AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first ever fanfiction. Expect some things to be off, characters to be out of character, etc. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy this. This story is told from the OC's point of view, and sometimes switching into other's POVs.
October 3rd, 1991
9:32 am
Dean's POV
I woke Slither up from his nap. I told him we'd need to set sail to a new world, as we'd been living in a ruined hellhole for about 6 months. The planet we were on currently was filled with crimes, jerks, and plain lying assholes. I woke him up by screaming "WAKE UP SLITHER! WE NEED TO GET OUTTA HERE!" I had recently heard about executions and murders starting to rise, so immediately after Slither got up I persuaded him to pack up his stuff. I told him "Pack your bags, we're going someplace special.
-October 3rd, 1991
9:38 am
Slither's POV
God. I hate that bitch Dean. He jolts me up out of a nap and ssscreams at me to essscape this place? We were fine as is! He eventually persuaded me to pack my stuff, so I went down and got everything I owned into multiple bags. Outside was our airship. I wonder where we're going?
October 3rd, 1991
9:40 am
Dean's POV
I've already thrown Slither's bags into the airship's storage compartment. Luckily we have living quarters on the airship, so Slither can take that nap he wanted. I stepped outside, Slither following behind me. I climbed up a truss, Slither on my back. (He was a snake, of course. He did have hands however, I wonder how he got them?)
Once we got to the ship's deck, Slither immediately went into the living quarters, plugging his SNES in. He played on that for a while, and then I decided to come down and make breakfast.
END OF FIRST CHAPTER. I hope you enjoyed this, there will be more to come, and maybe some sequels?