A story set in season two time period. My first fic published here, thanks to Mel for the courage to do so!
*I do not own the Winchesters, tho I am partial to the younger and taller one!!*
Feedback is appreciated and welcomed!
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Thick black smoke pulsated its way through the night air, curving around in search of a host for the time being. Even tho it had no body, it knew what it wanted, who it wanted…and it wanted Sam Winchester, and it would find him and have the payback it wanted….that it thirsted for…….
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"I told you Dean, I am not going in there" Sam motioned with his head, another local bar just feet from them.
"We need the cash Sam; big brother's pockets are wearing thin."
"Great then, you are the pool shark, go in and hustle a bit."
"But you are my wing man…always better going in as a two man operation."
"Not this time Ice Man, you are on your own." Sam grabbed the journal and started walking away from his brother, leaving Dean alone in the parking.
"Who's Ice Man?" he heard from a distance as he started the short walk back to their motel. "And where you going?"
Sam gave a quick wave, his tall frame finally getting lost in the shadows. The motel was in sight, a mere 100 yards away when he heard the rustling of the wind, and an eerie swishing sound overhead.
"What the…." he trailed as he looked upward, and then behind him, his eyes becoming wide at the sight of the large black mass that was plummeting towards him. He tried to run, his long legs tangling up within themselves. He was able to get a few feet in desperation before the collection entered his mouth, leaving him to drop the journal as it over took his body……..
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His tall body shook as the black smoke of the demon enveloped him, jagged breaths escaping his lips as he literally began choking on the intake. After the entire being entered his body he fell to the ground, his knuckles white as he tried to break his fall. With a jerk he lifted his head up, his normally serene green eyes now charcoal in color, and purely evil.
"That's better" a deep voice spitted out as Sam's lips curved upward. "Didn't take me long at all to find you Winchester" the unfamiliar voice said to its host. Clearing his throat, the demon then took on Sam's normal voice. "So, what to do first" he commented as he stood up. Taking a look around he saw Sam's intended destination.
"Can't go there, big brother will be home soon and I need some….well I need some fun." Looking down at the journal, Sam kicked the book further off the road, and out of eye sight of anyone passing by. "That damn thing is a pain in my ass" the demon confirmed as it turned back towards the bar and the unoccupied cars in the parking lot.
Keeping its eyes on the door of the bar, and using Sam's hotwiring skills, the demon sped out of the parking lot within minutes in a beat up four door sedan, a pair of fuzzy dice hanging from the rearview mirror. "Humans" it growled as it rolled down the window and tossed the ugly decoration out into the road as the car sped off.
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"Sammy?" Dean called out as he entered the rather odd looking motel room. Even for their constant travelling and their frequent motel stays, this room took the cake. It was as if it were a trip to the future or into space Dean couldn't tell which. It was silver in color with what looked like oddly placed moons on the walls, and spaceships…or rocket ships, some kind of ship bursting up towards the white planet.
"Sam?" he repeated again as he placed the key to the room next to the television and headed towards the closed bathroom door.
"Don't tell me you are taking a vanilla almond bath again….you stunk up the whole room last time with that crap…." Dean stopped as he opened the door and found nothing but darkness on the other side.
"Ok" he commented, grabbing his phone and dialing in his brother's number.
The phone just continued to ring on the other end until Sam's voicemail finally picked up. "Yo Sam! I thought you were heading back to the motel, alright call me back or something."
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Sam looked at his phone, Dean's picture flashing before him. "I've been gone for how long and he is looking for me already…well looking for Sam that is" the demon grinned as he clicked "ignore" on Sam's phone and tossed the device on the seat next to him. "That guy can't leave his brother alone for 10 minutes without checking on him….if I were Sam I would give him a good….wait….I am Sam…… but maybe later I can give Dean a bit of a talking to. Right now….right now it's time to tie up some loose ends."
