Another clue that leads to another fucking clue; when will this end? when will I find him. I need to find my brother who knows what kind of danger he got himself into. The last clue I got was by a John Winchester, it was by a freak accident. He told me to take a drive to Rockford Illinois, I was to show at some asylum are you kidding me those places are creepy as shit. Of course like a good little sister, I make my way to the asylum.

As I pulled up to the of course abandoned asylum I noticed two sets of cars, obviously not together with how they were parked. "I must say who ever owns that car has some good taste" I admired the impala as I climbed the chain linked fence ignoring the 'Do Not Trespass' sign.

I walked up to the main entrance of the building and could hear chatter from within frantic chatter at that. "If we make it out of here alive, we are so breaking up" a girl demanded.

I could not help myself and snickered I mean who would bring someone on a date to this creepy place anyway. With a crow bar I jam it into the door and pry it open, it took more effort than needed; some evil shit is defiantly in this place. Great, of course you can't count on a hunter to just give you straight forward answers, my brother better be here or I swear to the heavens I am going to find that hunter and rip his bloody heart out myself. When I opened the door I heard a shot gun fire in my general directions, I throw my hands in the air, "DON'T SHOOT" I shouted.

"Who are you?" I could tell the girl was frightened but defiantly armed. I slowly stand up, still showing my hands, to prove I was harmless.

"I am just looking for my brother, he is suppose to be in here" I stated, I started to move furniture that was blockading the door; the girl ran outside, she tossed the shot gun at me.

"Here, he is inside down by the boiler room, I am getting the hell out of here" she darted towards the car which was not the impala with this lanky boy rushing after. Must have been the boyfriend she just swore to break up with.

I look down at the shot gun and then inside the creepy and I mean creepy abandoned asylum, "I really don't like this." With a deep breath I walked inside as the doors slammed behind me shut. "Oh because that does not make it any less creepy or anything" I grumbled. I made my way down towards the boiler room in the basement. I noticed how eerie quiet it was inside for being a supposedly haunted place and that girl freaked out of her mind.

Once I got close to the boiler room door, I heard shouting, "Do you have that much hate for your own brother that you would kill me? go ahead Sam pull the trigger!" there was silence, I decided to not wait for blood shed my brother could be in there somewhere. I break down the door, seeing a tall man crouched over another man choking him to do death. I swiftly moved and kicked the one on top off the other.

"Are you all right? Where are the others?" I asked him hoping he knew or that there truly was more, I swear if that hunter sent me in here to save some of his friends I will destroy that son of a bitch. I reached out my hand to him in kind gesture, which was turned away by a scowl as he got up on his own.

"Who the hell do you think you are? This is not some game and how dare you kick my brother!" he demanded as he dusted his dark leather jacket off. "Now if you don't mind I have a body to burn."

"Excuse me what?" I was freaked, he was going to burn a body, "how dare you I just saved your ass, it's not my fault you have crazy brother issues sweet heart I have those of my own. Now if YOU don't mind I have my brother to find are there any others?" I was getting furious I could feel my blood boiling, "I really don't care about any freaky things you want to do with a dead body"

"Wow lady, I don't know what you are doing here, but I can tell you this, besides my brother and I, all that's here are some pissed off ghosts" he found what looked like a hidden door and opened it. "Do me a favor watch over my brother, do not harm him just make sure nothing harms him" he walked into what looked like a hidden surgery room.

I looked down at the passed out man by my feet, he was gorgeous I must say, those defined jaw bone structure and the long dark brown; he looked so young and fragile yet strong. He was defiantly taller than the other one that went into the creepy room. I noticed it was taking a while, as I slowly peeked into the room, where the other man had gone. I forced myself not to make a sound, how was this possible, the man was being attacked by someone who looked already dead. The other man was struggling to reach something, my gaze followed his hand, he was trying to reach for his bag, as my eyes go past the bag and to the cabinet which had a dead body stuffed in it mummified. I could see what looked like salt poured all over it and there were wet spots all over the dead body, by the smell of it, the all so common lighter fluid. I pulled out a zippo from my jacket and made my decision, let's just hope this crazy shit actually works. I aimed the shot gun at the thing and shot, it disappeared, almost as if it was just a figment of my imagination. I ran up to the man and tried to help him up on his fight, "Light the corpse" he groaned I turned around and flicked my lighter and threw it on top of the corpse. Just as the thing re-appeared and defiantly not happy to see us. The body started to catch fire and I noticed the thing started to become solid and dusty as it hits the ground and in a sense shatters. I looked over at the man and offered my hand one more time.

"My name is Annabelle and you two are?" I looked at the other one who was just waking up.

"I am Dean and this is my brother Sam," he took my hand as I helped him up, "now answer me this why would you go looking for your brother in a place like this?"

"Well long story short someone told me to come here, and now he is a dead man and just does not know it because he lied. I found you two instead of my brother, he went missing about a month ago I have to find him" I looked away from either one of the brothers; he is not part of this world or any other.

"Who would send you here?" Dean was confused as his brows scrunched together which made his macho look somewhat adorable.

"Some ass hat of a hunter named John Winchester" I grumbled as I tossed the shot gun down, "now if you don't mind it was nice meeting you too, I must be off now."