Dean lounged on the tacky motel bed, sharpening a pinewood stake. They'd just used their last one on a vampire hunt, and were currently recuperating from the ordeal. He was using Ruby's knife, as that was the only knife they had at the time. Sam tittered away on his laptop, checking the news. One article caught his eye. It read a little like this:

JUSTICE MINISTER CLAIMES TO HAVE BEEN CONTROLLED
Today, the Justice Minister claims to have been controlled by a mysterious force he refers to as "the manipulator."

Sam chewed on his lip. "Hey Dean?" He clicked on the article giving it a quick read through.

Dean looked up, bored with stake sharpening. "Yeah Sammy, what's up?"

Sam frowned, shaking his head a little. "We've got a live one."

Dean groaned and sat up. "Already? Geez Sam, can you give a guy a break?" He walked over and looked over Sam's shoulder.

Sam scrolled down the article, summarizing it. "Basically, it says that this man, this Justice Minister, claims to have been forcefully controlled into signing a man's execution. Calls the thing that possessed him 'the manipulator.'"

Dean pulled a chair up. "Manipulator eh? So what do you think we're dealing with? Ghost? Demon? Poltergeist?"

Sam shrugged. "I don't know. Article says here that it's in the town of Oopa Creek, in southern California.

Dean frowned, but inside he was smiling. "Alright, that's not far." He stood up and picked up Ruby's knife. "Let's go."


Hello everyone. I got this idea because I was bored. Um, feel free to tell me my Supernatural terminology is wrong. Seriously guys, I don't remember all of that stuff. I can't remember half of it.