way. Halting for a moment to catch my breathe I scanned about. No sign of the demons. There were still lurking about which was a certain fact. Creeping further and further into the dark alley, meowing of street cats and the haggard cough of a drunken homeless guy, sent chills down my spinal cord. The alley way soon came to a dead end. Another sound delivered fresh shiver down my spine. Devilish cackles echoed within the shadows that enclosed around me. Pivoting on the balls of my feet, I saw nothing. At that moment a hand, clutching a white cloth, clamped around my mouth, muffling my petrified screams.

The male demon had me in a firm vice like grip, I wriggled as he yanked an arm behind my back. The Asian girl stalked up to me and crouched down to my level. She cocked her head and placed a cool hand on my face. My vision was going cloudy which made me more frightened as I struggled under the demon's hold.

"Shhh shhh," hushed the Asian demon, her fingers snaking across my freckled skin. "Don't be scared. We won't hurt you. Well not yet anyway."

The demons roared with laughter. Laughter that followed me as I slipped into blackness. Before I fell into unconsciousness I found myself shrieking:

"DADDY!"

Part 4 will return to Dean's POV.

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