Hello! We are the duo of Mischief and Mayhem. We are new to the Fanfiction world and would like to see what you think of our work. We take turns writing the chapters. One of us (Mayhem) has good grammar and the other (Mischief) just writes. So that is just a warning. We hope you like our story

*And do note that this story doesn't go with the story line of Super Natural at any point of the show

(we don't own these characters)

It was just another case.

People where disappearing in a small town in Maine. People would go missing and there is a pestilence going around killing children. Dean and Sam ride into town not too long after reading this news, and finding that it might be right up their ally. It was the middle of the night when Sam finally thought he found the source of the illnesses that was going around to children. Dean was lying on the bed in the cheap crappy hotel room trying to clean out his guns.

"I think I found it," Sam said to the air.

Dean didn't look up, "So is it some type of demon that feeds off children or something and is eating people or what?"

Sam shook his head turning seeing Dean cleaning his gun, "I called Bobby and he said it was the dagger of the Gemini Twins. Castor and Polydeuces. Zeus apparently sent Polydeuces away into the stars when he was causing plagues on children and people he would stab. He came back to Earth posing as his brother Castor, so Zeus then trapped the both of them in the stars so they wouldn't get mixed up and cause trouble."
Dean looked up with a annoyed face, "So what," he said, "They're back, to kill little kids?"

"Well, it looks like a demon or something got their hands on the dagger since the sky isn't falling. From what we have so far it looks like they are hiding out in a old home out on 6th and Handson."

Dean loaded his gun and picked up his duffle, "Let's go get these sons of bitches."

Dean drove the Impala up to an old house that was dark. Dean pulled up along the side of the house and stopped the engine. "These bastards have a serious problem if they like stabbing children." He got out of the car with a shot gun in his hand and Ruby's demon killing dagger was in Sam's hand. Dean kicked open the door to the house with a shot gun in his hands with Sam close in tow. There was a dim light that was down the hall, "Looks like someone is home." Sam whispered.

Foot steps were coming from above them on the second floor of the house, "I'm gonna go up and see who's there." Sam headed up the stairs with a flashlight in hand and a gun with Ruby's dagger in his belt.

Dean walked towards the light and saw the a black haired girl crying at a table that could be found in a kitchen. She looked back at him with tearful eyes.

"Cristo." Dean said, the girl gave a shutter jumping back from him.

She tilted her head as her eyes flashed black at him, "Oh it's the famous Dean Winchester." She smiled at him grabbing a old stake knife off of the counter of the kitchen, "Your a lot prettier then I was told. Can I have your autograph?"

Dean held his gun up to her chest, "I would be happy to carve it into your demon ass when I'm done sending you back to hell."

She smiled, "Aww, too bad." Her voice was hummed, "How sweet. Well sorry Dean but we're not ready to go just yet." She jumped at him with the knife dodging his shots he took. Then two more demons jumped from behind Dean. Dean fought, throwing Holy water and salt around him. He felt a sharp heat rip into his shoulder as he fought. It hurt like hell. Heat started to spread through Dean as his movements started to slow and weaken and he started to fall. Panted breath came up to his lungs as he tried to fight off the three that hit at him.

Sam then came charging into the room, he slashed one's neck, stabbed one demon in the chest, and the last one; the one with black hair, in the neck. She fell to the floor with a shock.

Sam rushed to Dean who was on his knees. He still had a dagger in his shoulder. He went over and looked down at Dean who seemed to be seething. "Come on Dean. I found the Gemini dagger. The demons upstairs tried to hid it." Sam pulled Dean's arm pulling him up as he seemed to flop like a rag doll. "You've had worse then a blade to the back." Dean seemed to snap out of it but his mind felt hazy.

"Yeah sorry." His body felt like a million pounds as he started to trudge and stumbled and Sam caught him and dragged him to he car sort of carrying him. He put him into the back seat as he struggled to keep his eyes open, "It's hot." Dean's voice was soft and horse, "Sammy, it's hot. And my back hurts."

Sam got into the front and turned on the car, "Yeah, that tends to happen when you have a knife in your back. Just don't move so much."

"Bitch." Dean mumbled with his face in the back seat as he lay face down in the seats.

"Jerk." Sam said back at him.

Sam drove the car back to the motel as Dean just moaned from the siring pain that raged through him as sleep started to tug at his eyes.

Sam pulled up to the parking lot and stopped. He got out of the car and then was working on getting Dean out of the car. Dean was totally passed out by this point. His skin was sticky and hot. Dean whimpered, but Dean does not whimper. Holding Dean under the arms and around his waist, Sam trekked to their door. Opened it and put Dean down on the bed. Sam grabbed his medical kit and started to take the dagger out of Dean's back and stitching it. Cleaning up the blood he found felt how hot, sticky, and clammy Dean was. He must just need some sleep, Sam thought.

It was three in the morning when Sam woke up to the sound of Dean's screams of pain. He saw Dean thrashing in the bed and his face crinkling as he roared out.

"Dean," Sam went over and shook his good shoulder, "Dude wake up."

Dean just shook, "Dean come on it's just a dream. Wake up." Sam felt his skin, now it was to hot for anyone to stand. He felt like a heater with his hair matted to his face and sweat drenching the sheets. Blood started to seep through his wound on his back since it looked like he ripped some stiches. Sam ran out to the bathroom, turned on the bath tub and started to fill it with cold water. He left the room and got as may buckets of ice as he could and dumped them in the bath. He made a quick stich while holding Dean down as he thrashed. When that was done he lifted his brother to the bathroom and set him in the ice water. Dean gave a shiver as the ice clung to his warm heat.

Sam walked out and grabbed his phone and the dagger that he pulled out of Dean and walked back to bathroom. He dialed his phone, "Bobby," Sam said into the phone, "We have a problem."

"You had better have a good problem for damn three in the morning." Bobby barked into the phone.

Sam looked down at Dean who was soaking into the ice bath, "It's Dean."

Bobby gave a sigh over he phone, "What did he do now?"

"We found the Gemini Blade," Sam said, "But I guess I got it wrong. It looks like Dean got stabbed with it and is getting sick with a fever."

"Idjts." Bobby breathed into the phone, "You better get your asses here before he dies again."

Sam hung up and looked down at the shivering body that was Dean, then looked at the dagger. Something looked off about Dean, well in this case of him whimpering and shivering in a ice bath, everything looked off.

Well we hope you like our story so far and keep reading. Please tell us what you think.

-Mischief

-Mayhem-