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They drove through town, looking out their windows, for any sign of normalcy in a city.
Dean Winchester always thought that small towns were creepy, but this city was giving off a vibe,
that Dean didn't much care for. He looked over at his brother Sam. He could tell Sam was thinking
the same thing. Dean watched the road ahead of him, as he looked out on to the sidewalks. It was
like everyone in the entire city had come out to see who they were. Dean was too busy staring at
all the people on the sidewalk, he nearly ran into a man a few years older then Dean. He was
standing in the middle of the lane that Dean was driving in. Dean slammed on the brakes, the man
looked right at them, then turned to the ten other men, that were now surrounding the Impala.
"Dean?" Sam asked, uncertain. "What the hell is going on?" Sam asked, getting edgy. He opened the glovebox with as little movement as possible.
"Sam I have no idea." Dean told him, just as he pulled the handgun that was in his jacket.
Just then the man who still stood in front of him look at Sam and pointed. "He is one of
THEM." The man said. Saying it with much distain. "He must die!" Dean threw the car into reverse,
and looked over his shoulder as he tried to back out of the place. The crowd had formed a wall,
there was no way to get out with out harming a lot of innocent bystanders. Dean went into drive
and started to inch the car forward, until he was touching the man who told him his brother must
die, with the Impala. He put the car in park, and pressed the gas petal, trying to scare the man
so that he'd move. No such luck. Two men each took the crowbars in their hands, and smashed the
windows. One pulled Dean out, while the other pulled Sam out of the car, knocking the guns away.
"SAMMY!" Dean yelled, punching the man who pulled him out of the car. The man fell like a rock to the ground. Dean made his way to his brother. He punched the man who dragged his brother out of the car, and had been using him as a punching bag. Just then five of them, came at them. Dean and Sam took three of them down, while another three came and took their places. "Welcome to the city." Dean called to his brother. In a few minutes they were overwhelmed, and were taken to the ground. Dean looked over to see his brother laying on the ground, with his arms protecting his head.
"Hey!" A voice called from behind the crowd. Dean watched as the crowd of people started to scurry off in the opposite direction of where the voice came from. As the crowd hightailed it out of there. Dean saw three men, holding bats, and a woman holding what looked like a piece of a metal pole. She looked at ease with it.
"Get lost, or your next Ace." The man who was still standing in front of the Impala told him.
"I think you should get lost." The man, who Dean took to be Ace told him.
"First these two die, then I'll kill you four."
Ace looked at the three behind him. They nodded. "Ain't happening." Ace told him.
Six men came over to them, and started swinging crowbars, bats, or chains. The young woman used the pole to block the shots from the three men with crowbars, before hitting the one to her left on the side of the face, and planting the butt of the pole into the others gut. He fell on to the ground moaning in pain. She quickly moved the pole to block the shot of the third man, before hitting the third man on the top of his head. He too fell to the ground, and didn't move. Two men who had been beating on Dean walked over to her. Dean took the advantage, kicking the guy who held him to the ground, off of him. Dean stood up quickly and walked over to the two men who held his brother to the ground. He kicked one in the head, just as the girl came over and slammed the pole into the side of the other guys head. They both fell over on to the ground, not getting up for awhile. Dean helped his brother up. Sam leaned heavily on the car.
The girl looked like she was about to say something, when she turned around quickly on the balls of her feet. "Ace!" She called over to him. He looked over at her, as he landed one last punch to the guy he was holding up by the collar. "We gotta leave." She told him.
Dean looked at her confused, but this Ace character seemed to trust her, and came over.
He slung Sams' arm over his shoulder and helped Dean get him down one of the alley ways. "Wait"
Dean said suddenly. "My car." Dean said, turning around.
"No time. Don't worry someone will bring your car to where we are going. Believe me you will be both safer with us, then out in the city on your own." Ace told him. As the two guys, and girl ran behind them, catching up. Just then police lights shone into the alley way.
"HEY! FREEZE!" They shouted at them, running after them.
The shorter of the two men following laughed. "Look at them run!" He stated, laughing harder.
"Knock it off Matt." Ace told him. "Split up. Rue you stay with us, you other two get out of here, and meet back home." Ace told them.
"Ace I should go with them. Draw the cops of you three!" The girl told him.
Ace shot her a look that had 'no' written all over it. "Shut up and get in front of us"
Ace told her. Dean watched as a hurt look came across her features, before walking in front of
them. The girl walked in front of them, one hand in her jean jacket pocket, the other gripping
the metal pole. She walked with her head down, following a series of alleyways before coming to a
boarded up door. She knocked three times, then knocked a few more time. The door opened, and two
young men, not much older then Dean himself appeared in the doorway.
The girl named Rue came over and took Sams' arm off from Aces' shoulder. "I'll take'em"
She told him, not looking up at Ace. She helped Dean take Sam down a series of hallways, until
they came to a catwalk, that over looked a huge opened area below them.
Dean looked down and was shocked. There were over sixty poeple there, ages ranging from
five to fifty. Kids were running back and forth, in rags as clothes pretty much. Then again the
girl who was helping him and Sam, wore a baggy shirt that looked like it use to have a band name
on it, and was wearing old faded blue jeans, that had been ripped beyond repair at the knees, and
a few other places. On her feet she wore worn out white sneakers, the left one had duct tape
around the inside edge. She lead them down another hallway, and then through the double doors at
the end of the hallway. Dean found himself in a fairly large room. It had two rows of beds
against the walls. She lead them to the nearest one. She and Dean slowly lowered Sam on to it. A
man in his late fifties came scurrying over to them. He checked over Sam with his eyes, before
going over to the cabinet pulling bandages, and rubbing alcohol out. He cleaned out all Sams'
wounds, before turning to Dean. Dean sat there, putting up with the mans rough treatment. He was
kinda glad Sam was semi conscience. Dean looked over to the bed where Sam laid asleep.
The man looked at Dean. "Get some sleep." He told him. "You're safe here, so it your brother."
Dean looked at him a moment, before agreeing with him. He laid down on the bed beside his brother, just noticing the girl slip out of the room. He turned to look at the other beds beside him two of them had occupants. One of them looked to be a little girl about seven, she had a cloth over her head, while the other one was a man about Sams' age. His arm was in a sling, and his leg was bandaged. Dean looked back at his brother, before falling asleep.
SUPERNATURAL
Sam woke laying in a cot, with a bandage over his left eye. He remembered getting in a fight, and then his brother and some stranger carrying him along an alleyway. He sat up, and seen his brother asleep on the cot beside him. He stood up and walked out of the double doors. He ended up on a catwalk that looked over a huge room with over sixty people in it easily. They all wore old worn clothes, that had seen better days. Though most of them looked happy. Most of the kids were yelling and running around the others. Sam leaned on the rail looking down at all of them, curiously.
"More then half of them are here because their parents couldn't deal with their special ablities." The girl from yesterday stated, coming over and leaning against the railing beside him.
"Doesn't explain why the older people are here." Sam stated.
"Most of them are here because they love their kids alot, and would rather live in exile then shun their kids. Most of them were kicked out of their houses because of it." She told him.
"Sad. How long have they been here?" Sam asked her.
"Most of them about a year, ever since Slade came to town, and started pointing us out"
She stated. "But about twenty of us are the orginal ones, and we've been here for six, seven
years." She told him.
"Us? We?" Sam asked, looking over at her. "You're one of them... us?" Sam asked.
She smiled sadly and nodded. "Yes. I'm one of us Samuel Winchester." She told him.
Sam looked at her shocked. "How do you know my name?" Sam asked.
She smiled. "You are well known to most of these people. You and your brother killed the yellow eyed demon."
"So what there are pictures of me everywhere? That is how you recongized me?" Sam asked her.
"No." She simply stated.
"It's her job to know who you are." A tall man came over to them. He slung his arm over her shoulder, only to have her brush his arm off. "Hello Sam, I'm Ace." The man told him. "Seen you met Rue!" He said indicating to the girl beside him.
"Ya." Sam stated. "Nice to meet you both." Sam told him, looking at the girl. She was
leaning against the railing again. Ace nodded at him, before looking at the girl with a worried
expression on his face. He turned and walked towards the stairs, leading down to the floor below.
"You and your boyfriend in a fight?" Sam asked.
Rue gave him a small smile. "He's not my boyfriend." Rue told him. "He took over being my big brother, when my big brother died, about a year ago." Rue explained.
"Sorry to hear about your brother." Sam told her.
She looked at him a moment. "What kind of ablities do you have?" She asked, rather shyly.
"I get visions, see things before they happen." Sam explained. "And when I'm really angry I can move things with my mind." Sam told her.
She nodded, then grinned. "You fit in here quite well." She stated, laughing softly. "Most of these guys can barely move thing with their minds, or hover a foot above the ground, for a mere couple of seconds. Then there are some of them who have levels of strength for their power that it can get pretty scary." Rue told him.
Sam leaned back against the rail, and watched Ace move among the people down there, saying a few words to most of them, or high-fiving the kids as they ran by. "Is HE one of us? Ace I mean?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. He can walk through walls." Rue told him. "Put only when he absolutely needs to, and he's concentrating really hard. Again one of us with a lower strength level." Rue told him.
"And you?" A voice asked from behind them.
Sam and Rue turned around. Dean was standing three feet behind them. He looked angry, or worried. Sam couldn't quite tell at the moment. Dean was watching Rue with concern. "Dean?" Sam asked worried.
"What about you? You said there are some of them that have higher powers of strength. You one of them?" Dean asked her.
"Dean quit it. These people helped us, why are you angry at her?" Sam asked him.
"Because of the way she said it Sammy. Like they can't control it or something."
Rue just watched him while he vented. Before slowly grinning. "You're right. I am one of
those people, but don't have to be so worried, most of them can control it and what they can't"
Rue paused a moment, before continueing. "It's contain as soon as it starts to happpen." Rue told
him. "We really are your friends here."
"So what can you do?" Dean asked, coming to stand beside Sam, looking down at all the people there.
Rue turned her head to the side, then stuffed her hands in her jean pockets and walked off. "Sorry someone is calling my name." Rue told them.
Dean and Sam stood up straight and looked at her. "HEY!" Dean shouted. "We never heard anyone call your name." Dean told her.
She turned slightly, and looked over her shoulder at them. She grinned. "Exactly. You didn't hear them, doesn't mean someone didn't." Rue told them, walking away.
Dean watched her leave, then turned around. He looked over huge room below. Couches and
recliners that had seen better days were scattered about in groups, with blankets and pillows
throw haphazardly over them. They were some matresses on the ground, but they looked worse then
the couches and recliners. He laughed quietly to himself. Sam looked at him strangely. "What"
Sam asked.
Dean grinned. "She's hot!" Dean told him. "For some kind of freak, she's hot."
Sam laughed at his brother, before walking off. He walked down the stairs and walked through the crowd of people. Some of them stared at him. He got that. He was a newcomer, and for here, to them it would mean another one of THEM. He walked by groups of kids sitting on the floor gathered around an adult who was telling stories, or helping them with math problems, then did on little whiteboards that they each had. He seen a group of teenage boys standing off to the side, they were nudging each other, and trying to out do the other one. Sam watched them a moment and realized that they were trying to lift objects with their minds. He seen the tallest one lift a small wooden chair. Then he'd place it back on the ground and nudged his pals trying them to go bigger. The smallest boy there smirked, and studied the recliner across the room. It started to wobble, then hovered off the ground an inch or so, before shooting into the air, and then falling on the ground in a broken heap. All the teens laughed at him, but he just shrugged his shoulders and grinned.
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