SUPERNATURAL
GHOST TOWN
WRITTEN BY: MEMPHIS_HEAT123
DISCLAIMER: I am in no way connected to the shows, this story is for fun only.
SUMMARY: On Halloween, Dean and Sam travel to Haddonfield Illinois to investigate the legendary Michael Myers.
WARNING: A few curse words and violence.
NOTE: Set early in season one.
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Dean was sitting on the motel bed, eating candy. Sam was sitting at a small table, typing on his lap top. He was looking for their next hunt.
"Dude, that's like your second bag of candy today." Sam said.
"It's Halloween tomorrow." Dean defended himself. "On Halloween, it is tradition to eat chocolate eyeballs."
Sam rolled his eyes but did not comment, Dean smirked and unwrapped another chocolate eyeball.
"This looks like our type of thing." Sam said.
"What is it?" Dean wanted to know.
"According to this, Haddonfield Illinois has banned Halloween from being celebrated."
"Even the chocolate eyeballs?"
"Apparently so."
"Why"
"Michael Myers."
"Wow, that clears it right up." Dean said.
"Legend has it that on Halloween in 1978, six-year-old Michael Myers killed his oldest sister. He was sent to a mental hospital. He went through all kinds of therapy, but didn't respond to anything. He even quit talking, hasn't been heard uttering a word since then."
"And how is that our type of thing?" Dean wanted to know.
"Because fifteen years later, on Halloween, he escaped and went on a killing spree back in his hometown. He went after his younger sister, but she survived."
"Damn, I'm glad he's not related to us." Dean replied.
"You have no idea. He finally did manage to kill his younger sister several years later, on Halloween. In fact, he has killed his entire family. Along with dozens of other people. All on Halloween."
"Still not seeing anything supernatural about this." Dean said.
"According to legend, he can not die. He has been hanged, shot, set on fire, drowned, beaten, and a butt-load of other things. But he keeps coming back."
"Okay, that's odd. You think there's anything to the legend?"
"Not sure, but apparently the entire town does. A couple days before, the entire town shuts down. They even close the schools. Everyone either holes up in their homes, or leaves town. Nothing is opened."
"How far is Haddonfield?"
"We could make it there by morning." Sam said.
"Just in time for Halloween."
"Yep."
"Let's check it out. I need to make a stop before we leave town, I'm out of candy."
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A few hours later, Dean was driving down a lonely stretch of highway, Sam was sitting in the passenger seat talking to Bobby on the phone.
"Okay, thanks Bobby." Sam said, hanging up the phone.
"What'd Bobby say?" Dean asked.
"There's definitely something to this." Sam replied. "Bobby said that a couple of hunters told him last year that they were going to check out Haddonfield, neither one has been seen since."
"Did he know what this thing is?"
"No, but he's looking into it."
"You might as well get some sleep." Dean said. "I'll wake you in a few hours to take over driving so I can sleep. We want to be well rested just in case this Myers character is real."
"Good idea." Sam replied, as he reclined his seat and got comfortable.
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Sam pulled to a stop at a small gas station and convenience store. The sudden stop woke up his slumbering brother, who yawned and looked around.
"Where are we?" Dean asked.
"About fifteen miles from Haddonfield." Sam said. "I just stopped for gas."
"Go on and pump." Dean said, as he opened his door and climbed out. "I need to hit the head and pick up some more supplies."
"Dude, enough with the candy." Sam rolled his eyes.
"Just pump the gas." Dean said, as he walked away from the pumps and towards the store. "Want anything?"
"A bottle of water." Was the younger brother's reply.
Dean walked into the store, but did not see anyone. There was a door behind the counter leading to another room, he figured the clerk was back there. He went to grab some bottles of water, but stopped in his tracks halfway there. There was a dead body laying in the aisle. The man was covered in blood and had a knife stuck out of the top of his head.
Dean quickly pulled out his gun, which he had in the waist band of his jeans, and surveyed the store. He slowly made his way to the counter, constantly scanning the room for any signs of danger.
Dean walked behind the counter and found another dead body; this one was a young woman. She was also covered in blood and her neck was turned at an odd angle. Dean walked past the dead woman and walked into the back room, but it was empty.
Still holding the gun, Dean hurried back outside and to the Impala. Sam was leaning up against the car.
"What's wrong?" He asked, eying the gun. The younger brother quickly drew his own gun.
"Two dead bodies inside." Dean said.
"Robbery?" Sam asked.
"Don't think so, the register was still closed." He nodded towards a small shed a few yards from the store. "Let's check it out."
Sam nodded and followed Dean over to the shed. The door was opened, and no one was inside.
"Come on." Dean said. "let's head on into town."
The two brothers turned around, and quickly aimed their guns at the figure standing in front of them. He was just a little shorter then Sam and a little taller then Dean, with broad shoulders. The man was wearing a pair of dirty blue work overalls and was wearing a white mask with dark hair.
"Nice Halloween costume." Dean said. "Take off the mask."
The man took a step closer to the two brothers and they both cocked their guns.
"One more step and we fill you full of holes." Dean said, his voice hard.
The masked man took another step and both brothers shot him in the chest. To their surprise, the man just looked down at the twin bullet holes, then took another step towards them.
"Bullet proof vest?" Sam asked his brother.
Dean reply was to shoot the man right between the eyes. But it had no effect on the man, he just reached one hand out and grabbed Dean by the throat.
"I think we found Myers." Dean gasped, as the air was choked out of him.
Sam empted his gun into Myers's chest, but the man did not loosen his grip on Dean. Sam could see his brother's face turning slightly bluish.
Sam dropped the useless gun and grabbed Myers around his shoulders, pulling him away from Dean. Dean felt the pressure on his throat let up and he sunk to his knees gasping in deep breaths of air.
Myers reached around and grabbed Sam's arm, yanking him off of him and tossing him to the ground. Dean lowered his head and rammed into Myers, forcing them both to the ground. Dean punched him in the face a couple of times, but then Myer's caught his fist in his hand and squeezed.
Dean couldn't stop the shout of pain, as his fist felt as if it were being crushed. Myers stood up, forcing Dean to also stand.
"Michael!" Sam shouted.
Myers turned towards him, and Sam punched him hard in the face. Myers released Dean's fist and grabbed Sam's shirt front, then he picked the tall man up off of his feet with one hand and threw him to the ground.
Dean grabbed a two by four that was leaning against the shed and slammed it as hard as he could across the back of Myers's shoulders. The wood broke, but Myers only took one step forward. Then he turned towards Dean.
"What are you?" Dean asked.
Myers reached for Dean's throat once more, but Sam stepped up behind him and wrapped an arm around his neck. Dean stepped forward and started punching Myers as hard as he could. He could feel the skin peeling from his fists and the blood leaking from the cuts, but he continued to hit.
Sam used one of his long legs and swept Myers feet from under him, causing the man to fall to his knees. Sam let go and kicked him in the back, causing Myers to fall to the ground. Then Dean and Sam both started kicking him as hard as they could, and continued to kick him until the man stopped moving.
"Damnit." Dean said breathlessly.
"Is he dead?" Sam asked, also breathlessly.
"Watch him." Dean said, as he knelt beside the fallen man and checked his pulse. After a few moments he stood up. "Yeah."
"What the hell was he?" Sam wanted to know.
"Not a clue." Dean said. "Come on, we need shovels."
Sam nodded, then followed Dean to the trunk of the Impala. They grabbed two shovels, then headed back to Myers. They were stunned to find that he was gone.
"I thought you said he was dead." Sam said.
"He was."
"Then where is he?"
Before Dean could answer, they heard the familiar sound of the Impala starting. They turned and saw the car speeding directly towards them.
"My baby." Dean exclaimed.
The two brothers barley managed to jump out of the way as the car sped past. Then they watched helplessly as the car turned onto the highway and drove off towards Haddonfield.
"He stole my baby." Dean said in shock.
"Come on." Sam said, nodding towards a small blue Mazda. "Let's go."
"I am so gonna kick his ass." Dean said through gritted teeth.
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Well, what do you think? I will post again tonight or tomorrow. Unless something comes up, and I hope it doesn't, I will have this story finished by tomorrow night. Please let me know what you think.
HAPPY
HALLOWEEN
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