I wrote this one a long time ago before Supernatural even aired. I had written it for another show but thought it might also work as a Supernatural story. So I changed the names and a few other things. Not sure if anyone will like it but here goes…...
Deadly Harvest
The summer had brought brutal heat to the city of Port Richmond a small town near Los Angeles and everyone was looking forward to the cooler temperatures of October. But with the slightly cooling temperatures came a horror that would leave most of the population hiding behind locked doors. Disemboweled bodies were turning up in and around the small town. The bodies had been drained of blood and most of their internal organs had been removed. Rumors began circulating throughout the city….Aliens? Vampires? Satanic cult? No one knew. The public had even given the killer a name, The Night Ripper, which the police were now also calling him. To make matters worse it was almost Halloween and Halloween always seemed to bring out the weirdoes. The people who weren't hiding behind locked doors were running around the town already in costumes going to early Halloween parties. Even with the warnings appearing everyday in the paper and on TV the parties still continued. The small police department was already worn out from checking out any lead that came to them.
During the night another body had turned up. A man of about twenty had been discovered in one of the alleys. His glazed unseeing eyes stared out of the shell that had once been his body. Most of his internal organs had been removed and two holes in the side of his neck indicated where the body had more then likely been drained of blood. Most of the town's police force stood in the alley, including Dean and Sam who said they had been sent in by the LAPD to see if they could help. Their fake police IDs hung around their necks on long chains.
"This is some sick stuff." Sam said to no one in particular as he looked at the gutted body.
"Any match with the Missing Persons Unit?" Dean asked the detective standing next to him.
"They think he's Edward Wallace, his girlfriend reported him missing two days ago and he resembles the picture she gave us. We won't know for sure till his prints come back."
"Eddie Wallace…." Sam repeated the name softly, a strange look on his face.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked
"I think I knew him….well, I think I knew his brother Jason. He was at Stanford with me; he had a brother Eddie who would have been about twenty by now."
The detective looked over at Sam.
"Do you want to do the notification of the next of kin once the identification is verified?"
"No…um….I'm not good at that."
"It would be better coming from you then from a stranger." The detective said before wandering over to the small crowd that had gathered.
"He's right Sam." Dean didn't understand why Sam wouldn't want to talk to the man, especially if it would help their case.
"Jason and I aren't really that close."
"He was a friend wasn't he?" Dean asked.
"Not really…. He was…. well he was…."
"What?"
"Well he was kind of jealous of me."
"Jealous of you?" Dean grinned. "This I got to hear."
"There was this girl…." Sam started to explain.
"I figured a girl was involved." Dean smiled as he crossed his arms in front of him and leaned back against a wall waiting to hear the rest of it.
"It was before I met Jessica. …. Jason was kind of a loner, no one really liked him…. I felt sorry for him so I used to take him out to the clubs with me once in awhile."
"Get to the part about the girl…."
"There was this girl he liked….but she liked me, end of story."
"Is he still in college?"
"No, he didn't make it through his first year…..he flunked out….He had a little bit of a behavioral problem… plus he was a little bit psycho."
"What do you mean?"
"He kind of got off on pain."
"Pain?"
"Not his, someone else's. I used to see him playing football and if someone got hurt he'd have the biggest smile on his face like he was enjoying the person's pain a little too much….even one of his own teammates. He's a jerk and I really don't care if I ever see him again."
"Sam it's been a few years maybe he's changed and maybe he can tell us where his brother was last night….. Besides you owe him, you stole his girlfriend."
"I didn't steal his girlfriend Dean, she was never his."
"Sam he might know something, something we could use to track who ever is doing this down."
Sam thought for a few seconds.
"Okay… if it turns out it is his brother I'll do the notification." He knew Dean was right. Jason might know where his brother was going last night or who he might have been with.
Jason's house
Once positive identification was verified they were given Jason's address and they headed out to his home.
Wallace lived on the outskirts of Port Richmond down a dimly lit rural road. When they arrived they noticed the house was badly in need of repair, plus debris littered the area making it hard to reach the front door. They just started to slowly and carefully make their way toward the house being careful not to trip over anything when Sam noticed a movement to his right which caused him to stop in his tracks.
"Dean don't move." He whispered as he put up his hand stopping Dean from going any further.
TBC