Chapter I

This is picking up right where Andy left off. I'm going to just continue it in a new story. Maybe it won't take me 20 years to update. And maybe I'll have another chapter up later.

Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Twenty two year old Mike Russo staggered out of the bar just after three AM. He had been there for over five hours celebrating his engagement to the love of his life, Barbra. All his friends had left hours ago and he was having no luck picking up any single ladies.

"Screw all you ugly whores!" he screamed into the air as he headed to his beat up Subaru.

As he went to unlock the door a noise caught his attention. Over to his right, a beautiful young vixen stood a couple of feet away. Lust filled her moss green eyes. Black waves of hair fluttered around her.

"Well, hello there." Mike slurred.

She giggled and motioned for him to follow. He silently obeyed, his keys dropping to the ground. He accidentally ended up kicking them under his car.

The girl went behind the bar, her giggles fading. Mike followed without hesitation. When he turned the corner something seemed... off. Her eyes blackened, her tan skin paled, and her hair seemed to slither. Mike tried to move but found his legs too heavy. When he looked down he was horrified to find his legs encased in stone.

"What the hell is this?" he screamed.

The woman was walking closer to him. The moment his eyes caught hers, he couldn't look away. The stone was spreading up to his arms. Soon he couldn't move anything but his head. As the stone moved up his neck he let out an earth shattering scream that was abruptly cut off.

Just outside St. Paul, Minnesota

Dean let out another sigh. The lady in front of him was digging out the exact change for her purchases.

"I know I have another penny in here somewhere." she clawed through her purse.

"Come on, lady!" Dean growled.

"Here we go."

Finally it was Dean's turn. He bought a couple of cheap breakfast sandwiches. He grumbled as he took his change.

"What took so long?" Sam asked when Dean entered the Impala.

"You don't want to know."

Andrea and Frankie strolled over to them. Frankie knocked on Sam's window.

"How do you feel about Wisconsin?" Frankie asked once the window was down.

All the anger in Dean shifted to curiosity. "What's in Wisconsin?"

"A case. My connections told me about some strange things that were happening in Milwaukee. Are you up for it?"

"What kind of things?"

Andrea laughed. "She won't tell until you agree."

Dean gritted his teeth. "Fine."

"Then follow me." Frankie smirked. "Andrea can fill you in on the way."