Thanks for reading. Any and all comments are welcome and appreciated. This one is my personal favorite (My baby if you will-ha ha he he). I write my fics on my 15 minute work breaks just for giggles (that's about all the giggle I can get at work). I hope you enjoy them as much as I do writing them.
Exit Light
A small spattering of the flickering neon light splashed over Dean's face. It was the only source of illumination in the room. The random flickering only covered a quarter of his chiseled face with a scarlet glow. The rest of him was embraced by the darkness inside the abandon apartment complex. His body tightly crouched against the cool bricks that flanked a shattered window. He was wired with anticipation like an owl waiting to feast upon its unsuspecting prey. Below the lack of foot traffic created a peculiar stillness and silence. Occasionally, a siren or a stray dog would resonant in the distance reassuring Dean that the silence was merely tranquility before a tempest. His hand grappled the weapon at his side. He flexed each finger in a waving tap upon the weapon's hilt. A petrichor scent lingered from the recent downpour.
Below the sound of the fire escape ladder extending skittered up the expanse to Dean's awaiting ears. Even though it was ten stories below his current position, he knew it would not take long before the target arrived. Dean flicked his head in a hasty nod across the room to Sam. Sam countered in kind and inhaled a deep breath to prepare for battle.
Crawling through the empty window near Dean's position, a tall strapping man entered his lair. Quickly straightening himself, the man brushed away the stray paint chips from the forgotten window frame. Seizing the opportunity, Dean pounced upon the man's brawny shoulders and grasped tightly. Dean bellowed, "Sam! Now!"
Sam's flare gun erupted and the flame spiraled towards Dean's captive. The man roared in rage that echoed in the emptiness. Flexing his body unnaturally and splintering into evaporating partials in Dean's grasping arms; the man left a void in his place. The flare continued onwards with Dean now in its path. Sam bolted towards his brother as if he had the power to move faster than the projectile.
Twisting and pivoting, Dean stopped the flare from hitting him square in the abdomen, but too late to keep the flame from charring his side. Before he had time to react to the minor injury, the man had reconstituted to his solid form. An army boot smashed into Dean's jaw sending him crashing to the floor with a reverberating thud. The man's long, ebony hair flipped as he turned his attention to Sam. The man's dark amber eyes filled with glee as he slammed a fist into Sam's face. Sam crashed back, but swung his long legs to swipe the man's feet from under him. The man started to plunge, but quickly returned to his powdery gold dust form. The dust swirled towards the apartment door in an attempt to absquatulate. Returning once more to concrete form, the man smiled broadly at Sam. Then he quickly bounded uncannily up the hallway stairs leading to the upper floors.
Pushing himself up with his palms, Dean winched and popped his jaw. Frustration filled him into his supreme hunting mode. "Son of a Bitch!" Dean uttered as he extended his hand to upright Sam. Sam's lower lip dripped a small trickle of blood, but he nodded to indicate he was fine. The interaction only last a second, but the brothers had learned each others subtle insinuations during their many battles. "We'll that evaporation crap wasn't in any legend. WAS It Sammy?!" Dean patted Sam's back fondly and without further words, they scurried up the stairs to put an end to this evil fiend.
Sam and Dean raced up the stairs until they reached the roof access door. Dean ruthlessly kicked the door and it swung widely open. Exiting the stairwell, Dean took lead with his flare gun drawn and ready. Sam quickly followed right behind Dean's heels. They could not find a visual on their prey. The roof expanse was an abyss of nothingness Dean and Sam inched further upon the wet, gravel packed roof. Suddenly, the man's form remerged and crashed a boot into the side of Sam's head.
Hurdling over the roofs edge, Sam screamed "DEAN!" His brother named echoed in the sound void as his body started its descent.
Dean's eyes widened in shock as he roared "Sammy!"