AN: I do not own Dean and Sam or anything that has to do with Supernatural. BUT I do own Lukas Keller, Eage Rock radio station and any other OC characters you will meet in this chapter. HOPE YOU ENJOY! Haunted radio stations are fun! lol
Lukas Keller walked into the dark, empty tomb he called his apartment after a long day at work. Always it was the day where Lukas got out the door with more than plenty of time to spare foreshadowed a disaster at work to come. And he should have known that when he walked out the door an hour earlier than usual. As much as he loved his job, working as a radio tech engineer, today showed to be nothing but one disaster after another. Everything in the studio was going haywire, and no one was able to explain it. Lukas had spent his entire day, working under the frustrated demands of the DJ's and managers that he get their equipment working so they could get back on the air. They were losing listeners by the second!
Lukas flicked on the hall light of his apartment and tossed his keys on the key rack he conveniently kept hanging on the wall next to the front door for those rush out the door like a madman days. And after tossing his jacket carelessly on the couch in his small living room, and after checking the four new phone messages, two of which were the frustrated voices of two of his coworkers complaining yet again that their sound system was giving them issues, Lukas smashed his face into the feathery comfort that was his beloved pillow. He didn't care that his coworkers were having issues. He was off the clock.
'Let them figure it out. They worked with the same damn equipment every single day. They should have some type of familiarity,' Lukas thought as he turned onto his back to reach over and turn on his radio to a station that he didn't work on, finally settling on a song he thought was alright.
"And that was 'Call From Beyond' by Bury Me Alive. They'll be headlining the Fear Fest tour which starts this upcoming weekend, starting in our very own town, Rodeo Falls," the voice of a male radio DJ echoed through the speakers on Lukas' radio as he shut his eyes, rubbed the top of his forehead and tried to relax. As the voice continued to speak about upcoming bands performing in town, telling everyone that it was a show to not miss, the radio started to tune itself to another station. One that seemed to go beyond the channels that were available.
At first, Lukas didn't notice, he was too busy trying to rub his headache away. But when he noticed the change in voice of the radio DJ, Lukas opened his eyes, sat up in his bed and looked over at his radio.
"…Radio reporting the local. Today I want to talk about a man who is truly a hero for all you radio listeners out there. Ladies and gentlemen, his name is Lukas Keller."
"What the hell?" Lukas questioned as he tried to channel the radio to another station. But no matter what station he set the radio to, the channel didn't change.
"Lukas Keller has been working for station 103.6 Eagle Rock for about three years now. He's the radio engineer that keeps all of those technical problems at bay so you listeners can enjoy yourselves. But unfortunately, Lukas was unable to magically fix all of the problems the station was having today. Folks, you can only imagine how horrible Lukas must feel, knowing that he let down so many different people."
"Yeah, I'd like to see you work under complete chaos, Mr. Radio DJ," Lukas said as he rolled his eyes and plopped back down in bed, giving up on changing the station.
"Lukas, if you're out there, I just wanted you to remember the old saying, 'things always look better in the morning,' so keep that in mind." The DJ laughed. "But that's only easy to say if your entire world hasn't come crumbling down to a nightmare end. For you folks who don't know Lukas very well let me give you a little insight on the boy. When he was five, his mom and dad divorced. His mom took off with Lukas' little sister, officially abandoning her beloved son she didn't give a damn about. And then when Lukas was 11, his father got remarried and focused all of his attention on his new wife, completely forgetting about his son. That's actually how he got his start on the radio. Lukas spent hours locked away in his room, listening to the radio, and when he wasn't doing that, he was taking apart radios to see how they worked. Whoever says abandonment weakens a soul sure doesn't know Lukas Keller, right folks?" The DJ laughed. "I don't know, maybe Lukas was just unlovable or something, cause you know, moms are supposed to have this undying, unconditional love for their kids. Apparently, Lukas didn't fall under that category. Maybe he was an ugly child or something…"
Lukas sat up in his bed once again and stared at the radio with a confused and angered look on his face. He wondered how the obnoxious radio DJ had known so much about him. Although Lukas worked with something that publicized people and products, Lukas himself wasn't that much of a public person, especially when it came to his past. That's why he worked behind the scenes, so to speak, on the radio.
"Folks, if you think a horrid childhood like that wasn't enough, Lukas' girlfriend of three years finally called things off with the poor guy just last week. Maybe he wasn't good enough in bed or something. I don't know, but what I heard was, Lukas balled his eyes out like a giant ass baby. He's truly a man in touch with his emotions. I'm sure it won't be too hard for Lukas to find himself a new woman. Hell, he could find a man if he wanted to! Bright blue eyes, wavy dark colored hair, athletic build, tall. People he is a sob story catch! But he has a lot of demons, major turn off…"
"I'll give you major turn off!" Lukas said as he grabbed his radio, unplugged it and threw it against the wall. The plastic music/broadcast device smashed into pieces as it came into contact with the wall. Lukas sighed and fell back onto his bed, not giving a second thought to clean up the mess he just made.
"…Come on now, Lukas. We're not here to get under your skin! We're here to get you under the earth!" The voice of that same DJ said as Lukas sat straight up in his bed.
He looked over at the smashed, unplugged radio that laid in pieces on his bedroom carpet. Lukas jumped out of bed and started inspecting the smashed pieces. There was no way he should be hearing that voice coming from the radio he just smashed.
"You know, Lukas, taking your anger out on others isn't the way to go. We know how hard your life has been. If radio didn't exist, you'd a killed yourself a long time ago! We know your mom abandoning you, your father abandoning you, your girlfriend leaving you, your sister not even bothering to locate you and your stepmom tossing you aside to get to your daddy is tough and would eventually drive a person to attempt suicide. Poor, poor Lukas. So alone. So misunderstood. Everyone in your life abandoned you, you had a hard day at work and you let thousands of listeners down today! And that's not even the worst part, Lukas…"
All of a sudden, everything that was electrical in Lukas' apartment started going haywire. Lights flicked on and off, computers turned on and off as did the TV and other various household appliances. The house phone rang uncontrollably. Lukas ran out of his bedroom and went out the front door of his apartment.
"You can't escape me, Lukas…" the voice from the DJ carried on from the bedroom and echoed throughout the house.
Lukas didn't get very far down the hall before he ran into a pale, deathly sick looking male who appeared to be in his early twenties. He was dressed in baggy, ripped blue jeans, steel toed black boots and a black jacket. He had short, straight brown hair that looked like it was always cut with a buzzer (like Dean's). He was tall and had an athletic body type and he was cold. Deathly cold. His eyes were bloodshot red and he just kept staring at Lukas with a blank stare. Point blank, the man looked like a ghost.
The pale man didn't move an inch when Lukas hit into him and sent himself falling to the ground. The man looked down at Lukas and placed his ghost white hand on his head and slowly drained the life out of him.