Disclaimer- I don't own Supernatural.
I posted this before, but took it down and revamped it completely. For those of you that have read this story the first time, I hope you enjoy the changed. For those first time readers I hope you also enjoy this. xD
Prologue
"Hey Misty, are you leaving early?" A blonde asked, wrapping an arm around a man.
"Yeah, it's really noisy in here and I'm getting a massive headache. Ryan's going to drive me home. See you later." She brushed a long red strand of hair away from hues. Glancing around she spotted Ryan. Running over she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Ryan, can you bring me home?"
Surprised, Ryan looked up from the plastic cup in his hand. "Sure, but first I have to stop somewhere."
Nodding her head yes, Misty followed Ryan, who started to walk towards the front door. "Can I ask you where we're going?" She bent over getting inside of the car.
"Nowhere important, just going to see old friend." He drove off taking back roads to get to the cemetery, which was closed at this time of night. When they arrived, Ryan stumbled out of the car, and walked into the back gate to the land of the dead.
"Why are we in the cemetery? It's closed at this time of night." That was true, it had been closed for hours already. Misty looked around she was scared, but didn't want to tell her companion that, thinking he might find her weak.
"I already told you I'm visiting a friend." His face and voice become somber. "One that died a couple of years ago, they never found his body, but I come here every weekend."
Misty thought about that time. She was loose friends with the man at the time and Ryan took the disappearance the hardest. She started to reach out to place a comforting hand on his shoulder, when a noise somewhere to her right alerted them both. "Did you hear that?"
"Yes." Ryan scanned the darkness, he couldn't see much, but something was out there. A crunch brought them both facing the direction. In the darkness they could make out a pair of neon orange hues, that became closer every few seconds. "Run." He screamed to Misty, who obeyed, needing no invitation. She didn't get far though, as a mist started to cover the area, muffling her screams for help, as the man went after her. Ryan stood shocked, he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried. 'Stupid limbs work.' Just as he regained his body functions, something connected with the back of his head, knocking him out cold.
"That was fun." The orange hues, blinked shut for a moment, before he wiped the blood off of his mouth. Some of it dripped onto the unconscious man's body. Lifting him up, he walked away.
A few hours later the grave keeper went by on his daily rounds, nearly tripping over the dead body of Misty Hamilton.
A/N: Review please. And look for the next part, which should be coming out soon!