Chapter One
"Five unexplained murders this week in Hartford this week, all from the same amusement park."
"Can you find ever find something that isn't over a thousand miles away Sam?" Dean said.
"Seriously man, you are the one that's all gung-ho on getting out there and working."
Sam looked back down at his computer screen and kept scrolling through the news while Dean continued shoving a monstrous donut/hamburger concoction in his mouth.
"Shammy you gotta try one ob dese," Dean slurred through another mouthful.
Sam grimaced. "I'm keeping my sweets and my meat separate until further notice, thanks."
Dean shrugged. "Your loss dude."
They were sitting at a diner in a town a few miles out from the bunker. It was early enough that there were only a select few others seated. The brothers had been holed up in the bunker a few days now doing all the research they could on the Mark of Cain, but there was precious little and they needed some fresh air and food that hadn't come out of a can. Most of the people in the diner were regulars the boys had seen before. The owner's teenage daughter, the middle-aged man who came in every Saturday for a cup of coffee and French toast, and a woman who just couldn't get enough blueberry yogurt parfait.
They were sitting close to the door so when the bell jingled signaling that someone was walking in Dean glanced up momentarily.
What the?
He looked back up at the girl who was walking through the door in confusion. She was average height with dark brown hair and she was wearing jeans and loose-fitting, low-cut, forest green shirt. Nothing strange…except the hazy feathered shadow trailing behind her.
Dean elbowed Sam and jerked his head in the girl's direction.
"Sam do you see that. What the hell man?"
Sam looked at the girl.
"Dean what are you going on about? See what? Sure, she's attractive, go have some fun."
"No Sam, her back… what's that shadow?"
"What? Seriously are you drunk or something?"
The girl sat down at a table and picked up a menu.
"Dude I'm not drunk. She's got… freakin wings."
"Dean she does not have wings."
"Sam she's got creepy shadow wings behind her, they're really faded but there's no way you can't see that."
Sam gave Dean a wary look. "I think you've been in the bunker too long."
"Sammy trust me on this one, we've got a monster."
Sam twisted his mouth in doubt, but he had asked Dean to trust him on some crazy shit before so he owed his brother this one.
"Alright well what are we gonna do with it. We don't even know what it is," Sam said.
Dean peered at the girl again. "We're gonna tail her till we can get some answers."