-1 Disclaimer: I do not in any way shape or form own the Supernatural show, or rights to the actual script etc. However, I own the story sequence being told, it is original and researched, as well as the OC who will be appearing within the story. Enjoy.
The sounds of a party drifted through the air like a loud ghost through a suburb in Bellevue, Nebraska. The town was just a shadow compared to the city of Omaha a mere fifteen minutes away. In the housing edition called Oakhurst located off of 25th Street and Highway 370, a summer party was taking place in celebration of the end of the first year of college. Laughter and music became louder as the door to the house opened and an intoxicated couple stumbled out.
The couple slowly made their way down the street of Bar Harbor Drive towards the forest, slurring and falling all over themselves with a single thing on their minds at three in the morning. The girl was a blonde haired beauty who giggled and smiled as the guy who was built like a football player ran his hands over her body as they staggered towards the woods. She trotted ahead playing hard to get, dancing out of his reach. They had walked into the dark woods at this point. The guy was eager and ready to stop dilly dallying around, and grabbed the girl, backing her up against a tree. He leaned in close, taking her face in once hand to tilt her head up to meet his lips, his other hand exploring her curvatious body greedily. Lust took over the two as body heat flared and the sound heavy breathing became more audible.
Meanwhile, lurking in the deep eerie shadows of the forest was a cloaked figure hidden only by the darkness that surrounded them. Even the pale moonlight of the full moon above didn't shed a single ray upon the figure. The couple did not notice the dark thing who stood only a few feet away; if they had been sober they would have been able to sense the evil emanating from it in waves. The figure pulled out a single red idol candle in the shape of a man who was half goat, with a female chest, and horns, and proceeded to light the candle and place it upon the ground two feet away from the couple. The figure then took out a black candle, the same as the red, and lit that too, placing it upon the ground. It made no sound as it completed the tasks that were bestowed upon it that night of all nights of the first full moon.
Chanting could be heard in the Latin language louder and louder as the couple neared climax. Moans became screams while the candles were blown out by a strange fog that rolled in from the east and as the figure descended upon them. The woods filled with a horrific ear splitting scream, and then silence fell over the area.