I jolted awake to the sound of Movie Villain Medley by Jon Cozart and raced down the steps of my loft bed to turn it off before it woke the rest of my family.

It was Sunday and we should all be up anyway but I didn't want my brother to know I set one of those weird parodies he put on my phone as my alarm.

I put on my 221B Baker Street t-shirt, blue jeans, a T.A.R.D.I.S. necklace, white flats with mustaches on them, and my denim jacket. I am a fangirl don't judge my clothes.

I brushed my teeth. I stood in front of my mirror and brushed my long dirty-blonde hair, even though I knew it would be a frizzy mess again before I walked out the door. My hand was shaking.

It was only a dream. I told myself again. I knew it was a dream.

But I still took the water gun from under my bed. I had filled it with holy water the night before. Well I had tried to make it holy water based off of the way they made holy water in my favorite TV show, Supernatural.

I'm a weird person. When I have nightmares usually I can just go back to sleep, but sometimes I can't because yes I know it's just a nightmare but it's still scary. I'm 15 so I know I should just get over it, but I can't. Those usually result in me finding my pocket knife and holding it in my hand under my pillow as I sleep. It stays there permanently now though. This time I had filled a water gun with holy water and it had stayed under my pillow with the knife. I'll say it again; I'm a weird person.

Just a dream.

I stuck the water gun in the pocket of my denim jacket anyway, along with my pocket knife.

Just a dream.

I could just try to convince my family to stay home today. But then I remembered I couldn't. My dad was teaching the youth Sunday school class today so we had to go.

Besides,

it was just a dream.

:::time skip brought to you by John Watsons jumpers:::

Church had just finished and I had nearly forgotten my nightmares. Me and my friends Marcey, Alfie, and Ethan along with my brother had to stay after church today because our parents were in a meeting. Something about the upcoming year, 2015.

"To the youth room!"I said dramatically pointing in the direction of the youth room. It was where our Sunday school class was held and we usually hung out there whenever our parents were talking or in a meeting or something boring.

Ethan led the way brandishing his sonic screwdriver over his head while he held the button down so it would light up and make the sonic screwdriver noise. Ethan is one of my very few whovian friends. He's also the baby of our little group.

There's me I'm the oldest I'm 15. My names Maria by the way.

Alfie is younger by a few months so he's 14 and we are both ninth graders. His real name is Alfonso but we call him Alfie since forever and he doesn't have any choice in the matter. He's the tallest in our group.

Jason, my brother, is 13. Even though he's my little brother he is very tall, taller then me unfortunately, and he never let's me forget it. He's the second tallest in our group and I'm worried he's going to catch up with Alfie.

Marcey is 13 but a few months younger then Jason. She's a tiny bit taller then me.

Ethan is 12 the youngest of our group. Jason, Marcey and Ethan are all seventh graders. Ethan is the shortest in the group. He's the only one shorter than me.

"Boop" Alfie says poking my shoulder. This is a game we do this a lot. It's an ongoing poke war.

"Boop" I said poking him back.

"Boop"

"Boop"

"Boop"

"Boop" I poke him back and then run next to Marcey so Jason is between me and Alfie.

:::time skip brought to you by dancing pineapples:::

So we got to the youth room and I jumped over the white couch and sat on it. Actually no more like I tried to jump over it and I failed and barely held onto the couch so the others laughed as I awkwardly swung my legs over the couch.

"Suh hoooowwwwww's life?" I asked as I plopped down on the couch sort of sidewaysish.

"Meh" said Marcey

"Honk" said Alfie/ Honk-his-imaginary-other-personality-that-only-speaks-goose.

Ethan began playing with his sonic screw driver and pointing it around the room as it made sonic-screwdriver-noises. "Oh nothing much" he said in a fake British accent. "Who ya texting Jason?" He asked in a normal voice.

"I'm just listening to music" Jason said taking Ethan's beanie and throwing it at me.

"Marcey!" I tossed the beanie at Marcey who quickly threw it on top of the cabinet out of anyone's reach.

"Really guys?" Ethan asked mostly glaring at Marcey.

"Ugh" I got up and dragged one of the stools, that was really flimsy and I would probably get yelled at if an adult saw me on it, and stood on it and held Ethan's hat out.

And then when he reached for it I threw it at the fuse ball table. He glared at me.

"You're weeeelllllcooome" I called jumping off the chair. He put on the beanie and sat back down.

"That was really immature guys" Ethan said in his 'nerd voice'.

"Oh my god Ethan no one cares" Alfie's white girl voice. Oh great. this again.

"Your so mean Ally!" Now Ethan was doing his white girl voice too.

"Well I'm going to Starbucks" 'Ally' turned to the door and snapped.

"Omg I'm coming too"I called from the couch in my white girl voice (which is way better then the guys because I'm actually a white girl). what can I say? I was bored.

"Eww it's so expensivvvvvve" 'Athena' flipped her hair.

"Soooooo?" I asked.

"Tck" that's the noise he made that weird tongue click. " I'm saving up for a new phone"

"It's just a coffee" said 'Ally' rolling her eyes.

"Well if you want to waste your money"

"Well you can stay home with your ghetto 50 cent coffee and ramen noodles" I snapped him a z " but Ally and I are going to go get frappacappamamochachinos from Starbucks" and then I flipped my hair

we were laughing now. I collapsed back on the couch.

"Boop" Alfie poked my head. I kind of swatted at the air near him but he sat on another couch already.

"You missed"

"Meh" I was too lazy to care.

Then I heard a door slam. I froze.

I looked around.

I got up quickly and quietly as I could.

I flicked off the lights.

"Maria?-"

"Shut up lie on the floor and don't say anything! Just listen to me and if I tell you to run then run and don't look back!" I hissed at them. the look on my face was probably pretty terrifying, so they listened and hid. I pressed against the wall, where I knew no one could see me through the windows on the doors, and pulled my water gun out of my pocket. A voice in the back of my head tried to reason with me. It was just a dream Maria stop acting crazy. People slam doors all the time it's normal. I heard footsteps in the hallway outside. Part of my brain was screaming at me about paranoia and stupidity. I was doing all this based off of my dream if you haven't guessed. I silently willed it to still all be fake and for the footsteps to pass by and for me to just be crazy. I was beginning to think maybe they would. Then the door opened and he walked in. This was exactly my dream.

"Run!" I said. I flicked on the lights and began squirting him with holy water.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanics potestas," i tried to remember one of the excorcisms from supernatural but if I got this wrong we were all dead once I ran out of holy water and then I would die looking like an idiot because I just tried to kill a demon using a water gun "omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congretio et secta diabolica!"

Black smoke erupted from the mans mouth and he collapsed to the floor. My friends who I had specifically told to run were standing there staring at me. I can't blame them that probably looked crazy. I probably looked crazy. Ethan and Alfie had never seen Supernatural and were outright confused. Marcey and Jason who had watched some were a bit less confused. Not much though.

I motioned for them to follow me. They did. We ran to the sanctuary. I dreaded what we were going to see.

Maybe I can still stop it. I thought.

I was wrong.

Our parents and our church congregation were on the floor.

Dead.

All dead.

I knew they were dead. Throats slit. I still checked for survivors. So did the others. No words were spoken.

I went to the kitchen and found the salt. One can.

"We need to salt all the doors and windows until we figure out what to do," I said not meeting there eyes. I can not afford to break down."stick together" they didn't ask questions. First we hit the main doors. Then the side entrances. Then the windows. Lastly there was an odd little corridor in the sanctuary with a door in it we all walked through the crowded storage space awkwardly and Marcey salted the door while I stood, water gun ready to shoot anything that came near us.

We headed back to the youth room. We all sat down.

"What... what just h-happened?" Ethan asked there were tear stains on his cheeks along with everyone else's. They had cried. Silently. Confused. I had shoved my emotions into the back of my head though. I had to keep us all safe.

"A demon....broke into our church.....and killed our families then I squirted it with holy water....and exorcised....it." I stared numbly at my hands.

"How did... How'd you know... How to..." Alfie at a loss for words. Not normal. He was really messed up right now.

"Supernatural" I said "I watched supernatural and they did that in... The tv show"

"Why do you have a gun filled with holy water?" Marcey asked the question is been dreading.

"Lastnightihadthisdreamthatallthishappenedexceptthedemonkilledyouandkidnappedmebecauseididnthaveagunfilledwithholywaterandididntexorciseit" I said it quickly and I sort of mumbled it.

They stared at me blankly.

"Last night i had this dream that all this happened except the demon killed you guys and kidnapped me because i didnt have a gun filled with holy water and i didnt exorcise it," i repeated slower and more clearly this time. "I'm sorry I...I thought it was just a dream. I guess in the back of my head I knew it wasn't" I said waving my water gun. I waited for them to absorb this information.

"Why would the...demon...come here?" Ethan paused at the word 'demon' I guess not used to the idea yet.

I shrugged. All I knew was it came here for me. It was my fault our parents were dead. "I think it was after me"