CHAPTER 3
A/N: Since I haven't posted a new chapter in absolutely ages, I will post three now :)
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"Okay, so there are: demons – upper and lower level, witches, warlocks, whitelighters, darklighters, Elders, spirits…" Leigh began, totally overwhelmed by all the sorts of magical creatures.
"Valkyries." Leo added.
"Fairies." Paige chimed in.
"Wendigos." Piper said with a slight scowl.
"Cupids." Phoebe shrugged.
"Okay…I-I-I need to sit down." Leigh said pressing a palm to her forehead.
"Sweetie, you are sitting down." Phoebe said.
"Oh…good." Leigh said. "And there's a book of shadows that contains info on all of these demons. Evil can't touch it, and sometimes your dead relatives add things to the book or show you a page. Anything else?"
"I think that's it." Paige said.
"I can start to teach you some basic vanquishing potions when you're ready, you know, if you want to." Piper offered.
"Uh, sure, I just need to rest, I think." Leigh replied.
"You can use my room." Phoebe said.
"Actually I should probably get home." She finished and stood up to leave.
"At least let me orb you." Leo said and Leigh cautiously nodded.
Sam and Dean checked into the nearest motel. They dropped their bags down onto the floor beside the beds and sat down, both worn-out from the sixteen hour long drive.
"So we should do some research on the crime scene." Sam suggested.
"Are you joking?" Dean said with a slightly annoyed look on his face.
"No, why? Do you have any other ideas?"
"Yeah, actually, I do. We sleep and we look into it tomorrow."
"I'm not tired."
"Then you can do some research, the websites will still be there tomorrow."
Sam shrugged and let Dean fall into a deep sleep within seconds. While Dean slept, Sam on his bed, restless. He left Dean a note so he didn't worry if he woke up and Sam wasn't there, before he quietly slipped out of the room.
Leigh paced her bedroom floor, processing the evening's events. She listened to the tick of her analogue clock. Usually it calmed her, but tonight t just seemed to agitate her. The slow ticking seemed to be taunting her and growing louder and louder.
"Shut up!" Leigh yelled at the clock throwing her hands in the air. The clock stopped and dropped off of the wall, smashing at her feet. Leigh's hands flew to her mouth in shock.
I have to get out of here before I destroy everything I own she thought and hastily grabbed her jacket. She left the apartment and accidentally telekinetically slammed the apartment door behind her.
"Shit." She muttered, wincing at the force the door closed with and hoping she didn't break it. She didn't stop to check however, she just shrugged her jacket over her shoulders quickly and headed out, for the second time that night, into the chilly San Fran' streets.
She walked with her arms crossed, hoping to avoid throwing anything into any walls or breaking anything. Her heart was beating quickly. She wasn't going to deny it, she was scared.
Demon, telekinesis, witches and angels were a lot to absorb in a few hours. She was grateful for Leo though, but she still didn't trust him. Really, all he had done was introduce her to three witches and then inform her on all sorts of demons. That doesn't exactly scream 'trustworthy'.
She was so wrapped up in her thoughts; she didn't notice the tall, broad-shouldered man that walked past.
Sam was mesmerised by the girl. He couldn't explain it but he wanted to know her. it took him a moment before he saw the scared expression on her face and decided to follow her in case she was in danger. He watched the girl walk with her arms crossed. He followed her around into an empty street.
Leigh spotted a soda can sitting on a bench. She thought for a moment. Should she try it? What if nothing happened? What if something went wrong or someone saw her? Would she be sent to an institute? Would she be arrested and deemed 'crazy'. There were too many 'what if's, they were beginning to hurt her head.
Couldn't hurt… she thought, slowly, cautiously, raising her right arm to the can. She took a deep breath and raised her arm slowly higher. To her pleasure, the can matched her arm movements, rising slowly. Leigh laughed happily as she placed the can back onto the bench. She heard someone's breathing from behind her. Her panic level began to rise again. The 'what if's flooded back into her head.
She spun around with her hands still outstretched, not really thinking of what might happen. She saw a big man with longish brown hair go flying into a wall. She tucked her arms back away and was about to apologise and run before he regained her footing and charged at her.
Okay, demon Sam thought pulling out his knife. He tackled the small girl to the ground before plunging the silver blade into her stomach.
There was no orange light or electric noise; only blood and a near-lifeless girl in his arms.
Leigh looked up at the boy's shocked face and it was the last thing she saw before her vision blurred and her surroundings faded to black.