Chapter One: My Nightmare

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  Chapter One

Lita's POV

 It was one hot afternoon in Chicago. My siblings and I where upstairs playing super smash brothers brawl in my brother's room, my parents where in the living room watching the TV.

"DAMN IT!" I said yelling at my brother.

"GRRRR!!" yelled my little brother.

"HA!" I end up screaming in victory.

"Fuck!" My brother swore.

"HA! I WIN!" I yelled at him.

Then I heard the screams, Screams of terror that I will never forget.

"Stay here, I'll go down and see what's going on," I told my brother and sister, who just sat there in shock. I ran down the stairs, before I got my foot of the last step I stopped, I saw a tall man wearing all dark clothing, I couldn't take my eyes of him, as if I were in a daze at least until I heard my dad scream.

"Leave her alone!!" I froze completely looking at this man, as he came towards me. Next thing I knew the man was wielding an ax, and started to swing it... I froze in fear, on the last step of the stare case, and the next thing I knew my father had used himself as a human shield, to protect me from the man, with the ax. My father's blood dripping down my body and to the floor, I couldn't believe it. My father protect me, he took the blow. He took it for me.

"Why? No!" I scream, I couldn't believe he was dead I stood there shaking with him in my arms. I let my father dead body fall to the floor, and he fell with a quiet thump. I fell on my knees; crying. The strange man laughed, laughed and laughed.

     "Time for you to go sweetie," he said cackled and proceeded to laugh some more. He laughed out I didn't look up. I just looked at my father who was dead, lifeless in the floor. Then I saw another trail of blood, fallowing it with my eyes I found my mother's dead body not far from the kitchen. He graved his ax and started to wind up his ax for a swing.

Who is going to be there for me?! I screamed inside my head, closed my eyes and waited to die. BANG, BOOM, I heard a gun shoot.

 "Get the kids from the stairs and I'll get the girl" yelled men. He handed a roughed strong voice. I felt a tug on my arm.  

He yelled "Get up!" I didn't bother to look up or stand up. The other guy walk quickly grabs my brother and sister, carrying them out the house running. BANG!! Something hit the guy. He yelled in pain and drop down behind me. It was HIM. BANG!! Something hit him looking I saw him crashing in to the wall. 

"DEAN!" Shouted the man with the deep voice: 

"NO!"I cried out. I got up and ran, ran away from what I feared seeing, someone else die for me again. I didn't want that to happen again. 

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                                                                                  SAM'S POV

Sam graved the shoot gun and hit the guy behind the head, before he could hit an unconscious Dean. Sam hit the guy with all his might and hitting the man again and again until he finally falls down unconscious to the hard wood floor. Sam sighs walking slowly to where Dean is on the ground and picks his older brother up. He carries Dean on one shoulder and graves both their guns to his free hand. Sam quickly walks to the Impala. He opens the door and gently lays his brother on the seat and buckles the seat belt closing the door running to the driver's seat turning the keys, and bringing her to life. He drives the Impala out the drive way and lets her lose on the road.

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