Jack Kline X Reader

A dying world

(A/N PLEASE READ! So that everything makes sense let me explain. You were born to Mary and John Winchester, in a different universe where you have a sister. Just like Sam and Dean you both were meant to be the vessel's for Lucifer and Michael. However once you both excepted the invitations from the angels your sisters body fell apart. And now that's where we start. Please enjoy!) STRAYS AWAY FROM THE SHOW A BIT!!!!

Watching my sisters body as her skin peeled away, and her blood turned brown as it spilled out was the single most horrific thing I've ever had to watch. Growing up, mom and dad raised us to be Hunter's. They knew what was in the world, so they raised us to fight it.

Once dad was killed during a vampire raid mom took over. And when all hell broke loose with the apocalypse, mom ended up taking her own life, unable to sit by and watch her two daughters be used as puppets for a few angels.

Vanessa was three years younger than me. It was my damn responsibility to take care of her! We figured that if we said yes. We could keep them trapped, locked away in our minds. But she wasn't strong enough.

Once she had Michael locked up, he tore her apart. All the while Lucifer took control again and made me watch.

My world was being plunged into darkness. Fire and screams erupted around me. But all I could focus on was my sisters corps in front of me.

Being raised in the Bunker after Vanessa was born, I had read every damn book in there a hundred times over, I could fix this.

That's all I could thing. 'I can fix this!'

"Oh don't kid yourself y/n." Lucifers voice rang through my ears. Each word more painful than the last. "You can't stop this. You can't 'fix' anything. Your sister is gone, I'll kill Michael, and we'll all go on through the fire and bloodshed."

'No.'

"No? Last time I checked I was the one in control." His loud voice antagonizing me.

I put all my strength into saying just one word. If I could get one word out, he would be gone. He would be out of my mind. And I could go back to the bunker and figure everything out.

"NO!" My voice screamed.

My entire being felt like it was on fire. And then it stopped. My mind felt free. He wasn't in me anymore.

I had my chance, and I knew I had to take it. Vanessa was dead, I couldn't help her. But I could still help myself.

Sprinting back to the bunker I put in my code quickly, and slammed the door behind me. The bunker walls would hold him back, but not for long.

All I needed was a few minutes, running to the library and opening the correct book.

Drawing the intricate pattern on the floor, and finishing it up by slicing open my palm and tracing the pattern.

I read the words on the page quickly, starting to hear the pounding on the door.

The portal opened up, a small slice cut from reality. I had no idea where I would end up. But right now, literally anywhere was better than here. My world is dying, my family is dead, and the fallen angel himself is trying to get back to me. This is my only chance. And I took it.

Jumping through the portal I landed hard, it closing instantly behind me.

I grunted as I looked up, seeing that I was still in the bunker library. I sat up, a headache starting as I finally had a moment to breath without Lucifer in my mind.

I looked down at my hand and took off my flannel shirt, exposing my simple black Tee underneath, and wrapped my hand.

I stood slowly, grunting at the bruising that was most certainly forming after the fight back in my own world.