Scarlett's P.O.V.
I pulled my leather jacket around my waist, trying to conserve my body heat.
God, it's so bloody freezing.
"What's a pretty little thing like you doing out in the cold of winter on the street?" I heard a young male voice say to my left.
"Freezing my bum off, that's what." I smirked, turning towards him. He look like he was in his late twenty's.
"Why don't you come to mine and have a hot cup of tea?" He asked, holding out his hand. I smiled and nodded, taking his hand and let him lead me to his house.
"Nice cottage you have." I said. He muttered a 'thank you' an lead me inside, slipping off his jacket and walking towards his kitchen.
"What kind of tea would you like, love?" He asked me, putting the kettle on the stove.
"Chamomile, please." I said politely as I sat down on a stool at the counter.
"Fine chioce." He said. He pulled out the tea and set it on the counter and sat down across from me at the counter.
"I never caught your name, love." He smiled at me.
"Scarlett." I stated simply.
"Jake." He said and the kettle started whistling. He smiled at me and got up to poor the tea. He placed the tea bag in my mug and slid it across the table to me. I picked it up and took a sip, then gently put it down.
"How old are you?" He asked, looking up at me and taking a sip from his mug.
"Seventeen." I mumbled, and took another sip from my mug.
"You're so young. What are you doing on the streets of Winchester at three in the morning?" He asked me.
"This is just a pit stop. I'm on my way to America to find my father." I said.
"Oh. Well I hope you find him." He said and sipped his tea.
"Christo." I mumbled. He flinched and looked up at me with black eyes.
"Scarlett, Scarlett, Scarlett. You knew it all along, didn't you?" He smirked.
"Of course." I scoffed. I gripped the knife that's was placed in my belt. I had gotten the knife from a demon named Ruby, and she had fled after she gave it to me. She said she knew my father, and his name is Sam.
"What, are you going to exorcise me?" He laughed and I backed away and ran into the lounge. I hid behind a chair and waited for him to walk into my trap.
"I know your behind the bloody chair." He growled. I took the flask of holy water I had in my pocket and splashed some on his face. He cringed back and screamed, his face burning. I stabbed him with the knife and watched him fall to the ground. I removed the knife and whipped it off on my t-shirt. I zipped up my leather jacket and dragged his body into the basement, took his wallet and laid a tarp over his body. I searched the rest of the house and found enough money for a plane ticket and then I would have £4,595 left. That would be more than enough to find my father.
"Where does the fucker put his bloody keys?" I mumbled to myself as I searched the drawers. I gave up and walked towards the door.
"Looking for these?" A female voice question from behind me.
"Ruby." I stated as I turned around coming face to face with blond hairred demon who gave me the knife I stabbed the other demon with.
"I know exactly where your father is." She said, dangling the keys in front of my face.
"That's bloody great, but wheres the catch?" I questioned her.
"You have to listen to me and don't go waving that knife around, okay?" She said and handed over the keys to the car.
"Okay, but I gotta scram. Let's talk in the car." I said and walked outside, getting in the car and turning the engine on. Ruby sat in the passenger seat and looked through the cassette tapes in the dashboard.
"I need to tell you something." She said.
"Go on." I said trying to remember the way to the airport.
"I lied, I know who your mother is." She sighed.
"Bloody hell Ruby, tell me who she is!" I yelled at her in frustration while trying to keep my eyes on the deserted street.
"It's... She's me." She said.
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A/N: Dun dun dun! lol i have a really high fever and i feel really loopy so sorry if it doesn't make sense half of the time.
*the next day*
Hello I don't really remember writing this but it's an okay chapter and these are all my ideas so idk i think loopy me is pretty good at writing or some shit. I don't know why I made Scarlett british... Blame it on the fever! AND RUBY IS NOT MY CHARACTER I DO NOT OWN THAT CHARACTER BUT I DO OWN THE CHARACTER SCARLETT AND JAKE I GUESS EVEN THO HES DEAD OKAY? AND ALSO THIS IS COPYRIGHTED YESH.
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