Hey Guys!
This is my first Supernatural Fanfic. I would love suggestions in the comment section and I might take a little to update because I am new to everything. Also, I need a new title so any suggestions for that would be great! Also there will be some fluff throughout the story.
Without further ado... Here it is!
Disclaimer: Sadly, I only one one character. Everyone else is owned by Eric Kripke. If only it were me
Chapter One
"Dean!" Someone yells. I follow the sound of the mystery guy's voice. I run until I reach a corner and then stop. I peek my head around to find a tall, long haired guy fighting a bunch of men and woman. No, wait demons. I saw one flicker its eyes to reveal black. "How ya doing Sammy?" One woman says. "Crowley sends his regards. He can't make it, but he hopes to see you soon if we don't finish you and your twerp of a brother first." Crowley? No..no. I hear a scream from the guy, Sam, and I run.
All of the demons look towards me and smile. "How ya doin? " One says. I run towards them and pull out my demon knife. One looks at me petrified in fear as I stab him in the stomach. He screams and then falls. Two more go down easily and the last two lose interest in Sam. One is the woman who mentioned Crowley. She speaks again with a sly smile I want to wipe of her face. "We remember you. Crowley definitely didn't forget." I shudder at the thought and she smiles larger. "Shut up Meg," Sam says and stabs her with a blade identical to mine. We stare at each for a second until he falls weak to the knees.
I see his shirt is covered in blood where his stomach is. "Oh God… Sam?!" I said both questionable and surprised. "Come on Sam. I am going to bring you to the hospital. Stay with me." He yells at me "No! Dean! Find Dean!" He falls and tries to get up but struggles. "Hey, hey, hey I am going to call an ambulance and then find him. Stay here and yell if more come. Stay here." I grab my phone and call 9-1-1. "We need an ambulance. He was stabbed. And there is another missing who I am looking for. Be prepared for two. We are in some abandoned warehouse near the river." I hang up before she keeps talking and look for this Dean guy. I run and yell. "Dean, Dean." I hear no response and keep running. "Dean!" I see a guy in the corner. He was shorter than Sam and had blonde hair and bright emerald green eyes that opened, but were starting to close. "Hey no stay with me." I slap his face hard so he will stay awake. It works. "Ow.." he says with a small smile. I laugh even though the circumstances are grim. He smiles even wider but then groans. I see a wound identical to Sam's and my face falls. I press my hand against his stomach to apply pressure to the wound. My fingers are covered in his blood. He starts to speak but I put my finger over his lips. "Ssshh. He is okay. Sam is okay." Dean nod and then his piercing green eyes started to close. I slap him again but it doesn't work. "Dean..Dean!"
And then the ambulance comes.