Warnings - none
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Another hunt and another monster, I've gotten used to it. I was younger than my oldest brother but older than my younger brother. Of course they don't care for age to them I'm their little sister. Which isn't necessarily true, I still remember everything that happened. I might have only been two and dean was five but I knew things. Sammy he was only six months off and in his nursery.

I remember catching a glimpse of something even though I was supposed to be in bed. By the time I got up I was screaming because mom was on the ceiling. She was on fire and dad rushed to grab Sammy and then handed him to Dean. Dean rushed with me and Sammy out of the house. I remember watching the house frozen in my spot by dean and Sammy. While dad rushed out and I couldn't feel.

More like I didn't know what to feel because I was only two going on three years old. From that point on we were going from motel to mortal. Town to town, school to school, and when I learned the truth. Me and Dean closer in age than me and Sammy were. Although I always took care of them, cooking or trying to. I made sure dad was okay after every hunt even if I didn't know why he came home hurt.

Not until Dean was thirteen, I was ten and Sam was eight years old. Dad sat me down and explained to me what really happened. What was really out there and that I needed to be strong. I began learning all about the different things that lurch in the shadows. The crazy monsters that hunt and hurt others. By fifteen I could shoot any gun my father handed me. I knew what monsters were what like the back of my hand.

I started learning how to drive thanks to dean while dad was out. When I turned sixteen I went on my first hunt. Of course nothing was ever good enough for our father. I decided when I turned eighteen I might join the military. Like dad had when he was that age. Although I never knew how to explain that to my father. Hey by the way I'd like to join the military like you. Sammy and dad's relationship was t ever the best. He reminds me of mom with her stubborn personality. What I can remember about mom at least.
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Now I'm only sixteen, Dean is nineteen, Sammy I'd fourteen. He has a crush on this girl and I told him how to treat her. Dean he was out and about all the time either with our without dad. Sammy was out right now and I was getting bored. Oh I almost forgot to introduce myself for a second. My name is Trinity Evelyn Winchester and I'm sixteen years old. My dad is John Winchester, older brother is Dean Winchester. Then Sammy he's the youngest Winchester here.
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Authors note -

I've decided in writing this fanfic with a mix of different fandoms so be prepared for that.