Authors Note: Hi, guys! This is actually my first official fanfiction so I apologize for anything that might be off or any grammar mistakes etc. etc. Let me know what you think though!

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Supernatural.

Prologue

Faces. For most people they're superficial, right there on top. For her though they've always been substratum. Some are plain, some are beautiful, and others are darker than dark. Most can only see the plain.

She was cursed with seeing the dark, the beautiful, and the plain. Some may call it a blessing, but if it's a blessing, why does it cause so much pain?

If it's a blessing, why couldn't she stop the death of her parents and little sister?

Left. Right. Left. Right.

Step. Step. Step.

Closer. Closer.

There.

Home, the place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or a household.

For Alexandria Evadne Mathieu, it was known as the place where she could go into her room and hide away from everyone. Now that it was Summer break though she expected her mother to force her out of the house.

Go socialize with people, Alex. You can't always lock yourself in your room, Alex. Go be a normal kid, Alex.

But the faces, mom. They're so horrifying. Can't you see them? They're so dark, and horrifying. Why am I the only one who can see them?

The young brunette girl, only fifteen years of age and fresh out of her Freshman year of high school, opened the front door to her home. She walked through the kitchen, not looking up as she greeted her parents.

"How was your last day of your Freshman year Alex?" Her father asked and she forced a smile onto her face as she turned to answer her father. The smile slid right off her face though the minute her eyes hit the face beneath her fathers.

"Alex?!" Her mother exclaimed as Alex took off up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door behind her. She locked it and stumbled backwards. The girl landed on her bed, bracing herself with her hands as she breathed heavily.

"Alex, honey? What's wrong?" Her mother called, knocking on her door and she just shook her head, clenching her fists in her sheets.

"Just leave her be Helen, she's probably just tired," That was her father's voice, but not her father saying it, that much she knew.

Alex sat like that for what felt like hours before she could finally bring herself to move. She emptied out the contents of her sports bag onto her bed before putting other things in it. Clothes were shoved in first, followed by things used for personal hygiene and finally her laptop, laptop charger, and her cell phone charger.

She'd go to Sophie's for the weekend to clear her head, and then she'd come home.

Her bedroom door opened silently as she then made her way downstairs. It was quiet in her house, too quiet. Normally Kylie, her five year old sister, would be watching TV while her mother made dinner and her father did paperwork. The only thing she heard though was the sound of her mother's wind chimes out front.

The metallic smell hit her first, and she couldn't quite place what it was. All curiosity was killed though the minute she walked into the living room.

White carpet stained red, the bodies of her mother and Kylie, her father standing over them with a knife in hand.

When she'll tell the Winchester's about this years later, she'll always lay the most emphasis on the smirk her wore, the face beneath her father's face.

"Alexandria Mathieu, you're a special one, and a lucky one. I've been told to leave you alive under any circumstances," The thing said, and she shivered.

"Who are you?" She asked, wishing now that she knew where her parents hid the guns.

"You can call me Eligos, and trust me when I say you'll be seeing a lot of me," He, or at least she thought it was a he, replied, his smirk growing darker with each word.

"Why me?" She doubted he'd answer that, but she'd give herself props for asking.

"You were born to see the faces below the surface, the faces of angels and demons. You're going to be a powerful asset later on girly, but for now," He was suddenly in front of her and she blinked, a scream of terror escaping her mouth as she could now see the face fully.

"Sleep."

"Her parents and sister are dead John, and you heard what she said. She can see the faces of demons. We can't just leave her here knowing that."

The two men had shown up claiming to be FBI agents, and Alex, being the stupid one she is, flat out said that they weren't FBI agents, but they weren't demons either.

That led to an intense talk with John Winchester and Bobby Singer, explaining to them what had happened, right down to her talk with the demon named Eligos. Now though, she sat in the kitchen with John's sons, Sam and Dean Winchester. The oldest, Dean, turned out to be the same age as her, though he was older by four months.

"Well I can't take her with me, I already have my own sons to worry about Bobby."

"Then I'll bring her with me."

Okay, what?

"So what, you'll just adopt her and train her to be a hunter? Just like that?"

From what she'd seen so far, that was kind of hypocritical of John.

"No, I'll adopt her and send her to school, I'll train her on the side."

So close from never having school again, damn. Too bad that wasn't going to happen.

"This is crazy."

"Everything we do is crazy."

She could hear the sound of their boots against the floor as they returned to the kitchen. John gave her a look while he walked, as if he was trying to figure out what made her tick. Bobby just looked at her as what she was, a child who had the misfortune of loosing her family.

"I'm going to talk to the social worker and fill out the papers. You're coming home with me."

And that, was the story of how it all started, and how she disappeared from the face of the earth.

Years later upon looking back, Alexandria Evadne Mathieu-Singer would always think about that if she hadn't agreed to go with Bobby Singer, she never would have found two brothers in Dean and Sam. She never would have found an uncle in John or a father in Bobby.

She would probably have been tossed through the foster care system and then found by demons, recruited into whatever dark army they wanted her for. Instead though, she wound up doing something much better.

Saving people, hunting things, the family business. Those words by Dean Winchester would drive her to do something that no one would ever expect from a human girl.

She'd save the world.