Prologue

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The long, cold walk home felt different tonight, Katrin told herself as she walked up the stairs to her apartment which was shared with her mother. The stairs creaked on occasion due to the poor health that the landlord had left it in. She and her mother had spent four months in this death house however she really liked the guy who had sold it to them.
Katrin walked towards her door stumbling and knocking over the plants on either side of the hall as she rummaged in her duffle bag searching for her keys. The cold had creeped along her body missing her fingers which were now her warmest limbs.

"Mom, I'm sorry I'm late, school bus never arrived then I got caught up talking to Charlie," Katrin shouted as she unlocked her door, sneaking though the gap, "You remember Charlie, the redheaded girl who keeps breaking her arm.... Mom..."

Her instincts kicked in, picking up the largest knife nearest her and holding in front of her, just like her uncle had taught her; hilt in the fist, blade down with the blunt edge alongside her arm.
Her hands began to shake, fear raising inside her. Her brown-green eyes opened wide as she moved slowly towards the rooms to the back of the apartment. Her breath felt tight under her AC-DC tee shirt.

Katrin started towards the bathroom where she'd heard the noise.
"Mom.. Are you in the b..b..bathroom? Come on your scaring me."

She opened the bathroom door carefully hoping her mother would be having a bath... However as she opened the door the scene in front of her was more than enough to turn her stomach. Her mother was in the bath however instead of water it was filled with blood. Her body was mangled and burnt with the bone picked clean in some places.

Katrin stumbled back in shock. Her mother dead.... Flesh picked clean from the bone. She began to dropped to her knees, but was caught half way. She looked back at the man who'd caught her. She began for the blade that was lodged in the floor boards. Lifting it and swinging it towards the throat of her attacker.
"What did you do to my mother?" Katrin asked, her voice shaking slightly. The man's green eyes stared back at her as if he didn't understand the question. She pushed the blade further into his throat expecting his to answer her question. As she pushed the blade closer, the man reached out and caught hold of the hit lodging it into wall.
Katrin felt his flannel shirt tighten as he lifted his arms above her head, she smelt the age of the man who held her. His eyes shifted from the bright green that Katrin was engrossed in to a deadly black......

He's a demon, Katrin thought, what?....... But can a demon do that to a person..
She dropped down to her knees and ran for the door,unable to look back to see if she was being followed.

Once she was outside, she screamed out to the neighbours,
"Call 911,help someone please, someone's killed my mom! "

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Hi, this is my first fan-fiction so as many comments as possible please,,

Destiel
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