Author's note: Hi, this is my first story and it just sort of came to me. I'd really appreciate constructive critisism of any kind and general advice on how to make it better! It is set in season 1 and is kind of AU in the fact that the Winchesters visit Bobby regularly throughout the season.

Chapter one - The summoning book

A lazy smile crossed Bobby's face whilst he slept, as he dreamed of the simple days, the days where his job was simply selling car parts for a living. The days which were long gone. In the room opposite Bobby's slept Dean in the top bunk and Sam in the bottom. After a hard week of hunting the Winchesters decided to travel to the junk yard for a few days of needed rest. Dean was thankful for this opportunity as life on the road could get very tiring very quickly, and driving the Impala for long periods of time sometimes took it's toll on the hunter.

More than that, he was happy that they were at Bobby's because he wanted Sam to have a little bit of time away from hunting. Ever since Jess had died Sam was hell bent on finding their father to find the yellow eyed demon and seek revenge. But it was killing him. Sam was dying inside and it broke Dean's heart to see his younger brother in such a way. The thing that frustrated Dean the most was that he could barely do anything to distract Sam from his mission, or from the mental images of Jess hanging up against the ceiling. Sam had to deal with it in his own way. The only problem was that Dean did not like Sam's way of dealing with things...

Bobby's house seemed to be in a state of rest and peace too. Everything seemed to remain deadly silent as if the slightest sound would send the atmosphere into a spiral of confusion. It was as if everything was normal.

"BOBBY SINGER!" A loud, demanding voice ripped through the silence and tore it into shreds, like a tornado which seeps into a town hell bent on destroying everything in it's path. Followed by the voice was a hard pounding sound against the door. Neither Bobby or the Winchesters were fazed though as they were all in a deep sleep. A few seconds later, every hope of silence withered when a large brick smashed through the window of the front door.

This time, the noise was loud enough to jolt Sam out of his dreams. His eyes snapped open, alive and aware, as he slowly sat up in his bed, slightly hunched because of the bunk bed above of him. He paused to listen carefully, just in case he was imagining it. But he knew he wasn't imagining it when he heard footsteps downstairs. "Dean," He began as he got out of bed and rushed towards the gun that was left on the desk near the bed. "Dean," Sam stated much louder, as he lent over and flickered the light switch on.

Dean's eyes moved under his eyelids and he let out a small grunt. "What?" He complained, his voice tired. "Dude, turn off the light!"

"There's somebody downstairs..." Sam trailed off.

"It's probably just Bobby or something." The oldest Winchester dismissed his brother's comment as he began to turn around in the opposite direction.

Sam raised his eyebrow. "So, you're telling me that Bobby smashed his own window?" His question caused Dean to fully open his eyes and to turn back into his direction.

"What?" When Dean noticed the gun that was in his brother's hand he sat up and began to rub his eyes awake. If Sam had armed himself then there was obviously something going on.

"It sounded like forced entry dude. Somebody is downstairs, and it isn't Bobby... listen."

The two Winchesters suddenly became silent and listened out for any noise. They were greeted with the sound of a racket downstairs, which caused Dean to raise his eyebrow in a similar manner which his brother had previously. "Come on, let's go see what the hell is making so much noise..."

Five minutes later the door of the spare bedroom opened very cautiously and the Winchesters snuck out of it. The racket downstairs had gotten much, much louder and the two hunters were determined to know what exactly was making the noise that had woken them up. As Sam and Dean stepped out on to the hallway, Bobby's door also crept open to reveal the hunter with a sour look on his face, with a gun in his hands.

"It woke you up too, huh?" He whispered suspiciously as he glanced to and from the Winchesters and the stairs. Whatever had broken into his house was going to get it.

Dean nodded. "And what the hell could have gotten past your anti-supernatural-creature security trap?" He questioned, confused.

Bobby shrugged but then cocked his gun, ready for whatever was down there. "I have no idea, but I know one thing for sure... it's not getting away with breaking into my house." With that, he stormed ahead of the Winchesters and headed straight down his stairs. "Who the hell is in my house?" He called out, his voice firm.

Sam and Dean both glanced at each other as they followed him. "I guess he's decided to take the authoritive approach, huh?" Dean questioned.

However, he didn't need to. As soon as Bobby reached the bottom of the stairs, a figure emerged from his dark lounge which caused him to raise his gun higher.

"Woah, Bobby... I never thought you'd ever raise a gun to me." The figure stated, her voice amused.

Bobby raised his eyebrow as he flickered on his hallway light, he recognised her voice. His assumptions were only confirmed when he took in the sight of his intruder. "Scarlet?" He was startled. Not only was he surprised to see her again but he was shocked with how scared she looked. Although her voice was overflown with confidence, and she stood tall, Bobby could tell that something was wrong.

"Wait a minute Bobby," Sam began from two steps above Bobby, as he looked between both Bobby and Scarlet. "You know the person who broke into your house?"

Dean's eyes averted towards the smashed glass that was spread across the hallway floor, an eyebrow raised. "Wow, looks like your unexpected guest made quite a mess Bobby." Both of the Winchesters kept their guns in their hands, though they lowered them slightly when it was obvious that Bobby knew the young woman who had broken into his house.

Dean's statement caused Scarlet to glance towards the glass. "I'll pay for that." She stated quickly, though she then raised her eyebrow as she turned back towards Bobby. "But I did knock and shout your name loads of times."

"It's three in the morning!" Bobby pointed out. "What are you doing here Scarlet?"

Scarlet let a long sigh fall out of her mouth before reaching into her shoulder bag and pulling out an old binded book. "I came for this."

"You came for the summoning book?" Bobby exclaimed, finally letting his voice be heard, as he sat down onto the couch in his lounge. The Winchesters were still awake too. They wanted to go back to bed but curiosity got the better of them and they really wanted to find out who this woman was, why she broke into Bobby's house and what she had came for. "You broke into my house for the summoning book?" Bobby repeated, his voice firm.

Scarlet nodded and gripped it tightly in her hands. "Yes, I did. Let's not forget that it doesn't belong to your family Bobby." She glanced down at the book, as if she couldn't believe that she had found it again. "It belongs to mine."

Bobby shook his head in disbelief. "Scarlet, your dad gave it to me just before he died. He wanted me to look after it and keep it safe-"

"But I need it now Bobby. My ancestor wrote it so it belongs to me and..." Scarlet trailed off momentarily, pain written across her eyes. "Ebony." She cleared her throat and tried to ignore the crack in her voice when she said her name. "It's taken me months to find it and I'm not just about to let it go."

"Wait a minute," Dean made his and his brother's presences known as Scarlet and Bobby turned their attention to him. "What the hell is a summoning book?"

"It's the darkest, most evil, black magic book that has ever been written." Bobby shook his head as he said this, then he turned back to Scarlet.

"She's a witch?" Dean demanded, raising his gun high.

Scarlet let out a loud laugh. "Ha. I'm certainly not a witch, thank you very much."

"Then how do you expect to use the 'darkest, most evil, black magic book that has ever been written'?" Dean questioned, his eyebrow raised.

"I'll find a witch."

"Which is why I am not letting you take it Scarlet!" Bobby snapped. "If you go to a witch with that book then she would kill you on the spot to keep it for herself! Every single witch knows about this book and if any of them get a hold of it then this whole world would come crashing down! Do you not realise how cursed that thing is? I've had to keep it well hidden... Come to think of it, how did you even find it?"

Scarlet scoffed. "Please, I practically grew up here... I know where you kept all of the things that you wanted to keep hidden."

"Why do you need it?" Sam interuppted suddenly causing Scarlet to whip her head into his direction. "I mean, you've come so suddenly. What could be so important?"

She didn't say anything at first. Instead, she gripped the book tighter and took a deep breath. This was the Scarlet that Bobby was worried about. She usually kept her guard up high but now he could see it slowly crashing. "My sister." She stated, just above a whisper.

Bobby's eyes widened in disbelief as he put two and two together. "Scarlet, where is Ebony?" He couldn't believe that he hadn't thought of it earlier; Scarlet and Ebony were inseperable and Scarlet would never let her younger sister out of her sight. She was extremely protective. But Ebony wasn't there with them.

Scarlet glanced down at the book and then whipped her head back up towards Bobby. "She's been taken, okay?" She snapped, her voice filled with emotion. "Ebony has been taken, I wasn't careful enough... I let her run in there reckless and she's been taken."

"By what?" Dean asked, understanding Scarlet's pain. When they were younger, Sam got taken by a wendigo and Dean always blamed himself. Luckily they managed to find him but the wait almost killed Dean.

"Luna Vexheart."

"Shit." Bobby stated immediately. "What the hell were you doing hunting her Scarlet?"

"She killed our father!" Scarlet snapped angrily. "She killed him for this stupid book," She held up the leather binded book, frustrated. "And I'm not going to let her do the same to Ebony."

"You're not handing it over to her!" Bobby stood up from the couch and marched straight over to the chair which Scarlet was sitting on. "You can't hand it to her! She'd kill everyone and everything! Scarlet, this is a trap."

"No, it's not! That bitch has got my sister and I'm getting her back. Look at this Bobby," Scarlet dug one of her hands into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper, and then handed it straight over to Bobby.

Bobby didn't hesitate. He unfolded the paper and began to read what seemed to be a note.

Scarlet,
By the time you read this, I would have kidnapped your sister. It is funny, is it not? You have got something I have wanted for a long time and now I have finally got something that you want back. How about we make a bargain? I think you know what I want. Ring your sister's phone when you have got it. I mean it Scarlet, I am getting very impatient. If you do not give me the summoning book then I will send you a piece of your sister every day until there is nothing left but her soul.
Luna Vexheart.

After he had finished reading the letter, Bobby automatically screwed it up into a tight ball in a bid to try and control his anger. He practically helped Luke raise his girls and now Ebony had been taken by the same witch that had murdered him ten years before. Bobby had managed to keep the book safe but he was now indecisive about what to do. He knew he couldn't hand over the book, it would destroy the whole of humanity. However, Ebony was practically family and he would do anything to protect family.

"What are we supposed to do?" He questioned softly as he sat down on the edge of his coffee table.

Scarlet sighed. "You've read the letter. She wants the book."

"And should we really give her what she wants?"

"If it means saving my sister, then yes." Scarlet stated firmly.

"It's none of my business, but you cannot hand over that book." Dean pointed out, causing everyone to turn into his direction.

"Dean," Sam began. He knew that his brother was right but he also knew that Dean shouldn't of been giving his own opinion.

"You're right." Scarlet started, her eyes angry. "It's not any of your business."

Dean stood up from the couch and shook his head. "You don't understand. I am not letting you take that book out of here."

Scarlet silently placed the book into her bag and then also stood up, placing a hand on her hip. "I'm sorry Bobby, but who the hell is this?"

Before Bobby could answer, Dean did it himself. "I'm Dean and this is my younger brother Sam. Bobby's like a second father to us too. Look, I know that you want to save your sister... I would want the same thing if Sam was in her place but you cannot give that book to her. If this book is the real deal then it could be used to destroy us all. You'd be responsible for the deaths of billions."

"You don't think I understand that?" Scarlet yelled, her emotions now on complete edge. "I would never hand this book over in any other circumstances but there is no other way! My sister is alone and she's probably scared. Luna will kill her, don't underestimate that. This is the only way."

"What if there was another way?" Sam questioned, in deep thought, which caused Luna to glance over to him.

"There isn't. I've been thinking of all of the endless other options but none of them would outsmart Luna."

"What if you meet this witch and give her a fake book?"

"She'd be able to tell the difference even before she had it in her hands." Scarlet pointed out.

Sam shook his head. "No, I mean; What if you have the real book in your bag so that she can still feel it there and then hand her over a fake copy and we'll hide in some trees or something, armed with hex bags to keep us hidden. When she gives you back your sister we can shoot her with the colt. She'll be dead and you'll have both your sister and the book."

Dean raised his eyebrow. "How the hell did you come up with such a good idea?"

The younger Winchester shrugged earnestly. "I've watched a few action movies, here and there." He then turned to Scarlet and watched as she calculated the idea in her head. "What do you think?"

She glanced back at Sam and seemed to look much more relaxed than she had before. "It could actually work. But how are we going to make an exact duplicate?"

Bobby had thought the idea over and couldn't actually believe how good it was. It could save Ebony without destroying the rest of the world. "It would take me about four days but I have a friend up in Wisconsin who is a professional at making fake books. He'd be able to do it easy."

"Four days?" Scarlet echoed, her voice unsure. "Would Luna wait that long?"

"Not under normal circumstances. But she would if she thought she'd be getting the book." Bobby reasoned. "Now, can y ou give me the book?"

Scarlet reluctantly nodded as she pulled the old book out of her bag and placed it on to the coffee table beside Bobby. "This better work."

"D'you what?" Bobby questioned, letting a smile spread across his face. "I think that it might just work."

A light and eery hum echoed through the walls of the place of absolute darkness. Everything sat still and deadly. The hum intensified as it was adjoined by the sound of loud footsteps banging against a wooden floor. The sounds were driving her absolutely insane.

"Scarlet, where the hell are you?" She muttered to herself in despair, as if calling her sister's name would cause Scarlet to suddenly appear and take her back to safety. How could she be so reckless? How could she just walk straight into that witches trap?

Now she was locked in an old, filthy cell, surrounded by darkness. Ebony couldn't see a thing but she was certain that she didn't want to. Luna was their family's worst enemy, there was no doubt about that. But the thing that scared Ebony was the fact that their family were Luna's enemies too. They had something that she wanted, something that Ebony was a bargaining chip for, something that Ebony didn't want to be handed over.

But she knew Scarlet. Scarlet would hand it over, then everybody would be dead.

Luna didn't hesitate in letting Ebony know who was boss. The moment she kidnapped the younger sister, Luna used a strong and terrible force and attacked Ebony with it. She attacked her with it for hours. Ebony was so damaged by the suprise attack that she had only woken up a few hours before. She wasn't looking forward to when Luna came back to check in on her.

Ebony clutched on to her bruised stomach and let out a long sigh; She had really screwed up this time and, this time, her actions could cause the entire world to wither and die.

Hey, so that's the end of the first chapter! I've got a lot of new ideas for this story but I'd like to know whether or not it's worth continuing?