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CHAPTER 1 Dancing with Wolves

The nightly glow of the stars and moon shown through the trees as everything fell quiet. I raised my gun to every crack and snap of a twig, desperately trying to see it before it was too late. This thing they were hunting was big, mean and didn't hesitate in killing anyone. The murders had tipped us that this thing was definitely a werewolf of some sort. Sighing I strained to look ahead into the darkness covered by the tall dense trees around me.

"Any sight of em' Dean?"

Sammy nodded my way only a few feet away. Annoyed that we had been walking around for an hour now and still no sign of this thing I angry shushed him. Sammy rolled his eyes turning back lowering his pistol slightly shaking his head,

"Dean, this thing's obviously isn't here, and I tell you the truth I don't like the look of this one. After her death… I don't know if I can do it again."

"So your idea is just to leave this monster to rip more innocent people apart Sammy? I don't think so; we need to take his thing down before it happens again."

Sam sighed again this time sheathing the gun turning away heading back up the trail to the road. Angered I snapped back whispering,

"Sammy! I don't care if you don't know if this thing's here or not I don't need you to become its next midnight snack!"

That's when I heard it. The sickening smell of death on its lips. My heart raced as I turned to see the creature's eyes glaring back at me in the darkness. I tried to raise my gun but it was too late. The huge wolf swung at me batting me aside sending my gun spinning. I hissed at the pain of the slash trying desperately to crawl away from the deep growls behind me.

"DEAN! SHIT, DEAN!"

Turning on my back I stared deep into the beast's eyes just before it sunk its jaws on my shoulder and neck. Screaming in pain I could see Sam now running over the dense plants I was thrown over screaming at the wolf. Punching it as hard as I could I nailed it in its eye. Whining it tossed me with a simple flick of its neck then turned to Sam. Grunting from the wound I held my shoulder close to my body as I franticly searched for my pistol. In pure luck the wolf had thrown me next to it, the silver metal shining through the ferns. The werewolf just had enough time to glare turning on its hunches to roar at Sam.

"HEY BITCH, EAT THIS!"

Unloading my clip the werewolf roared raising on its back legs just to fall back in a heap of fur and flesh. I usually would have had some quick and annoying punt to follow but the huge bite taken out of my shoulder was nothing to joke about. The flesh was torn out blood running down my jacket and jeans. Taking a deep breath I fell back into the ferns whispering Sam's name as shock began to blur over my eyes.

"Shit, Dean… come on, stay with me! Damn it Dean! DEAN!"

xXx

It had all happened so quickly, the huge black wolf tossed Dean like a rag doll. His eyes had flickered to the back of his head as he now lay still in the ferns. Blood covered his left side, shoulder and neck completely exposed and bleeding. Turning back to the body I quickly lit the body finishing the job before returning to Dean. It had only been a few seconds but already the blood had stopped and flesh was beginning to regenerate. Cursing under my breath I hoisted him up on his feet slapping his face trying to wake him to get him back to the car. Dean was shaking from the adrenalin but the shock of it all knocked him out. Dragging him back up the trail I tossed the car open laying Dean in the passenger seat. Grabbing the med kit from under his seat I stripped him of his two jackets to get a better look at the gruesome wound. Almost completely healed now I still wrapped it, knowing Dean would want the truth of what had happened. In the back of my mind I knew what Dean wanted me to do. Dean breath was choppy and sweat began to bead on his face. Shaking my head I stood holding Dean's gun in my hands. Looking back to Dean I unloaded the clip throwing the bullets back down the trail. Making a promise to myself I knew that I could save Dean, or at least dull the pain of what was going to happen to him. Flipping out my phone I sped dialed Bobby on the line drowning out the silence of the night speeding away from the forest.

xXx

It was strange how adrenalin works; it hits you with so much energy all you know to do is run. As I slept I kept seeing the werewolf's golden eyes peer through the darkness. The scene kept repeating itself over and over again in my mind. The wolf would jump dismembering my body slowly. Every time the wolf would crackle a laugh like growl lapping up my blood as death crept over me. Sam was nowhere in the dark forest my mind placed me in. Every time I would call for his help, and every time he wouldn't show. But half way through the gruesome dismemberment I could hear him,

"Dean… Dean come one… Dean… wake up."

Snapping my eyes open I threw my arms up catching the dash and the window frame as Sammy jumped back. Eyes wide open I panted as if I had just ran a mile, sweat pouring down my face.

"Where the hell… where am I."

Grabbing my arm he pulled me up from my car pointing toward a house. My eyes were so blurry and sun burned at them I just looked away as he explained,

"Dean, were at Bobby's. He's going to help you."

"What, you don't have the guts to do it again Sammy?"

Stopping short Sammy bit his lower lip as I glared him down,

"We're not talking about this right now Dean, let's just get you into his house."

Shaking his arm off of me I staggered but stood my ground. Arm held in a sling made of medical tape growled at Sam from under my breath.

"Don't you dare play your little sympathy game with me Sammy? You can either shoot me now or I'll be forced to do it myself."

"Listen Dean… we don't even know if your turned or not. You haven't shown any sign of progression yet…"

Cutting him off short I threw off my sling ripping his patch job off pointing now yelling,

"Then how the hell do you explain this Sammy! Damn it don't lie to yourself, I'm a monster!"

Through all the yelling Bobby came tumbling out his front door a shot gun in his hands. Lowering his gun he yelled waving us in,

"Quite you're yelling you idjits! Get in here!"

Glaring Sam down I shoved past him turning back to grab my jackets tossing them back on as Sam made his way to the house. When Sam was turned I grabbed my gun from out of the back seat slipping it down my back tucking it in my belt. Tossing my jacket over it I slammed the door following Sam into the house. Almost instantly I was hit by the smell of the old house and library and… meat. Holding my stomach Bobby and Sam rushed to my sides as I gagged on the smell.

"What the hell Bobby are you doing in here?"

"Dean, I know what happened to you and I just wanted to be prepared."

Throwing them both off of me I staggered past them yelling still hunched over my stomach,

"If cooking meat is your idea of killing me you better find a more effective way Bobby."

"Now look here Dean…"

"NO YOU LISTEN TO ME BOBBY! THIS THING THAT I AM NOW ISNT SOMETHING YOU CAN JUST IGNORE! PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DIE IF YOU DON'T KILL ME!"

Groaning I fell to my knees throwing a hand on the ground to catch me. Gasping I could see my hands had grown to be long black claws. Pulling my other hand from my stomach I held up my palm, slightly etched on the palm was the five pointed star. Standing quickly I stood with my back toward Sam and Bobby. My choppy breaths only made the shaking worst as it shook my spine.

"Dean… Dean turn around."

"Shoot me."

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