Hello. First Time writing a Supernatural Fanficiton. This contains an OMC of mine. Please excuse my out of characterness that I portray the characters in as it is difficult for me to write other people's creations. I do not own anything except my OC.
Rated M for violence, language, self harm, sex (possibly), gay themes (if that isn't your cup of tea leave.) and other thing that come to mind.
Enjoy.
The dark woods at the edge of the road stared at Sam as he crouched on the couch of the old hotel. His father and Dean were off hunting and he was here alone. He glanced down at his ankle, the flesh torn and broken, bandages wrapped cruedly around it. Sam glanced back at the dead woods. It was dark and the only light that showed him the woods was the steetlamp. The lamp flickered and he spotted someone small huddled in the pool of light. Sam shot up in his seat and glancing back to make sure that the person was still below the streetlamp grabbed a knife and a jacket. He wasn't sure if that was a monster or a human but it didn't hurt to be careful.
He cut through the parkinglot past the quiet cars and the few people who were still up at the hour. The person was still huddled beneath the lamp. They were small with dead looking black hair.
"Hey." Sam said softly and held his hands up infront of him. The person raised its head and Sam took a step back. Pitch-black orbs regarded his brown ones. Then the demon, because that is what it is, lowered its head and stayed curled up. Sam raised the knife,
"Why?"
The voice was garbled slightly, smooth yet mechanical. Sam lowered the knife.
"Why what?" He asked still tense in case the demon tried to lunge at him.
"Why are you going to send me back to hell?" The demon asked, wrapping its covered hands around it's hunched up knees.
"You're a demon." Sam said, not understanding why the demon was asking him anything.
"You're a human."
The demon seemed to be rolling its eyes, it made the motions exaggerated, "Way to state the obvious." The demon muttered.
It uncurled. The host was a boy no older than Sam. The boy was thin almost unnaturally so, he was wearing a heavy snow coat and filthy jeans with ripped knees and a pair of boots.
"Demons are monsters."Sam said and took a step back when the demon faced him.
"You kill hosts. Doesn't that make you a monster too? I'm doing what I was made to do and you're doing the same." The demon tilted his head and blinked at him, "Doesn't that seem a bit redundant?"
"Yes but that's not the point!" He cried out and swiped at the demon with the knife. The demon winced as the blade sliced into skin.
"Why aren't you fighting back?" Sam asked lowering the knife. The demon glanced to the side and then reached forwards. He grabbed Sam by the collar and pulled him close. Sam froze when he heard the sound of a car pass where he had been.
"We are standing in the road." The demon said dryly. Sam didn't know what to say, the demon wasn't fighting him and had just saved his life.
"I saved your life because you're an idiot." The demon muttered, "Now little hunter boy I'm going to let go of you. Will you attack my host again?"
"I don't know." Sam answered honestly, not really sure of anything. The demon released him and Sam stepped back wincing as his ankle shreeked with pain. The demon shrugged and grabbed Sam's arm. He pulled the protesting boy back to the hotel and sat him down on one of the plastic seats right outside.
"Let me see." The demon muttered rolling up Sam's pant leg. He glanced over the wound and then up at Sam,
"Who bandaged this?" He asked sharply.
"My brother." Sam answered glancing down at the boy who was holding his ankle in too cold fingers. He winced when those fingers brushed over the bandages.
"I'm going to have to rewrap this. Do you have any spare bandages?" The demon asked and Sam mutely pointed to the hotel room.
"Wait there is a salt line!" Sam cried but the demon stepped over the salt and into the room. Sam stared after the kid. He had just bypassed a salt line.
"Now will you sit still?" The boy asked, reappearing with a roll of bandages, a water bottle, and a pair of scissors.
"Yes." Sam said, he was curious about the not-demon. How could this boy be a demon if he's bypassing several demon rules?
The demon crouched down and unbandaged the wound. Sam bit his lip as skin came away with the wrappings. The demon glanced over the wound and the up at Sam.
"Bite this." The demon offered a hand. Sam glanced at him,
"I'm going to pour water on the wound, do you want to scream?" The demon explained rolling its non-existant eyes again. Sam caught sight of the sharpened teeth the demon bore.
"Ready?" The demon asked as Sam prepared to bite down. The demon tilted the water over the wound and Sam bit harshly, drawing blood. He spat the blood out and wiped his mouth.
"Okay?" The demon asked as he dried, cleaned again, dried, and rewraped the wound.
"I'm Ian I think." The demon said pointing at itself with its hand. Sam noticed the careful bandages on the demon's hands. Ah, he thought, that's how it knew how to bandage my ankle.
"I'm also male." The demon said shrugging, "So who are you?"
"Sam." Sam said as the demon unrolled the pant leg. Ian patted the pant leg and then rose to his feet in one swift move.
"See you then. Becareful with that leg." Ian said waving as he raced across the road and into the woods on the otherside. Sam glanced down at his ankle and noticed a small pool of blood where the demon had been crouching.
Sam lay in bed listening to his brother sleep and his dad's low breathing from the corner of the room. He turned over and stared out the window. There in the treeline was a small figure wearing a too big jacket. It had its hand's in its jacket pockets and seemed to be waiting for someone. Ian, his mind suplied but he pushed it away.
The figure turned and he could make out the boy's face and dark black eyes. A razor smile split the boy's face and then he turned and disspeared again into the woods.
That's the end of the Intro. There is going to be a time skip. Ian is a demon but not something anyone is familiar with. :). Please comment. I need more ideas for where this is going. Thank you.
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