The Unknown

by Bookshido

In the little town of Blue Ridge, Washington, Sam and Dean Winchester find themselves on a case that is a shock to them: they have no idea what it is or where to start looking. But when they stumble on a lead, it only creates more questions and even less answers.

1. Chapter 1

AN: So guys, this is Bookshido. I hate to put these up, but I need some advice from you guys. If you like this chapter, I would love to write more of this story. But I can't decide on who's point of view to tell the story from, Sam or Dean. So, read this chapter and tell me who you think should tell the story. I have tried to keep it fair with who's opinions are told in which parts so you can make a fair choice and I would love to hear your opinions.

Blue Ridge, Washington

United States

"Are you sure this is the place?" Sam Winchester asked for the sixth time that evening as they drove up a small tree-lined path that cut through a thick forest.

Dean Winchester, his older brother, gritted his teeth in frustration at having to reply to his brother's question yet again. "Yes, Sam, we're almost there. The farmer said two miles up the thin road until we see a small lake. Then take the left fork and keep going."

"I know, I just want to make sure that you know where we're headed," Sam said, raising his hands in mock surrender. He grinned down at the map and then looked back out over the hood of the Impala

The two brothers had spent a good part of the past three days just trying to get the locals to tell them more about a local woman who had been the only eye witness to three different murders. All of them were just about the same. Dean could list the factors out easily:

1. The same local woman (Who the police refused to tell them the name of) had been at the scenes of the crime.

2. All of the guys had been at least six feet tall with dark hair and light eyes.

3. All of the victims had been killed with deep claw marks down their backs, but the scratches hadn't killed them.

4. The bite to the back of the neck did.

So, it seemed like they were onto something strange in this sleepy town in Washington with only a population of 154. Until they got there.

For one thing, the local cop wasn't someone who they could pull the wool over on. He had obviously been hankering for a case like this since he had been moved to Blue Ridge and was all too happy to see two federal agents walk into his station.