Wow, I haven't published anything in, like, forever *Tears hair out*
SO this is the usual A/N:
I don't own Supernatural or any of the characters involved.
If you want you can send me a long ranting critique *woot*
If you notice any inconsistencies PLEASE tell me (I really suck at proof reading, like really really suck at it)
Dean and Sam's night started smoothly, they had gotten the ghost's identity and were currently digging up his bones in the cemetery. Dean heard footsteps "Those aren't Balthazar Milton's bones, torching them won't get rid of him." A deep gravelly voice stated. The Winchesters spun, before them stood what Dean thought looked like a holy tax accountant. Sam pulled out his knife, narrowing his eyes "Why do you think we want his bones?" Sam questioned. The man tilted his head, Dean thought it made him look like an overgrown puppy, "He is the one you are after, the one who has been causing trouble in town, so naturally you would come to salt and burn his bones, correct?" Dean tensed at this comment "How do you know he has been causing trouble?" Dean took a closer look at the man "why are you even in the cemetery at thi-oh." The man sighed as Dean pulled out his gun "Is that really necessary?" the man asked. "Dean what-"Sam started "Look at his feet Sam." Dean calmly interrupted. The man sighed as he was scrutinized yet again, Sam's eyes narrowed "What are you doing here?" The man rolled his eyes and muttered "Hunters, the most arrogant of all the humans..." speaking louder, he said "I am...you could say friends with him, therefore I cannot let you burn his bones." Dean loaded the gun "And how do we know those aren't his bones?" "Because, boyz, he's is the one that moved them." A figure appeared behind the man's shoulder, the man just blinked lazily as Dean and Sam flinched, the man nodded for the second man to continue, he did "He's the only one who knows where my bones are aside from my sister, good luck trying to find them." Balthazar turned to the man and grimaced "I couldn't get your stuff back, sorry Cassie doll, she's got me doing other things." The man nodded "She is a mastermind of tricks, I thank you for trying." Balthazar vanished. Dean looked at this Cassie person "What the hell dude?! He has killed six people in the last week alone!" Cassie blinked "Only six...Why is that a problem?" Dean stared at him while Sam sputtered "Only six?! I don't know where you are from but here that is a lot!" The air grew chilled and the man smiled coldly "In my era people were killed merely for being different or stepping out of line, I see no reason to care now." Dean's eye twitched and he made to grab the man by the scruff of his collar but his hand passed through him, he quickly withdrew his hand, the man smirked "I would suggest you leave before you disrupt more of the dead." Sam wasted no time shooting him but the bullets froze feet away from him and fell to the ground, the man's eyes darkened and his smirk vanished "Leave."The boys made eye contact and against their better judgement they bolted, leaving the man standing over an unmarked grave.
Okay, what did you think?
Right now I'm really just testing the waters on this one(I do have more written out currently though) so any thoughts are helpful!