20Congratulations! If your reading this, your my best friend in the world because you want to read my story. Yayyyy! Keep in mind this is my first fan fiction. So i thought the other day that, some writers have options for their audience about what happens in the story. So i thought that maybe I would make the start of this story, and depending on what people vote (reviews and private messages) you guys would be able to controll what you want in the story. (keep in mind there will be 3 options at the end of a chapter) Okay so i was day dreaming the other day and had this awesome idea. Most of it is based on supernatural but a few details are from true blood (no characters though, just some powers) You'll know which bit! i hope you enjoy. :)
Disclaimer: I dont own supernatural, or its characters or true blood. If I did why would I write fanfiction?
'WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!' my mother screeched at me. My entry through the bathroom window, into my house was less than graceful. I had unlocked the window (rather loudly) yanked open the window. Threw my left leg inside, tripped on the tissue box that been resting on an end table. Face planted into the ground after partially hitting my head on the side of the bath, and sprawled my body out on the floor. I was seeing stars when my mother had rushed in to my aid. Well, more like to finish the job. She burst through the door, her face red with rage, nose flared. My sense of sight and taste had gone. I was gasping for air, like a fish out of water. My mother stormed over to me, grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet.
'MUM, PLEASE STOP!' She dragged me through the bathroom, through the kitchen and on the sofa in the lounge room.
'WHAT THE HELL! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN! I HAVE BEEN WORRIED SICK!' she yelled as she disappeared into the kitchen. My head was hurting like hell, and I wasn't sure how I had got here. Blood trickled out of the wound on my head. I didn't remember much of last night, or the night before, for that matter I didn't remember anything. Just that the woman who was yelling at me was my mother, this was my house and that I had a massive headache. I stretched my body out on the red sofa, and pushed the pillow to my face. It was warm and soft. I snuggled into it tighter and let the darkness consume me as I fell asleep.
I woke up several hours later, in a hospital bed. The buzz and noise of the hospital filled my head.
Patients were retching, nurses yelling for doctors and people flat lining. My vision was still blurred, I had a massive headache, and still no idea of who I was.
'Excuse me miss?' I heard a man say. I turned to look at him. He was a tall man, with shaggy brown hair, and a muscular figure. He was dressed in a sharp suit and wore a comforting smile on his face. It almost looked like a blue aura surrounded him. A sense of peace rushed through me. What ever it was, it made me feel at ease. A smile appeared on my face.
'Yes?' I rolled the word off my tongue, it hurt to move, to breathe, to talk, I've never been in so much pain in my life.
'Do you mind if i talk to you for a minute?' He said as he pulled out an FBI badge and flashed it in my direction.
'No, that's fine' fuck did talking hurt. I shifted around in my bed trying to get comfortable, but sharp pains stabbed me in every way I turned. The wan walked over next to the bed and sat down on the chair next to me.
'Damnit!' i heard him say. 'Where the hell is Dean! He must have gone home with that brunette last night. Geeze sometimes I wish he would just focus on the job! Ugh now what am I going to ask this poor girl. Usual drill, sulfur, black smoke. Okay time to get the show on the road' The words buzzed around in my head, they were hard to listen to, and extremely high pitched. What was happening?
'Who's Dean?' I asked, as i turned my head to face him, he was staring down at a note pad.
'I beg your pardon?' He looked puzzled, as if he had no idea what I was talking about. He was the one who was bitching about this Dean guy. The blue that surrounded him turned to a reddish-brown. What the hell was wrong with my eyes?
'Before, you were complaining about someone called Dean. Him not focusing on the job or something like that?' His eyes grew wider, and he had a shocked expression on his face. What, was i supposed to be deaf or something?
'Um, i didn't say anything. I don't know what you're talking about.'
'Okay so either the kids a mind reader, or I must be so angry with Dean it shows on my face. I have a feeling this kid is all BUT normal' The high pitched voice said. How did he do that without moving his lips? What is this guy a ventriloquist or something? And why the hell would he say I was a freak out loud, i mean I'm right here!
'What are you a ventriloquist or something? Are you wrong in the head, no one can read minds? Also I am perfectly normal! So dont talk like that when I'm right here!' I shouted.
He was now in complete and utter shock. In all fairness so was I. I didn't realise I could yell so loud, and I probably shouldn't have. Damn that hurts. I coughed and sputtered into my blankets. Not the most lady-like thing to do but, it felt like I was coughing up razor blades out of my throat.
The man looked at me one more time, and put on an awkward smile. What the fuck was his problem? Psycho!
'I see you got the party started with out me Sammy.' A rough voice said from the door way. He was shorter than the other man, but not by much. Was wearing the same rented suit. He had vibrant green eyes, and beautiful brown hair. He wore the smuggest smile, as if mocking the other man. Wait.. when i squinted my eyes i could have swore i saw a bluey-green colour surrounding the man. He was gorgeous! The other man (Sammy?) gave him a look of disapproval. Which i saw just out of the corner of my eye, whilst I was gawking at this incredible creature. A girlish laugh escaped my mouth as i grinned like a Cheshire cat. smooth move. His smug grin grew in size.
'Well hello there hotie,the things I'd d-'
'Dean I have to talk to you now, outside.' Sammy said. What was happening? Sam went around the bed, and exited the room. Dean on the other hand watched him leave, looked at me right into my eyes and said: 'Be right back cutie.' He said with a wink, then left the room.
I melted like butter in my bed, for some reason all of my pain had disappeared, and I was able to breathe and move without fainting of pain. Fainting.. my mum! Where was she?Why hadn't she been here when i woke up. A man wearing blue scrubs walked into my room and went to the head of the bed.
'Excuse me, sir. But do you know where my mum is? Or who I am?' I asked the darked haired man. he slowly raised his head to look me in the eyes. An evil grinned appeared on his face.
'Sweety, you're never going to talk to your mum again' He said walking over to the cream door and shutting it.
'Matter of fact, you wont be talking to anyone again. EVER.' The man glance at me one more time. His eyes had turned black, jet black. WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING! He reached into his blue pants and pulled out an odd knife. Its blade was silver, and had odd markings on it. The handle was, what looked like ivory.
'HELP!' I screamed.
Like my cliff hanger? (atleast I call it that) thanks for reading! So we have 3 options
A) Dean and Sam hear her scream and come kill the demon, and take her away.
B) She fights off the demon and runs out of the hospital to find her mum.
and C) A nurse comes in the demon get distracted, dean and sam see and rescue her and take her to find her mum. I will update as soon as 4 people vote! and thanks again for reading, hope you like it! Oh and I'm open to suggestions about what happens. :)