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October 13, 2011
"I was just given this journal today, by a couple of guys. One had short hair, and was kind of short himself, and the other had long hair and was taller than the other. I was told to record the most important events in my life up to now.
I lost my mom, when I was an infant, same way as my cousin, Samrulez101 lost her mother, about three months before. The detectives found no connection between the 'murders'.
With our house burned down we had to move, someplace quieter and went to Kansas.
I lost my father, when I was four. The cops said he supposedly was attacked by a bear when he went on a hunting trip with 'some friends'. Their names were, John Winchester and Robert Singer. I once met John's oldest son. We didn't get along to well at the time. I then was adopted by a strange family, and nothing happened for about another 14 years, when I was teaching myself Latin.
I had just gotten home and was watching Scott Pilgrim vs. the World about the third time in the past two days; when the front door slammed shut. I figured the family was just going out to pick some food up from the store, it was a family of three; -Classified- was the father, -Classified-, the mother, and little -Classified- was their six year old daughter. She was quiet, she had -Classified- hair, and wore a red dresses (all the time).
I went downstairs to grab my I-pod, when I noticed the car was still their.
It felt kind of eerie around the house that night, so i left a note saying I was going to my friend, Paige's house. I grabbed by sword, (that my friend gave me when we moved here), when the others were out, and trench coat to hide it. I stepped outside and was half way down the street when i heard screams bellowing over my music (Disturbed), and saw a small shadow of a dog run through the forest. I reached down to my (Chinese) broadsword and kept my hand on it as I walked.
I took a few more steps and something flew towards me. I ducked and turned to see a small wolf; a red cloth wrapped around it tightly. It lunged again, foaming at the mouth. I jumped and landed behind it.
I pulled my sword from it's sheathe and stabbed it in the spine as I turned. I turned the blade to it's side, making the beast howl loudly, and tore it from the beast's side. It fell to the ground and I noticed the cloth was a red dress. I turned and ran as fast as my legs could take me. I turned and saw the thing reforming.
I made it to -Classified- house and turned to see if I was being followed. Nothing.
I tucked my sword under my coat, and knocked on the door with my clean hand. She answered,
"Oh, hey! What are you doing in here?" She asked, "and what's on your hand?"
"I'll tell you all about it when I get inside." I told her.
"Okay, just don't get it on anything... because blood stains..."
I smirked and stepped past her, entering her home and told her what had happened. She believed what I said and told me to get a couple bags of salt from the cabinet in the kitchen after I had washed my hands and blade.
"I knew it was a matter of time until one of them attacked you. Give me one of them, and follow me outside."
I followed here around to the back of the house and started circling the house with it as she instructed. When we were done she said I could sleep there. I sprawled across the couch and she went upstairs. I fell asleep holding my sword, next to me and listening to "Inside the Fire"."
October 14, 2011
" -Classified- , why didn't you tell me about the werewolves?" I had asked her the next morning, when i woke up to the smell of bacon.
"I didn't want you to get dragged into all this." She told me
"I'm pretty sure i was getting into it as soon as i was adopted by cannibals..." I had mumbled as i rubbed my eyes.
She told me about how on our first date she had to leave, because of vampires were hiding in a hospital and feeding on patients at night. Not because someone (in her family) died like she said. She broke up with me later that night.
She is about 4 in. shorter than me and had light brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. She told me I could ride her car home and get my car and go stay at hotel for a few days, or until she called and told me she had wiped them out. I refused, and we drove to my families house. We took a step inside, her Colt .45 ready, my hand on my (silver) broadsword, and holding a knife she gave me. I asked her why we needed to have these weapons for humans, and she told me they could change at will. To think they could have eaten me any day for the past 14 years... probably planning to change me. There were sounds coming from the kitchen.
I'm pretty sure everyone in the neighborhood has been devoured or is one. I've killed about twelve already and am currently resting. She was overpowered by three werewolves that took her by surprise a while back and I have her Colt .45. Its now about midday, and I have everybody I grew up with. I haven't gotten a scratch. I'm going to go for the car and make it to the hotel and call up some old friends to help. Maybe they'll help me finish it off.
October 15, 2011
I'm at the hotel and about done with all of this. When I called up Dean. He came with his brother and tied me up. Saying they had to do it themselves and didn't want any "boneheads" getting hurt. I had eventually been able to untie myself and go to help them. When I got there they were tied up and ready to be 'added to the pack'. I killed two of them guarding it and cut the chains with Dao-Ming. We fought them off and Sam and Dean ran off.
"I was just given this journal today, by a couple of guys. One had short hair, and was kind of short himself, and the other had long hair and was taller than the other. I was told to record the most important events in my life up to now.
I lost my mom, when I was an infant, same way as my cousin, Samrulez101 lost her mother, about three months before. The detectives found no connection between the 'murders'.
With our house burned down we had to move, someplace quieter and went to Kansas.
I lost my father, when I was four. The cops said he supposedly was attacked by a bear when he went on a hunting trip with 'some friends'. Their names were, John Winchester and Robert Singer. I once met John's oldest son. We didn't get along to well at the time. I then was adopted by a strange family, and nothing happened for about another 14 years, when I was teaching myself Latin.
I had just gotten home and was watching Scott Pilgrim vs. the World about the third time in the past two days; when the front door slammed shut. I figured the family was just going out to pick some food up from the store, it was a family of three; -Classified- was the father, -Classified-, the mother, and little -Classified- was their six year old daughter. She was quiet, she had -Classified- hair, and wore a red dresses (all the time).
I went downstairs to grab my I-pod, when I noticed the car was still their.
It felt kind of eerie around the house that night, so i left a note saying I was going to my friend, Paige's house. I grabbed by sword, (that my friend gave me when we moved here), when the others were out, and trench coat to hide it. I stepped outside and was half way down the street when i heard screams bellowing over my music (Disturbed), and saw a small shadow of a dog run through the forest. I reached down to my (Chinese) broadsword and kept my hand on it as I walked.
I took a few more steps and something flew towards me. I ducked and turned to see a small wolf; a red cloth wrapped around it tightly. It lunged again, foaming at the mouth. I jumped and landed behind it.
I pulled my sword from it's sheathe and stabbed it in the spine as I turned. I turned the blade to it's side, making the beast howl loudly, and tore it from the beast's side. It fell to the ground and I noticed the cloth was a red dress. I turned and ran as fast as my legs could take me. I turned and saw the thing reforming.
I made it to -Classified- house and turned to see if I was being followed. Nothing.
I tucked my sword under my coat, and knocked on the door with my clean hand. She answered,
"Oh, hey! What are you doing in here?" She asked, "and what's on your hand?"
"I'll tell you all about it when I get inside." I told her.
"Okay, just don't get it on anything... because blood stains..."
I smirked and stepped past her, entering her home and told her what had happened. She believed what I said and told me to get a couple bags of salt from the cabinet in the kitchen after I had washed my hands and blade.
"I knew it was a matter of time until one of them attacked you. Give me one of them, and follow me outside."
I followed here around to the back of the house and started circling the house with it as she instructed. When we were done she said I could sleep there. I sprawled across the couch and she went upstairs. I fell asleep holding my sword, next to me and listening to "Inside the Fire"."
October 14, 2011
" -Classified- , why didn't you tell me about the werewolves?" I had asked her the next morning, when i woke up to the smell of bacon.
"I didn't want you to get dragged into all this." She told me
"I'm pretty sure i was getting into it as soon as i was adopted by cannibals..." I had mumbled as i rubbed my eyes.
She told me about how on our first date she had to leave, because of vampires were hiding in a hospital and feeding on patients at night. Not because someone (in her family) died like she said. She broke up with me later that night.
She is about 4 in. shorter than me and had light brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. She told me I could ride her car home and get my car and go stay at hotel for a few days, or until she called and told me she had wiped them out. I refused, and we drove to my families house. We took a step inside, her Colt .45 ready, my hand on my (silver) broadsword, and holding a knife she gave me. I asked her why we needed to have these weapons for humans, and she told me they could change at will. To think they could have eaten me any day for the past 14 years... probably planning to change me. There were sounds coming from the kitchen.
I'm pretty sure everyone in the neighborhood has been devoured or is one. I've killed about twelve already and am currently resting. She was overpowered by three werewolves that took her by surprise a while back and I have her Colt .45. Its now about midday, and I have everybody I grew up with. I haven't gotten a scratch. I'm going to go for the car and make it to the hotel and call up some old friends to help. Maybe they'll help me finish it off.
October 15, 2011
I'm at the hotel and about done with all of this. When I called up Dean. He came with his brother and tied me up. Saying they had to do it themselves and didn't want any "boneheads" getting hurt. I had eventually been able to untie myself and go to help them. When I got there they were tied up and ready to be 'added to the pack'. I killed two of them guarding it and cut the chains with Dao-Ming. We fought them off and Sam and Dean ran off.
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