So this is my first ever story for SUPERNATURAL (ahh so scary -.-) Just some things for you to know, it is set in the current series of SUPERNATURAL (Season 7) And the whole Castiel going darkside and everything hasn't happened and will not happen, but the Leviathan are still around so yeah ^^ So, enjoy, I'm already enjoying writing this one. Thanks 3


Supernatural FanFiction (Mystery in the making)

Chapter One – You've got to be kidding me

His eyelids portrayed nothing of what he was. Even though they were draped across his eyes you could easily tell that the extremely gorgeous hunter was shattered. In fairness, it had been a tough year. With everything going on at the moment Dean couldn't help but feel fear in every aspect of his life. And of course this most rare of occasions where Dean could actually lay back and get a few hours of shut eye were not going to be interrupted.

Dean's eyes opened sharply as he heard the key leave the door as it slammed behind the tall gentlemen who had awoken Dean. He shut his eyes, thinking quietly to himself "Here we go again."

"Its two o'clock and you're still asleep?" Sam, Dean's equally gorgeous brother questioned. Dean looked up at his tall sibling with a questioning look which spoke for itself. Of course Dean was still asleep, time made no difference when sleeping was involved. "Anyway…" Sam quickly moved on from the matter. "While you've been sleeping I have actually been doing something useful." Mocked Sam. At this stage Dean was dragging himself out of his bed and moving slowly over to the table at which Sam happily perched himself whilst stretching his laptop out so Dean could gaze at what he had found.

"Job?" Dean asked.

"Possibly, there are certain aspects which have 'us' written all over it." Sam continued with what he had awoken Dean for. It better be good otherwise Dean would throttle him.

"So, Peter Hanson was found washed in by the tide at the local beach." But before he had the chance to continue Dean had already walked over to the kitchen.

"Boring." He had no trouble with expressing his feelings on the matter.

Sighing, Sam continued anyway. "Hanson was found with his body ripped open and his heart removed". Dean looked back to his brother's face of smug authority.

"Alright, continue to enlighten me?" Dean said.

"The body was found on the cliffs, cut open in several places with its heart missing."

Dean raised his eyebrows "Lovely...Any witnesses?"

"A man in his late forties, err, Peter Jackson, claims to have seen a large sea creature jump out of the ocean and spit the body onto the cliffs. It would explain how it got there." Sam answered.

"What, like a whale?" Dean chuckled at his own joke. Sam didn't have the same affect.

"Try the Loch Ness Monster."

Dean stopped chuckling "Come again?" Sam shrugged his shoulders. "Oh come on Sammy, firstly that is only meant to be in one certain lake?"

Sam interrupted "Not technically the Loch Ness Monster Dean. A Plesiosaur."

Dean gulped. "A pleo…?"

Sam sighed. "Plesiosaur. They were discovered back in the 18 hundreds. But there are no reports to say that they a violent towards humans."

Dean took his chance to add another joke "Oh yes, that would be highly possible for a large mammal to do without opposable thumbs."

"It isn't a mammal Dean. Anyway, I'm thinking it has to be an illusion of some kind?"

"Hmm, right lets go then." Dean proposed, grabbing his coat off the side of his chair and swiping his beloved keys off the side of the table.

"There is one thing," Sam mentioned while shoving his laptop into a bag. With Dean looking back at him he continued. "The witness, Peter Jackson. He's clinically insane".

Dean stared at Sam for a couple of seconds and then started to walk back to bed.

"Hey!" Sam exclaimed, waiting at the door. "Still doesn't explain the body does it?"

Dean growled harshly and walked through the open door Sam was now holding open waiting for his brother.

"Monday morning is such a joy isn't it?" Sam added.

"Shut up Sammy."

Driving was one of Dean's favourite parts of the day; he loved his car and who wouldn't? You have seen it right? Anyway, widening his eyes Dean started a conversation he didn't want to hear.

"So…" Dean started, keeping his eyes straight on the road. "How's the whole Lucifer up your ass thing going?"

Sam looked down at the cut on his hand; it was still quite fresh as Sam was constantly prodding it to cut off reality and fiction. "Err, yeah fine thanks."

Dean decided he wasn't in the mood to press the matter that the devil was after his brother again, besides they had a lot more to worry about on top of the devil. The Leviathan were gaining power and they still had no idea on how to kill them.

Just as the two brothers were deep into the own thoughts - surprise was due to attack them.

"You found the monster yet?" Exclaimed an angel in a trench coat's voice from the back of the impala.

Dean and Sam jumped in surprise simultaneously. Sam took it better than Dean, ending with a small smirk on his face. Dean however wasn't amused.

"DUDE WHAT THE HELL?" Dean shouted gaining control of the wheel again.

Castiel's confused face seemed to always be there whenever Dean tried to question his actions.

Looking at Sam with a confusing look he questioned "What I'd say?"


So there you have it, the first chapter :3 Please review/favourite whatever you like really. I hope you liked it and I will be uploading very shortly, hopefully second chapter later on today actually. Thank you for reading

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