Sienna
I walked up to Kayla and poked her.
"Did you hear about the old people dying?"
She looked at me for a second before she raise her eyebrows.
"Oh, you were serious. Old people tend to do that."
"Three people in the last three days. All of them had only just been admitted. Like a week ago. They were practically healthy."
Kayla furrowed her eyebrows before speaking.
"What do you think it is. It doesn't sound like a ghost."
"A demon maybe?"
"Great, our first demon." she replied sarcastically as we left art. "Where?" she asked as she pulled her bag higher on her back.
"Old peoples place near my house."
"Why do you think its a demon?" Kayla asked.
" It's opposite my window and I walk past it on my way to the doctors. It smells like sulphur." I replied. Kayla nodded along.
"That definitely sounds like a demon." she said. "Shame I'm on holiday now. Otherwise we could exorcise it."
"Yeah, and I'm camping soon. Lets try to keep in touch with it ,yeah? Then when we get back we'll attack the bastard and send it back to hell."
"Sounds like a plan. See you then." Kayla said as she started to the train station as I got in the car.
"I heard the word demon, tell me you're not hunting one." Mum said as she looked over at me. I nodded.
"I've got to."
"Fine, but if you are in danger of dying, I don't care how close you and Kayla are. You ditch her and run okay?" Mum continued. I smiled and shook my head.
"That's not going to happen."
"Fine, but if you get yourself hurt I'm going to laugh. I'll fix them, but I'm going to laugh." she continued as she started down the road. I rolled my eyes and lay back in the seat.
Camping was fun, as it normally was. But it was more stressful than normal, what with Summer being ten and Jack now thirteen. Oh and the demon back home. I packed up my bag slowly and put it in the car before going to say goodbye to Summer and Aaron.
When we got back Kayla was stood outside.
"I thought you said you'd be back by five. It's half six."
"Food, M25, and traffic. Give us a hand?" I asked as I carried the bag into the living room and dumped it onto the sofa. Kayla went over to the car and took something from the floor, walking back and passing me.
"Dump it on the sofa." I yelled after her before running across the road and grabbing Jack's bag. Once everything was in the right room Kayla and I started round to the old peoples house.
"Did you hear anything when you got back?" I asked her.
"A couple more people died. It's slow which means it probably doesn't have a host, not that its got the best selection of people. Old age pensioner, or, another old age pensioner. Hmm such a choice."
"I know right. Either way, it could use the nurses."
"Yeah, that's a point. Why isn't it?"
I had no idea why. I would have said as much as that, but someone screamed. I looked at Kayla and we ran to the home, knocking frantically at the door. A nurse let us in calmly, as though someone wasn't screaming in the building.
"May I help you?" she asked as she let us in.
"Uh, yes? I heard screaming."
She laughed.
"Oh, that was just Doll, she does that sometimes."
"I didn't know my nan screamed, sorry if she was being a handful." Kayla said, I turned to look at her at the lie.
"It's alright, we have dealt with worse. Might I ask why I haven't seen you here before?"
"I don't live that near, and I just came back from holiday." Kayla replied.
"Well I guess that explains it. Come on in, I'll show you to her, but she is being interviewed by some cops at the moment. She was the only one who saw the people die."
"People died?" I asked as she lead us down the corridor to the room that Kayla's 'nan' was in.
"Yes, well this is an old peoples home so its not really that shocking. But the way they died, it shocked her." she replied as she opened the door.
"Sorry officers, but these two would like to see Doll, they were on holiday and haven't seen her for a while, if that's alright with you?"
"Of course it is Lidia." the shorter one said with a wink. The taller rolled their eyes and smiled at us as the door closed. I looked at them closer, noticing the smart suits and long hair of the taller one.
"You're not police." I said. Kayla turned and looked at me whilst the men simply crossed their arms.
"What makes you say that?" the shorter one asked.
"Yeah, what makes you say that?" Kayla asked quietly.
"Your hair is too long and there is no way a cop could afford such a nice suit unless you are a desk cop. However the fact that you are working this case suggests that you aren't. Am I right?"
"Are you going to tell me how you knew that?" Kayla asked.
"I got bored one day." I replied.
"Sorry, who are you two?" The one with the spiked up hair asked as he uncrossed his arms.
"Who are all of you? You're not cops, and you're not my grand kids. What are you doing here?" Doll asked from her seat in the corner. Kayla laughed at this.
"Well I guess we just got blown by an old lady."
"And we just got blown by a kid." the shorter man said as he loosened his tie.
"I am nineteen, not a kid." I said pointedly.
The taller one raised an eyebrow, as though waiting for an answer before I realised hat we had been asked a question.
"I'm Kayla, this is my friend Sienna. You are?"
"Sam and Dean Winchester." Dean said as he gestured towards Sam who smiled.
"Can I ask why you're here?" Doll asked as a black cloud came from the vent. I pointed at it as it went into her.
"That mainly."
Sam and Dean looked at it and stood in front of us, pushing us behind them. I growled and rolled my eyes before emptying the salt sachet into my hand and crawling under their legs as the demon went inside Doll. I got up and Sam looked at me then behind himself to find Kayla behind him instead of me. The demon gestured with Doll's hand and sent Sam and Dean to the wall, then tried to get me. I didn't budge, instead I laughed.
"Witch. You can't move me, not whilst I can control her mind." I said as I stepped closer and forced her mouth open with my hands. I shoved the handful of salt into her mouth and forced it closed. I ducked down as the demon came out through my hands.
Sam and Dean fell to the floor as the demon left the room, unable to inhabit anyone left in the room.
"You're a witch?"
"No shit." I replied with a roll of my eyes. " And now the demon has gone of to possess someone else."
"Like the old man that is staring at us. Oh yay, now he's coming towards us." Kayla said.
"Yep. Hey, you guys dealt with demons before?"
"Literally all the time."
Kayla and I shared a look before she spoke.
"Fancy teaming up then?" she asked. The two brothers shared a look.
"Look, I have nothing against witches, but I'm not sure I can work with one."
"I don't think the demon is going to give us a choice." Kayla said as Doll started to wake up. I turned to look at her and quickly calmed her down, explaining what had gone on as the man walked into the room.
"You got anymore of that salt?" Sam asked as Kayla took out a packet and ripped off the top.
"Of course I do." she said .
"Good because we need to form a plan before we can get rid of the thing."
"Well I suggest that we get it out of him before it wears out the old man." Kayla said as she poured some into her hand. She glanced a Dean, hoping he would get the hint. He did. He grabbed the old man from behind and Kayla jumped forwards and shoved the salt into his mouth. The man screamed and they let go as the nurse rounded the corner. She looked between us, the man, and Doll before deciding to kick us out.
"I am going to have to ask you to leave, your presence is disturbing the people here." she said kindly, though the look she sent them was anything but. "You too girls, sorry to have to cut your visit short."
I shrugged.
"That's alright, we couldn't stay long anyway." I said as I started to leave, grabbing Kayla's wrist and leading her out. Sam and Dean followed after us quickly.
"What the hell you two. Are you hunters?"
"I thought that was obvious." I replied as I looked over at them.
"Well you're like 19, and you're what, 16? You can't even own a gun."
"You can't own a gun in England anyway." Kayla replied. "Besides, I'm 17, nearly 18."
Dean raised an eyebrow.
"You sure, you look younger."
"I know my own age." Kayla replied before I turned and started to talk at them.
"So, you're from America, you're not cops, and you know of witches enough to hate them. Also you know how to deal with demons, so you're also hunters."
"Are you secretly Sherlock Sienna?" she asked.
"Totally." I replied.
"Yes we're hunters. How the hell did you get in the biz?" Dean asked.
"Ghost at college. Gods, I need a drink, coming?" I said as I started back home.
"Sure, if alcohol's involved."
I stopped.
"How am I going to explain two grown men coming home with me?" I asked them, turning around.
"Say they're cops from the home, also investigating." Kayla suggested.
"Or you could just tell no one, you're nineteen."
"I still live with my family, you know, cause I have one."
Sam and Dean frowned for a second before realising that I had no clue that I had insulted them. Kayla laughed and caught up with me as I walked down the hill. Sam and Dean got into a car, a black 67 Chevy Impala. The engine rev made me jump. I turned back and looked at them as they drove up to me.
"We could give you a lift." Dean offered from the car.
"I literally live a road away, it's not even a two minute walk." I replied as Kayla fidgeted with the necklace around her neck. I glanced at her before speaking.
"You alright?" I asked as the Impala followed us slowly.
"I'm fine, just thinking, how are we going to beat it?"
"One of us will have to get possessed, lure it into a trap, work from there." I said, realising that that was the best plan with the least casualties. A honk sounded from behind the Impala and a McLaren went past. I pointed just before we turned and Dean pressed the indicator.
When I knocked on the door mum answered.
"How'd it go?" she asked before spotting the men behind me and Kayla.
"It went alright. We'll have to go back later. Mum, this is Sam and Dean. Sam, Dean, Mum. Or Debbie, or whatever." I said as I walked in and pushed open the kitchen door.
"Where's dad?"
"Gone to bed."
"Should have guessed. What do you guys want to drink?" I asked, leaning out of the door and seeing Sam and Dean stood awkwardly in the living room.
"What have you got?" Dean asked. I looked back into to the room and listed what I saw.
"Mead, Whisky, Beer, Cider, Vodka, Wine. Why do we have wine?" I asked mum as she came into the room.
"Why not?"
"Fair." I replied as I poured Kayla a glass of coke. I picked it up and left the room.
"So, what do you want?" I asked.
"Beer please." Sam said.
"What whisky is it?" Dean asked.
"Bunnahabhain." I said. Dean raised his eyebrows and replied.
"I'll have some of that then."
I went back to the kitchen and poured him some and grabbed a can of beer for Sam.
"Thank you." Sam said as he took the can and opened it. Dean simply smiled as I handed him the glass.
When I told them my idea they looked at me like I was an idiot.
"Would you rather an innocent did it, someone that knows nothing of the supernatural? Cause if you would then your morals are totally screwed."
"No, but why should it be one of you two. Why cant it be me or Sammy?" Dean asked. Sam looked at him as one would when your brother had just offered to put you up for possession.
"Rock paper scissors for it." Dean said raising his hand. Sam sighed and did the same. Rock paper scissors ensued. Sam lost.
"Sam's bait then." Kayla said as she put her second drink down. Then Dean pulled a face and we all looked at him.
"What?" I asked.
"Sam can't be bait, neither can I. Anti possession tattoos." he said as he pulled his shirt down, revealing the tattoo.
"Me and you then." Kayla said as she raised her hand. As was the norm, I lost. "Looks like I'm bait then." I said as I took off my necklace and handed it to her. "Lets go."
The old peoples home was dark. And really eerie. Dean pulled out a small kit form his pocket and picked the lock. He then gestured for us to go in.
"The camera room is at the other end of the building. We'll be watching you." Sam said as I started down the hallway, going the other way from them.
"The trap is in the main room. Try and get there." Dean said as I nodded. They walked away, Kayla glancing over her shoulder before continuing with them. I started to shout.
"Come out come out demon. You can use me now." I yelled as I walked around the building. I saw it out of the corner of my eye. It came towards me slowly, cautiously, before it dived down my throat. My knees baulked and I fell to the floor. I fought as hard as I could, trying desperately to gain control. The demon hissed inside me and pulled off the iron bracelet. Idiot.
My magic stabilised me and I yelled. The demon fought against me as it heard the footsteps. Kayla ran and stopped short. My eyes must have been black. The demon took control as Sam and Dean appeared.
"Winchesters." that was not my voice, but it was. Gods this is weird.
"Who are you?" Dean asked.
"Someone who knows you, but you have never met."
"Cryptic much." Kayla said. The demon turned and threw out their/ my hand. I felt a power surge through me and I forced mine to meet it, knowing that Kayla would end up against the wall otherwise. The demon looked at my hand and waved it again before laughing. Did my laugh really sound like that?
"She's a witch? Well that would have been nice to know, bitch." she said before punching herself/me. I winced mentally, I couldn't really wince otherwise at the moment. I made my body stagger backwards with the blow, onto the carpet.
Dean smiled as I/ she stepped forwards and was met with the walls of the trap. She hissed as Kayla started to chant the exorcism. Sam joined in and the demon me lifted my arms in an attempt to push them aside.
"Let me guess, a devil's trap to keep me and my powers in here? Well then." she grabbed the iron knife from my pocket, shit, and raised her hand to my wrist.
"Stop or I slit it." she said making Kayla stop. I pushed my magic into my hand and she wavered. Dean saw this and looked me in the eye, a slight nod moving his head. I used all of my magic and threw the knife as far as I could. It fell to the floor and Dean jumped to grab it before she could.
"Facias libertatae servire." Sam continued. I fell to the floor, no weapons or tricks left.
"Te rogamus. Audi nos." Kayla joined in. The demon left in a black cloud and I fell to the floor, resting my head on the carpet as I retched.
"Can I just stay here?" I asked as Kayla walked over and handed me my necklace. I grabbed it but I was to tired to put it on.
"We gotta go unfortunately." Dean said as he helped me up. I groaned and lifted up my shirt, looking at the area she had punched me. A bruise was already forming. Sam opened the door and lead us back to my house. I was already asleep when Kayla prodded me awake.
"What?"
"It's midnight, will anyone be awake?"
"Probably not." I lazily reached for my keys and Kayla realised what I was going for, getting them out of my pocket and opening the door. Dean walked in carrying me ( when had that happened?) and put me on the sofa. My mum was there looking worried.
"It's alright Debbie, Sienna's fine. Just exhausted." Sam said.
"Thank gods."
When I woke up mum poured us all drinks, which we happily drunk. Kayla looked at me sternly over her drink.
"Promise me you'll never do that again." she said. I nodded and sipped my drink.
"If it would make you feel better, we can get tattooed to have it permanently on us." I suggested. Kayla nodded and Dean raised his glass.
"To a job done. And to a witch that wasn't so bad." he added. I rolled my eyes and raised my glass.