Running Away With The Winchester's

By SarahWinchester96

Adventure

Chapter 1

"Adalynn!" My mother screamed as she reached out her arm towards me.

Tears streamed down my cheeks as I desperately tried to reach her, but an invisible force was pinning me against the stone wall, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't break free. "Mom!"

Within seconds, the thing with deep, ink black eyes appeared in front of her and produced a sharp blade with a thick wooden handle. Laughing, he turned to me with a evil smile before slashing the knife across my mother's neck causing an immediate flow of blood to come running down her neck.

"No!" I screamed piercingly. "Mom!" I fought my hold, desperationally."

Mom gurgled as she struggled to breath, within seconds, her eyes rolled back and she slumped forwards limply, still held against the wall by the thing's invisible force.

"Adalynn!" I heard her scream once again, before I bolted upright awakening from my nightmare. My brain kept retelling the events of my mother's death over and over. It's as if my brain wants me to be miserable. Wiping the sweat of my forehead with the back of my hand, I pushed back the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed and breathed deeply in an attempt to calm myself down. A tear trickled down my cheek as one turned into two, three, four...

Over the past few weeks, I had received enough condolences gifts of banana bread, pot roast and lasagna to end world hunger. Sitting at the old wooden table of the kitchen, I had made myself a slice of toast and it was sitting on one of my Mom's favourite plates with a small amount of butter lightly spread over it. I looked at it for a few minutes, and in that time, it didn't look remotely tempting. So, I took the plate and opened the bin before dropping the slice of toast into it and putting the dish into the sink. I couldn't be bothered to wash it. Walking through into the living room, I noticed the stack of cards and letters from my friends and other general people in the neighbourhood scattered on the side table. A thick, red elastic band had been wrapped around the stack to stop them from getting lost due to the sheer number. Most of them simply said 'Sappho' on the envelope, while some had the entire address. Sappho was my nickname. I've had it since I was in first school because the kids in my year could never spell my full name, so instead, my surname of 'Sap' was extended and thus the origin of my nickname. My family tree has a heritage of the girls within the bloodline being given ridiculously long names. Mine is Adalynn Elizabeth Sap, although I have always thought of Elizabeth as my middle name making the name flow better when written, while also saving me the trouble of writing the entire two names on forms. Sitting down on the couch, I picked up the remote before switching on the TV. The news came on.

"In other news, the police now believe that local mother Eva Sap, was killed by a wolf. The case is still ongoing due to the lack of leads the police are working from. According to Officer Ford, there are no eye witness accounts regarding the accident and no weapons of DNA were found on the scene."

I flicked off the TV before throwing the remote at the wall causing the back to come flying off on impact and the batteries to fall to the floor with a clatter. What killed my mother was no wolf! It was a man, with eyes that could look deep into your soul with one glance, and a knife so sharp, it could pierce through the veil between life and death. Whatever that thing was, why would it target my Mom? It didn't make sense.

The house was shrouded in silence, like always now that I was the only one living here. My Dad ran out on me and my Mom when I was two, I haven't seen him since, and my Mom's sister lives over five hours away. The police don't know that I'm living here by myself, and I intend to keep it that way. They'd take me away to a children's home. Hell, they'd probably make me seek physiological help. I don't need that either. I'm not crazy, I know what I saw.

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