Summary: Bryanna Blake is a young (21) girl living in Spring Valley, North Dakota. When a very angry spirit invades the small town the Winchester brothers come to investigate.
WARNING: This is my first Supernatural fanfic and I can't guarantee that it'll follow the show 100%, this starts sometime after "Phantom Traveler" and before "Bloody Mary" (season 1)
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"So where to next Sammy?" Dean asked his brother as he got into his Impala.
"Got an anonymous phone call last night, guy said something about women going missing in a town in North Dakota," Sam answered.
"And how does that relate to us? Missing women could equal serial killer or could just be unhappy housewives."
"Yes, but two months ago five women disappeared on consecutive nights. About a month ago their bodies started showing up. Last week another girl was attacked, she lived, said something about a cloaked figure with glowing eyes."
Dean studied his brother for a moment, "All right, North Dakota here we come."
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Spring Valley, North Dakota
"Mr. Jenkins I think you'd better get out of here before your wife comes asking where you've been for the past three hours," Bryanna Blake told a customer sitting on the bar stool in front of you. "She might start suspectin' something."
"Ah she knows she's the only one for me." Mr. Jenkins told her, taking a swig of his beer. "Yeah, I should get going, she likes watching the late news with me."
Bryanna smiled warmly at him as he got up, "I'm sure you'll both be excited to here about the many interesting things that happened in our fine town today."
"Hopin' for some huntin' weather," he told her as he walked out the door.
"I see," Bryanna said as she started wiping down the countertop when the bar's door chimed.
Dean and Sam walked in surveying the place before walking up to a short, portly man cleaning glasses behind the countertop.
"Hi I'm Dean and this is Sam, we got a call from a man 'bout two days ago saying there was something weird goin' on around here," Dean talked to the man.
"Yeah, I called you, 'bout time you showed," the man replied with a gruff voice. "But if you want to talk to someone talk to Bryanna, she's the one who told me to call you."
"Where is-"
"Brya! Get your ass out in front them two boys are here to see you!"
Sam and Dean winced when the man yelled, his volume ear-shattering.
A young girl with light brown hair pulled up into a loose pony came into view. She had light green eyes and had various scratches and bruises on her face, neck, and arms.
"Looks like we found the only survivor," Dean whispered to Sam.
"Hi, I'm Bryanna, but you can call me Brya," the girl smiled at the boys and shook each of their hands.
"I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean, so tell us about what's happening," Sam told her as they all sat down at a square table in a corner of the bar.
"Well, about two months ago women started disappearing. Now, you have to understand, Spring Valley is a small town and when people start disappearing it's pretty frightening, it just doesn't happen," Brya told them as she started into the story. "Anyway, over six days five women disappeared and there was chaos, we thought there was a serial killer. After a week of no disappearances people started calming down thinking, you know, that it was over. But then, 'bout a month after the disappearances, the bodies started showing up. Well…"
Brya stopped for a second and looked at the boys, "Parts of them did anyways. One day their hands would show up, the next their legs, and so on until six days later their heads came. They were all sent to the police station."
"Through the mail?" Sam asked, disgusted.
"Nope, someone just dropped 'em off on the front steps."
"When were you attacked?" Dean asked.
Brya sighed, "A week ago, I was closin' up the bar and something came in-"
"Something?" Dean asked, sharing a look with Sam.
Brya quickly nodded. "You should've seen it. I didn't see it's body, but I do remember it's eyes. They were yellow and they glowed like a neon sign. Freakiest thing I've ever seen. I didn't really think much of it at first, we get a lot of suspicious-looking people passing through. Whatever it was was dressed in a ratty black cloak. I was going to tell 'him' that we were closing when he just attacked me."
"How did you survive?"
"Good ol' Frank," Brya smiled as she waved over at the man watching the three of them like a hawk. "He was in the back cleaning when it came in, must've scared it off. I had Frank call because I knew something weird was going on."
"That leads me to my next question," Dean started as he leaned forward. "How did you get our number?"
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Tada! That's it for now. Sorry it's so short, I just had to start it out. Well, did you like it? Review! Or didn't you like it that much? Review anyway! Reviews make me more motivated to write!