This is my first proper go at a FanFic, so I am interested to see how it turns out. Please don't kill me for the chapters being short, I promise they'll get longer as time goes on!

This would take place season 3, between 'Sin City' and 'Bedtime Stories'. I own nothing apart from Becca: all credit goes to the awesome Eric Kripke. Enjoy!

Please insert $1 for another half an hour. Have a nice day! The flashing message took up the entire computer screen, blocking the several internet pages that were open.

"Oh, come on! I'm nearly finished!" Rebecca Stonewell slammed down her pen and grabbed her purse. It was empty. She groaned as she packed her homework into her bag. It was going to take two shifts at work to get that much money again.

"Need some change, honey?" A round woman sitting at the information desk smiled kindly at her.

Becca shook her head. "No thanks. I'd better be going home anyway." She looked down at her watch. It was about ten-forty. She had promised her dad she would be home no later than eleven PM. It was nearly a thirty minute walk back to her house. She picked up her books rushed out of the 24/7 internet café.

The night air hit her hard. Becca pulled her jacket closer to her body, and tried to ignore the creepy shadows that the street lamps were creating. She tried to distract herself by thinking about the laptop she was saving up for.

The happy thought didn't help for very long though. She had always hated the dark.

Becca's mind wandered back to the days when she was younger, maybe only four or five years old. She used to get her mom to check that there was nothing in her closet or under her bed. She never had the guts to do it by herself. Luckily, there never was anything there. But her mom wasn't here to check for mosters now.

Suddenly, the street lamps flickered off, the one furthest away from a Becca extinguishing first, until the whole street was immersed in an eerie darkness. Crap! Becca though as she came to a stop. No way she was taking another step when she was completely blinded.

She decided to phone her dad for a ride home, when she heard a faint rushing of wind. It troubled her, because the night was completely still.

'Hello?' she called, seeing if it was someone trying to play a joke on her. When no response came, she turned back to her phone. No signal. Honestly, Becca thought as she started walking again with a quicker pace, can my luck run any drier?

Although the wind noise had bothered her, she tried to brush it off. She continued to the end of the street, and turned left onto the next. Only five more blocks. You can do it Becca! She was so close to home!

Becca kept walking when she felt something knock into her. Taken by surprise, she fell backwards, reaching her hands out to break her fall. A painful sensation travelled from them and up to her arms, and when she looked down at them, she found them in a scratched and bloody mess.

'Hello?' she tried once again. 'Who are y-'

Becca couldn't speak another word. She was pushed down onto her back by the invisible force, and the same rushing noise from before filled her ears. She tried to scream, but something was being forced down her throat. All she could see was a huge black cloud. She struggled against it, trying to get up, trying to escape.

All of a sudden, she stopped moving, and the night was still once more.

Please let me know if I should continue...don't worry the Winchesters will be the stars of the next chapter!

Reviews are appreciated as well by the way!