Supernatural: The Isoldati Files
Chapter 1: Love and Bluebells
(DISCLAIMER: No, I don't own Supernatural because it belongs to Eric Kripke and Warner Bros. So, enjoy the show! Rated M for graphic violence, adult content, and adult language.)
Kyoto, Japan; 1983
The geisha house was bustling with activity as the customers were being served with such gusto on a crisp November night. The night was lively as the rest of the geishas were calling it another day at the office. One of them in particular was getting ready for bed as she was tucking in her daughter, who was six months old. She was happy to have her as a new edition to the okiya as she was about to get ready for bed herself. What she didn't know was that she had someone watching in the distance as he was eager to make his next attack. With everyone in bed, the wintry wind blew from outside of the okiya as there was a looming darkness in the air. Sooner or later, there would be a terrible threat coming as he was waiting patiently to strike.
Later on in the evening, the geisha woke up as she heard her daughter crying. When she got to the nursery, she saw a shadowy figure standing over her daughter's crib as she couldn't stop crying. She had to protect her baby from the figure as she was determined to keep her from harm. Just as she was about to do so, she felt an invisible grip over her throat as she saw the figure stare down at her with his yellow eyes. He didn't want anyone else to interfere as he lifted her up and pinned her to the ceiling. When he left, the sound footsteps filled the entire okiya as one of the other geishas went to the baby's room. It was a ghastly sight as the okasan saw the dead geisha pinned to the ceiling with her daughter crying constantly.
"Oh, no," she said gravely as a little girl ran into the room. "Who could have done this to you, Yoshino?" A fiery blaze appeared as it engulfed the room. "Oh, God! Seto, get out of here! I'll get your sister to safety! Don't worry, Mito..."
The little girl fled the room as the okasan took the baby out of her bed and fled the burning room. It was chaos as most of the geishas left the burning okiya in the cold night. Little did everyone know was that the yellow-eyed stranger watched in the distance as he was smiling with such glee. Just as he was about to leave, he saw a strange creature appear in front of him as she was itching to apprehend him at all costs. She wanted to put him away as she was about to corner him with such ferocity, for it would also be the last chance that she would ever have in order to subdue him.
"AZAZEL!" she screamed as she drew out her sword.
"Hello, Tsenoh," he said with an evil flicker in his voice. "You're kind of late for a Shinigami to show up."
"Drop the bullshit, Azazel! You're going on a one-way ticket back to Hell, where you belong!"
"I'm just doing the work of Hell's bidding, Tsenoh. Besides, my work here in this land of the rising sun is over because I'm going to Dorothy's turf."
"You mean Kansas? I hate to break it to you, but you won't succeed here."
"Oh, I will because there's a baby there that I must see."
"Not on your life!"
Tsenoh was ready to fight Azazel as she attacked him with her sword. All along, she was targeting him for the most unspeakable crimes that he committed in the Middle Ground as she was ready to bring him to justice. The battle between them was intense as both demon and Shinigami were duking it out in the falling snow. It was getting ugly as Tsenoh dealt the first blow to Azazel when she slashed his stomach. There was no way out of it as he was afraid of her and her weapon in her hand. Just as she was about to finally subdue him, she felt lightning strike her down as she saw a figure appear in regal form. He looked angelic as he was about to set free Azazel from Tsenoh's fight. With his body healed, Azazel himself took off as he left Kyoto entirely, leaving Tsenoh fallen in front of the being that saved him at the last minute.
"You've gotten sloppy, haven't you, Tsenoh?" he said.
"Madara, I should've known...," she said as she spat in his face.
"Is that any way to talk to your superior like that? I am an Espada and one of the inquisitors of the Middle Ground."
"You don't know what you have done, did you?"
"Yes, and it was the will of my order that Azazel was to be set free to go to America."
"You mean Kansas? No matter what the outcome, I hope that the ones that he targets will take him out, one way or the other."
"It's useless to follow him anyway because it is the will of our order to see it through."
With that, Madara left the scene as Tsenoh got up on her feet. It was a mere failure to her as she even wanted to see it through when she even found that there was fresh hope into taking out her mortal enemy in the fray, for the events have already entered into motion...
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Post Falls, Idaho; Present Day.
It was just another sleepy day in this Idaho town as the Impala was cruising into town on a possible lead to where another case was. Most recently, the two brothers, Sam and Dean Winchester, were on to the same lead in which they would find their father, who disappeared weeks ago. When they got to a diner, they went inside as they were starting to get hungry. It was an exhausting day for them as they sat down at a table to order some food. The case they were investigating was a doozy as Dean fished out a newspaper and saw the front page that was more gruesome than it looked.
"Get a look at this," he said as he was skimming at the paper in his hand. "'Local pastor found dead while he hung from the ceiling. Sounds like a holy roler here, but there's a spirit involved."
"I take it that the ghost didn't like Bible stories," said Sam as he was staring at the window.
"The pastor isn't the only one that died. According to the authorities, there were five more deaths that resulted in people being killed and strung up."
"First thing's first: we talk to the sheriff's office and find out what really happened here."
"Leave it to the mighty hunters to come along, but whatever it is, we'll find it and torch it."
"I just hope that we also find Dad in the process..."
Both brothers were skimming at the facts as they were waiting patiently for their breakfast. Life in the hunting department was about to get a little hectic as there was someone else there coming along for the ride in such a dangerous undertaking...
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A green van zoomed on the highway as it was on its way to the Idaho border. Inside, there was a busty woman from out of the country as she was here in the States on hunting business. She took her job as a paranormal hunter seriously as she was seeing a pattern brewing. Most recently, she saw the headlines of what happened in California on t.v as she was simply noticing that there was a bad omen in the making. By the time the van got to Idaho, the woman was driving to a halt as she reached a gas station in Post Falls to fill up. Sooner or later, she would answer the call for a hunt as there would be a much bigger danger here in this town.
"I'm getting kind of hungry here, Mito," said a girl with lavender hair and blue eyes.
"First we gas up, then we go to a diner for some food," she answered.
"Ever since we got the heads-up from Miss Mik about the possibility of a monster, you've been on edge lately."
"Caitlyn, the monster that killed my mother in Kyoto was the same one that did away with that college girl in Stanford. He's still at large, but for now, we need to focus on the case at hand."
"What college girl, exactly?"
"Her name was Jessica Moore. She was a student that had promise, but her life was cut short when that monster killed her."
"It's such a shame, though. By the way, did she even have a boyfriend to look up to?"
"Yeah; his name's Sam Winchester. He was also a college student at Stanford trying for a law degree, but due to his hunter bloodline subduing him back in the game, he's nowhere to be found since the hunt of the White Lady back there. According to Miss Mik, Sam has gone off the radar with his ne'er-do-well older brother, Dean."
"You mean the horny one? Oh, please; that guy's trouble as it is. He's even got a rap sheet that even has the rest of the Isodalti a bit squeemish: he's a high school dropout, got his GED, and now went back to what he does best and that is hunting the paranormal threats that come out of the blue."
"Both brothers have been on the trail of their missing father since Stanford." Mito looks at the scanner as she hears of a possible hint of danger. "It seems that we hit jackpot already. As soon as we gas up the van, we'll be on our way to add our assistance to two wayward sons on the run."
Mito got out of the van as she was dressed in a long Inverness coat that covered her from head to toe. With a constable hat on her head, she hid her true clothing well as she was getting ready to fill up the van with some gas. She always had to keep a full tank at all times as she saw it filled up to par. When she was ready to pay for it, she went inside the gas station as she was paying for her amount that filled up the van. After doing so, she had noticed some danger looming as she saw a strange trucker stare at her suspiciously. She had sensed the presence of demons as she stared at the trucker with suspicion with the lights flickering in hindsight. She had to exorcise the demon immediately before more trouble came along as she was ready to fight.
"Hello, Mito," said the trucker as his eyes flashed into black.
"Are you one of that demon's lackeys?" she said.
"That's no way to talk to someone who is loyal to Azazel."
"Let me remind you that Azazel killed my mother and ran off to do the same back in Kansas."
"You're looking for Sam Winchester, aren't you? It's such a shame that you won't get far into finding him on the sly because you're gonna be dead soon!"
"Go to hell!"
With that, Mito took off the constable hat as she removed the Inverness coat to reveal a risque outfit underneath. She was dressed in black lingerie and thigh-high wedge boots as she even had her long hair out in the open along with a silver cross around her neck. She even had some weapons at her disposal as she even had a whip that was made out of leather that was infused with salt and silver. She couldn't let that demon get away as she used her whip to subdue him out in the open. The pain of the whip's grip caused the demon to shriek as he was about to be exorcised by Mito herself.
"I cast you back into Hell where you belong!" she said as she was about to incite a holy incantation to subdue the demon. "You won't get your petty little hands on Sam Winchester, I swear it!"
With that, Mito incided the incantation in Latin as she saw the black smoke emanating from the demon's host. When she saw it go away, she released the trucker as she put back on her Inverness cloak and constable hat. With the threat averted, she decided to get something to eat and drink on the road. By the time she paid for her things, she left the gas station as she got into the van and drove off to a hotel for the night. Both she and Caitlyn were tired from their road trip as they checked in at a place that was next to a diner. To their surprise, they saw the black Impala parked at the same hotel as it was a sign that Sam and Dean are here on hunting business, but they would also be on the case in helping out on the incident that was plaguing this town for a while. When Mito and Caitlyn checked into their hotel room, they settled down as they were laying on two beds that were made and clean.
"Oh, this is the life...," said Caitlyn as she flopped on one of the beds.
"Don't get too comfortable here," said Mito as she sat on the other bed.
"Come on, Mito; we've been given orders from Miss Mik to find the Winchester brothers, but give it a rest, will you? We've been driving on the highway for a while now."
"According to the data on the Winchester brothers, they've been pursuing a case involving murders that result in a vengeful spirit doing the dirty work."
"It could be a deadly wall spirit."
"The only lead we have is here attacking people for no reason, but I beg to differ."
Mito was right about something as she was still focused on the case and task ahead. Still, her pursuit of the same demon that killed her mother was put on hold as she had no other choice but to go along with working with the Winchester brothers soon enough...
Sam was busy on his laptop as he was researching something about the spirit that was killing the people that were targeted, including the pastor. A hunch was also brewing as he was looking at the photos of the murders very thoroughly until he found something that piqued his interest. It was something that had occurred here in this town as he even saw the victim on the front page as well. By the time he finished up his research, he heard the door open as he saw Dean return with some bags of fast food on hand. With a couple of hamburgers and french fries to tide them over, they were ready to go over the facts about the vengeful spirit that killed those people.
"Take a look at this," said Sam as he was looking at an old article on his laptop. "'Young high school student found dead in local church.' That's very comforting to see in this day and age."
"Looks like he never made it to his prom or graduation day," said Dean as he whistled slightly.
"According to the paper, the teen died ten years ago in the church, but the cause of death has been ruled a suicide."
"That's unusual here."
"Listen to this." Sam clicks to another article from his laptop. "The victim, Steven Loffelheim, was a straight-a student, a popular math whiz, and a member of the school honor society. Unfortunately, he had some problems in his life when his parents were on the brink of a bitter divorce. On the day that was supposed to happen, Steven was found dead by hanging himself in the church, but the only irony was that his death was a suicide after all."
"As for that pastor in the church, he died the same way as that kid, but I bet that there's something that's been secretive for a long time."
It was the time of hunting as both brothers were on the case. As for that vengeful spirit, there was no telling when or where it would strike again as there was something wrong here in this town...
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A few hours later, Sam and Dean entered into the crime scene as they were dressed up in their suits for their role as federal agents. The list of fake identities proved to be handy as they were the most secretive weapon in Sam and Dean's arsenal besides the salt and bullets in their guns. When they got there, they saw the church being empty as they entered the crime scene thoroughly. It was a mess as they saw something on the floor. When Sam picked it up, he saw that it was a bluebell as it was laying on the floor. It was strange that a bluebell like that always grew in the Pacific Northwest, but there was something wrong here, for it was very rare to see one in Idaho.
"Leave it to our vengeful spirit to drop rare flowers here," he said.
"What do you got?" asked Dean curiously.
"It's a bluebell or specifically, a Hyacinthoides non-scripta," said Mito as she was standing in the doorway to the church. "Originally, the flower came from Spain and the British Isles, but it has some roots that made its way here in the northwest."
"I take it that you know about this flower already," said Sam as he turned around.
"I've studied botany as well as the paranormal aspect in this line of work. It's also a godsend that you and your brother came here already, Sam Winchester."
"Wait, how do you know my name?"
"I've been studying your whereabouts since your departure from Stanford, but it looks like that you've returned in your true line of work after all."
"What's with the London bobbie getup?" asked Dean as he was noticing the style of Mito.
"It's my day look, but at night, I'm someone that has my work cut out for me."
"By the way, what's your name?" asked Sam.
"My name is Mito Ashizoka. I am a member of a group of hunters that go to action, but it seems that the two of you must have gotten everything under control so far."
"Wait, how did you know about us?" asked Dean suspiciously.
"My boss told me all about you and your brother since you left Stanford. I also take it that your father has gone missing."
"He has, but we'll find him, no matter what."
With that, Sam and Dean left the church as Mito watched them go into the black Impala and drive off. There was definitely a case on hand as she later turned around and saw something wrong here. When she left the church, she saw a specter standing in front of a red station wagon as it was targeting someone or something. It was a harsh undertaking, but it had to be done, no matter how the dangerous the situation was.
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Sam and Dean were at a decent brick house as it was fully decorated with the season. When they got out of the car, they decided to pay a visit to the owner of the house as they stopped at the door. With Dean knocking on it, he saw it open as he noticed a middle-aged woman with greying hair appear at the front. She was still grieving as she was holding a rosary in her hands. It was a terrible time for her as she was about to be asked questions from two hunters that are known to be saving lives right and left.
"Mrs. Hoffner," said Sam as he fished out his fake federal badge. "We're here to ask you a few questions."
"I see...," she said. "You were the ones that were investigating my husband's death, aren't you?"
"We are, but we think that his death was no suicide," said Dean.
"Please, do come in, agents..."
And so, Sam and Dean were in her house as they sat down on a beautiful couch with red felt all over it. The interior of the house was so exquisite as it had many pictures and antiques all over the place. To Sam's surprise, he saw a small vase near a window as it had the same breed of flowers in it, for they were bluebells that were similar to the one to the crime scene. He also eyed the old woman in question as she was still reeling from the pastor's death.
"My husband, Jim, was an honest man, but he didn't deserve to die in his church," said the woman.
"Why was he targeted?" asked Sam.
"He didn't have any enemies, but it is blasphemy to kill a man of the cloth."
"Those flowers over in that vase..., they're bluebells, aren't they?"
"Jim brought them over from Britain many years ago. I know that they don't grow around here, but they seem to grow near Washington State and Oregon."
"I take it that you and Jim loved flowers, didn't you?"
"We weren't the only ones who loved them. Many years ago, Stevie and his sister, Lila, always came here to play in the garden, but they don't do that anymore. It's such a shame that the bluebells have been abandoned since that day ten years ago."
"We heard about Steven Loffelheim's death and how he died ten years ago," said Dean. "There's also a possible rumor that he didn't commit suicide when his body was found in the church."
"There's rumors that his spirit has claimed five other poor souls in the process. I don't know why this is is happening, but I can't just let another person die the same way..."
"What about their parents?" asked Sam.
"They left after they lost their children, but unfortunately, they found their way back here when they died in a car accident."
"By the way, what about Steven's sister, Lila?"
"She disappeared two years before Steven's death. It's been trouble since that time, but it's also the tenth anniversary of his sad passing."
"I see..."
"Sometimes, I wished that the bluebells grew where they would be in the afterlife..."
Both Sam and Dean were concerned as they had to go deeper into solving the case that was on their plates. The clue of the bluebells had piqued their interests as they were about to find out what truly became a motive in such a troubled tragedy. To Sam's surprise, he saw an old picture of two siblings that was on the wall as it was very old. Unfortunately, the children in the picture were no more as there was also a vengeful spirit lurking in their midst. After spending the remainder of their time questioning the pastor's wife, both Sam and Dean left the house as they were on their way back to the hotel to do some more research in their case. What they didn't know was that Mito was watching them go into their hotel room as she was still on business in keeping tabs on the wayward Winchester brothers. The case itself was going to be a bit complicated as there was going to be more trouble ahead...
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Nighttime settled in as Caitlyn was at a convenience store getting herself a soda and a bag of candy. She always preferred the road food over the fancy things as she simply remained frugal when it came to hunting. Just as she was about to pay for her things, she saw Dean walk in as he was about to get a few pocket snacks for the road ahead. She was aware of him because of his antics from bars and strip joints as he was even getting a copy of Busty Asian Beauties to tide him over while on the hunt for the vengeful spirit. When she finally got to the cash register, she saw a specter of a young girl appear behind the cashier as she was simply standing there. A cold snap filled the store as she froze in her steps. Getting out one of her kunai, she was about to aim at the specter as it was about to kill the cashier in question. The time of the hunt has appeared as Caitlyn took no chances into throwing her kunai at the specter when it vanished.
With a sigh of relief, she was happy to retrieve her kunai until she felt a chill freezing her all over. The specter grew angrier as it was about to do away with Caitlyn. Just as she was about to get out another kunai, she felt the specter's hands close on her throat as she was being strangled in the store. Her time was nearly up as she felt death appear at her very core. When she was about to lose her life entirely, she heard a gunshot fire as it hit the specter where it hurts while vanishing. Regaining her breath, she turned around as she saw Dean with a gun in his hand. He couldn't let anyone harm another life as he was simply staring at the girl that he saved.
"Thanks for helping me; I thought that I was a goner," she said as she picked up her kunai.
"Hey, I was just doing my job," said Dean.
"You're Dean Winchester, aren't you? Miss Mik says that you have a bad habit of going into bars, checking out the strip joints, and..." she stares at the adult magazine in Dean's hands. "...you look at porn."
"Hey, I'm a grown man. I can handle myself when it comes to my pleasures."
"Also, my name's Caitlyn Hofstra. I take it that you've met Mito at the church, didn't you?"
"Yep, but I take it that under that London bobby getup, she's probably one hell of a hottie."
"You jerk!" Caitlyn slaps Dean in the face. "No one pokes or objectifies Mito! She's a hunter just like you and your little brother! She's even brought up in the arts of both the geisha and the hunt! As for you, you really are such a pig! You don't just hunt monsters, but you look up porn and chase skirts!"
"For your information, this pig saved your life from that specter who wanted to gank the cashier. I bet that she's probably related to our hangman that dropped the bluebell."
"Wait, are you saying that she's-"
"She's related to the hangman who iced the pastor, but the only option we have is to find both siblings and torch their remains before another attack happens."
"According to the people here, only Steven Loffelheim's body remains in the cemetery."
"...But Lila's body has never been found, though."
"No way..."
"Anyway, we should go to Steven Loffelheim's remains and burn them first."
"Ditto on that."
And so, Dean and Caitlyn left the convenience store after paying for their stuff as they got into the Impala and went straight towards the cemetery. By the time they got there, they saw bluebells growing near Steven's grave. It was a strange omen that occurred near the gravestone as Dean and Caitlyn had never seen anything like it before. Something had to be done as Dean opened up the trunk of the Impala and got out the equipment that was made to put a spirit to rest. With a shovel handy he started to dig at the grave as he even saw Caitlyn help out with another shovel in her hand. Both of them continued to dig at Steven's grave as they saw the casket that was closed. By the time they opened it up, they noticed some bluebells growing all over the remains as they had no other choice but to burn everything in it.
"Here's to the poster kid for flower power," said Dean as he got out a container of salt.
"I can't believe that bluebells can grow near or inside of the coffin," said Caitlyn.
"I take it that he had a thing for..." Dean fished into his pocket for his cellphone as he dialed it up in order to contact Sam. "Hey, Sam; you there?"
"What's up?" he said over the phone.
"Remember that chat with the pastor's widow about how Steven and his sister played in the garden together? Those flowers were all over there, but they definitely don't grow here in Idaho."
"Now that you mention it..., these things represent the omen that appears when one dies a horrible death."
"As for his sister, Lila, she disappeared, but her body was never found..., unless..."
"I'm going to the church right now. If her body is there, I'm sure that it's hidden somewhere."
"Wait! Don't you need backup first?"
Dean heard the phone call end as he put away his cellphone. Still, he and Caitlyn had a job to do as they got up out of the grave and went to work. Little did they know was that the spirit of Steven was watching them as he wanted to rest peacefully. All he wanted the hunters to do was to find his sister and put an end to his pain once and for all. And so, he saw them getting ready to set him free from the bluebells as he was ready to cross over. With the salt and gasoline poured on the remains, both Dean and Caitlyn bid the body and bluebells goodbye as Dean got out a pair of matches and lit one up. Dropping the match on the remains, he and Caitlyn watched the body burn as it finally put the soul the rest for all eternity. With one spirit put to rest, they had to reach Sam in time before the other vengeful spirit took form and attacks someone else.
"Adios, Stevie," said Dean as he grabbed his equipment and put it back into the Impala.
"I guess that he's been put to rest after all, but there's something not quite right about this."
"Hey, what's the worst that could happen?"
"Your brother's most likely to be going over there back to the crime scene anyway, but don't you think that the pastor's wife had something to do with the girl's disappearance?"
"She's been clean so far, but..." Dean starts the car. "Those bluebells have travelled here from Britain, but they are rare here in this town."
"Wait, Mito told me about the Hyacinthoides non-scripta before in one of her botany books. The flower itself is also under strict protection in Britain dut to its heritage there. Still, the pastor had the seeds of bluebells with him all the way here, but it's also a criminal offense to take them from the country completely, which can lead up to some stiff fines up to five thousand pounds."
"Looks like that the pastor did a very bad thing bringing them here from the other side of the pond. His widow even said that he brought them here many years ago."
"I dug up some dirt about James Hoffner's interest on botany. It also seems that he brought them here from Britain long before the Wildlife and Countryside Protection Act of 1981."
"I guess that he's safe after all, but those flowers might be a reminder about how the specters have committed the murders of those people, including the pastor. That reminds me... Those bluebells are not just an omen. They're a reminder in which the spirits can attach to them just like that."
"Does Sam know about this?"
With that, Dean nearly forgot about his brother as he drove away from the cemetery with Caitlyn in tow. He had to get to the church immediately before something worse happened. The omen of the bluebells was more than just a warning as Dean had to save two lives instead of one this time. The bluebells themselves were more than just a clue as they were in the garden where both Steven and Lila played together for a while. To Dean, this was a matter of life and death as he was ready to put the spirit attachment to the ground, even after he burned Steven's remains in the cemetery, bluebells and all...
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Sam arrived at the church as it was still empty during the evening hours. He returned to the place to where he found the bluebell as he entered inside undetected. With his equipment in tow, he was in for a risky undertaking as he was about to find something that had been buried within those Christian walls. Just as he was about to do so, he felt his head pounding as he was starting to black out from the noise in his mind. He heard the screaming in the walls as he couldn't take the strain in his head. When he regained his composure, he was back on his feet as he was feeling the pinch of the strange power that he was about to have. To his shock, he felt blood trickle from his nose as he wiped it away from his face while he was ready to find the answer into the deaths of the people that were killed.
With such determination, he was scoping the walls as he felt air seeping from behind the pew. Searching for a way to open the wall, he saw a switch as he flicked at it until the wall open up in front of him. He had never expected to go solo, but he had to find out the clue from the noise that he experienced as he saw some stairs that went downward. Going down the steps, he got out a flashlight as he was in a whole new level of eerie dangers. To his shock, he heard footsteps approaching as he stopped to a halt. Turning around, he flashed the flashlight in front of the intruder as it was none other than Mito, who was dressed up in her typical dominatrix lingerie complete with some weapons of her own.
"I take it that you're not in your cloak, are you, Mito?" he said.
"You catch on real quick, don't you, Sam?" she said.
"This passageway must have been built under the church since the heyday of the past two centuries."
"It's quite a catch, but I'm not interested in looking for bluebells."
"What are you talking about?"
"You got a glimpse of the vengeful spirit that's been doing the real dirty work here."
"I know; I get the picture already."
The sound of danger lurked in the underground passageway as both Sam and Mito ran towards a room that hasn't been searched before. To their surprise, they saw that the door had been locked for years as it was even rusted with age. Without hesitation, Sam got out his gun as he shot the lock off from the door. Opening it up, he noticed that there was a perfumed smell that filled the secret room as he ran towards an old chest that also had a lock on it. With Mito following him, she got out her gun as she shot the lock off of the chest while she opened it up. To their shock, they saw the remains of the girl that went missing as she was here the whole time. The body of Lila Loffelheim had been found at last as she was in dire need of being sent to eternal rest for the rest of her days.
"So, this is Lila Loffelheim," said Sam as he even saw a withered bouquet of bluebells in her skeletal hands. "It's such a tragedy to see something like that."
"Sam, didn't it occur to you that Lila was responsible for killing those people instead of her brother of all departed people?" asked Mito.
"I haven't wrapped my finger around it, but I have a bad feeling that Lila had been done wrong by the people she killed." He noticed a slew of bluebells growing all over the old chest. "Anyway, we should salt and burn the bones before-"
Without warning, Sam felt a stabbing pain in his head as he saw a vision of the past. To his shock, he saw the image of Lila as she was playing in the garden with Steven. The image rang clear as day as Sam saw the people who lost their lives years later. It was a tragic day as he saw the people that died attack the boy and girl as they even had the gall to violate such a child's innocence in the process. It wasn't long until he saw the pastor trying to save the life of the girl as it was already too late. Poor Lila was already dead as her body was violated and broken while laying in a pool of blood that seeped into the ground of the flowerbed where the bluebells grew. It was the clue that was hidden all along when Sam returned to the present as he was panting sharply. Dazed with a headache, he was about to collapse as he saw Mito help him stand up.
"I know what we're dealing now," he said as he was catching his breath.
"Was it the specter?" asked Mito.
"It's more than that. Lila was killed in the garden, but her blood touched the bluebells in which they grew all over her place of rest."
"What about the pastor? Didn't he try to stop them?"
"He did, but it was too late when Lila was killed. The secret stayed with him until he also met death in the face."
"It also meant that he put Lila here in this tomb in order to keep her there, but her blood was a sign that her spirit hasn't fully departed yet. I even bet that your brother and my apprentice are looking into something like that, but we should put the spirit to rest in both ways."
"Let's hope that we do this in time." Sam fishes out his cellphone as he calls Dean. "Hey, I found the resting place where Lila Loffelheim was kept."
"Are you sure, Sammy?" asked Dean over the phone.
"There's something else; Lila was killed by the people who violated and killed her in the garden of the pastor's house. That's where the bluebells were growing."
"Are you serious?"
"Dean, listen to me," said Mito as she snatched the phone away from Sam. "You must burn the bluebells in the garden before anything else happens. Sam and I will take on the remains, but you have to do it right away."
"Caitlyn and I are on our way to the pastor's house right now. We'll get the flowerbed; just focus on the body with salt and gasoline. That's how we burn the remains."
"Understood..."
Mito hung up the phone as she gave it back to Sam. Sooner or later, the job had to get done as they got out the salt and gasoline from the equipment that Sam lugged around. With plenty of salt and gasoline poured on Lila's remains, it was set as Mito took out a lighter and threw it into the chest. With the remains burning, it was almost over as both Sam and Mito were waiting for Dean and Caitlyn to finish the job where the attachment of Lila's spirit would be. When Sam and Mito left the passageway, they were surrounded by the pastor's widow as she was being possessed by something sinister. Getting out her whip, Mito took no punches as she entangled the demon while she performed an exorcism to get the demon out of its host.
"It's been such a blast, isn't it, Mito?" said the demon as it was flashing its blackened eyes.
"Release the pastor's widow, demon!" she yelled.
"Ohhh, you're so in trouble and you know it..." the demon laughed as it was about to get free. "I even take it that you brought Sam Winchester along, haven't you?"
"Don't even think of touching him! He's just a victim just like me when he lost his own mother and his girlfriend to the monster that still lives and breathes!"
"You and Sam are special to him because it's the way things are!"
"I've heard enough!"
And so, Mito used the same incantation on the demon as she was exorcising it from the widow's body. The whip held on longer as she finished the incantation directly while the demon was forced out of the widow's body. The black smoke disappeared out of the church as the widow returned to normal as expected. Sam had never seen anything like it before as he saw Mito to be someone that was highly trained to be a hunter with all the smarts and experience that she got for a while. With the ordeal with the demon over, they had to tend to the widow as they took her out of the church and onto the steps.
"What happened to me?" she asked wearily.
"You were posssessed by a demon," said Mito.
"Oh, dear God!"
"You'll be fine, but we also found where Lila was kept."
"She was kept there the whole time?"
"Yes, but her spirit isn't all the way freed yet," said Sam.
"What are you talking about?"
"Lila's blood seeped into the flowerbed where the bluebells grew. Sadly, we have no other choice but to torch it in order to have Lila cross over."
Both Sam and Mito saw the widow break down crying as she was about to lose the garden of bluebells. It may have been a painful decision to make, but it had to be done in order to have Lila go in peace. Sooner or later, the burning of the garden flowerbed had to commence, for it was also a matter of life and death in such a paranormal sort of way...
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Dean and Caitlyn entered into the backyard as they saw the flowerbed where the bluebells continued to grow. It was a beautiful set of flowers, but due to the paranormal trouble, it had to be torched right away as Dean grabbed the salt and poured it all over them. With the gasoline drenching the plants, the time was ready until a chill entered into the air. Caitlyn once again saw the vengeful spirit as it was about to attack both her and Dean on the sly. It was the ghost of Lila as she seized Dean by the throat. She was out for vengeance as she was choking the life out of him. The specter meant business, but the time to burn the flowers had ot be done as Caitlyn took the matches and lit one. When she dropped it into the flowerbed, she saw the bluebells burn a the specter burned up in plain sight while releasing her grip on Dean's throat. It was a close call for him as he was saved by the girl who called him a pig earlier, for he was also happy to be alive.
"You're quite good at lighting the remains," said Dean.
"Well, you're quite sloppy for being attacked by that ghost," said Caitlyn.
"Speaking of which, you're an apprentice hunter, aren't you?"
"I'm still in training, you know. Anyway, this was my first hunt without Mito with me."
"Hey, that's enough for now, Caitlyn," she said as she was standing behind her.
"Mito..." Caitlyn also sees Sam as he still had blood on his face. "I take it that you bagged yourself a hunter." She eyes Sam as he has been known to be taller than Dean. "Oh, you're gorgeous! I can't believe that Mito would be eyeing someone like you."
"Anyway, I had a bit of a nosebleed," he said.
"A bit of a nosebleed? Are you kidding me?" said Dean.
"Hey, I did find the body, but with some help from Mito."
Dean was flabbergasted as he even noticed Mito in her dominatrix outfit complete with some hunter weapons on hand. With the ordeal over, everyone was off to other places as the hunt for the unusual continued with such prowess so far...
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The next morning, Sam and Dean were already packed up as they were ready to hit the road. As usual, they had to find their dad as they were getting ready to leave Post Falls. Just as they were about to go, they saw Mito and Caitlyn leave as they entered into their green van for another adventure. It would be a while before they would meet up again, but the missions on both sides remained the same after all.
"Hey, Dean," said Caitlyn as she was about to get into the van. "Thanks for saving me."
"Same here," he said.
"By the way, where are you and Sam going?"
"We just got a tip that a monster in Montana's at large."
"Don't lie; I know that you're gonna go somewhere to get another issue of Busty Asian Beauties."
"We're not," said Sam as he was getting into the Impala. "It's another clue into finding our dad."
"Are you sure?"
"He is," said Mito as she was dressed in a Victorian cloak and bonnet. "Anyway, we'll meet again soon."
"Take care of yourselves."
"We will. As for you and your brother, I suggest that you two do the same. See you around."
Sam smiled as he saw them leave the hotel while he was waiting for Dean to get into the car. When he saw him get in on the driver's side, he was ready to hit the road as both brothers left Post Falls and continued the search into finding their father, who hasn't said anything in a while...
"So, I take it that you have an ally in someone who dressed in latex and leather," said Dean with a smile on his face. "I take it that you have a thing for her."
"Shut up," said Sam as he was about to slap Dean.
"Admit it; you still talk in your sleep when you were talking about her."
"Hey, I don't go around skimming through porn, you know."
"What do you mean?"
"According to Caitlyn, you purchased a copy of this." Sam shows Dean the dirty little secret that was shoved in between the seats. "We should be focusing on looking for Dad, not looking for porn!"
"Hey, I like the finer things in life."
"Very funny."
The Impala zoomed out of sight as it was on its way to other prior engagements. With the search for their father missing, all they had was each other for now as the hunt was about to get a little bit more dangerous than normal...
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The house where the pastor's widow lived became silent since the torching of the bluebells as it was violated without warning. Inside, there was a girl with short blond hair standing in front of the widow's lifeless body as she was holding up a pewter bowl with blood in it. She was on the prowl as she was up to no good while contacting the underworld below, which was none other than Hell itself.
"I lost them," she said as she continued to hold the bowl of blood. "Yes..., I'll pursue the Winchester brothers as planned, but I need more time to recover after two of our subordinates were exorcised by that bitch, Mito." She feels the bowl vibrate. "Yes, I'll go after the Winchester brothers as planned."
With that, the girl left the pastor's house as she emptied the bowl of blood into the burnt flowerbed. When she left, a simple bluebell grew out of the dirt as it was about to blossom in the cold fall weather...
To be continued...