Hard as a Rock
A/N: Hey Readers! This is my first ever SPN fanfic, so bear with me. I have only watched up to season 6 (Netflix). I have no idea what I'm doing. So, if you have any suggestions please tell me. It would really help. Onward!
This is set season 1/season 2. John and Bobby are not in this either.
Disclaimer: Anything you recognize is not mine.
"C'mon Dean! Hurry your ass up!" yelled Sam.
The brothers were currently in the woods hunting for a Globarian. They parked the car on the grass by one of the roads. Both men were holding bronze knives; all they had to do was stab it in the chest and it would all be over. No more disappearances.
"Yeah.. well you try.. tripping on a damn log and landing on your face!" replied Dean.
"Dude, that was like 20 minutes ago. Get over it."
Dean grumbled under his breath, finally catching up to Sam. "Dude.."
In front of them was the Globarian's nest. More than twenty people were tied to the trees. All of them had a scared expression showing on their face. Some were slouched over. Some were awake, looking around trying to make of the situation. In the middle of the people stood the beast. A short, pudgy kangaroo-looking thing.
"Dude, this is gonna be so easy," exclaimed Dean. He took a step forward.
"Okay, the website said they have really bad hearing and eyesight, but they can smell pretty good. So watch it."
"Whatever."
Dean made his way to the edge of the circle. He clasped a hand on one of the victim's shoulder. He turned around, eyes big with fear. He only looked a little over 17. Dean untied the kid's hands. Holding him up, he brought him over to Sam.
"Okay, run. Run all the way to the road. Don't look back, just go," Dean said to him. He took off running the way they came in.
Sam and Dean walked back to the circle, untying everyone and saying a low "run" before they started toward the road. In a matter of fifteen minutes, everyone was free. Now all they had to do was finish off the Globarian. The monster was lying down in the middle of the not-anymore circle. Dean walked over to it, and stared down.
"You are so fugly."
All of a sudden, his nose twitched. Slowly the eyes of the beast opened revealing bright blue orbs. The Globarian stood up, almost reaching Dean's elbows.
Dean chuckled, "Wow, you're short."
The beast growled.
"Dean, watch it. It's dangerous. Just kill it already," said Sam.
"Fine but-"
Before Dean could finish his sentence, the Globarian grabbed his legs and picked Dean up. Dean dropped his knife from the sudden movement. The monster now started to walk with Dean's crotch in his face. Dean looked down and back at Sam.
"Sammy, what the hell is going on?!"
"I don't know!"
"What do you mean you don't know?! You researched him! You should know what's going to happen next! Help me!"
"Uh, um," stammered Sam.
Sam ran over to the Globarian; thankfully the monster wasn't very fast. Sam lifted up his knife and was just about to strike when the monster threw Dean against a tree. Dean hit the tree with his back and landed on the ground, unconscious.
"Dean!" yelled Sam.
The Globarian turned around. Sam was now facing a monster that could have just killed Dean. Sam looked down at the monster debating what he should do: kill the monster, then help Dean or help Dean, then kill the monster. He decided on the first option. Sam quickly brought down his knife only to find out he stabbed the Globarian in the arm. Sam pulled out the weapon and launched the knife at the monster's chest. The creature was quicker than Sam. The monster jumped onto Sam's chest and started to hit him, not slowing down to his injuries. Sam yelled. In the state of panic, he finally stabbed the Globarian in the chest with the knife. The beast fell off and landed on the ground, dead. Sam cleared his eyes. He remembered Dean.
"Dean!"
"...wha?"
Sam ran over to where Dean had hit. He bent down next to his big brother.
"Dean, you alright?"
"Ugh.."
Dean's eyes were half-way open. After a few minutes of staying in the same position, Dean finally spoke, "I'm fine. Help me up, would you?"
Sam grabbed his hands, and hauled him upward. Dean immediately fell back down with a cry of pain.
"What? What is it, Dean?" asked Sam.
"My..back. It's my back. It hurts.. so much," gasped Dean.
"Okay.. I.. um..," stammered Sam. He didn't know what he could do.
"I'm going to carry you, okay Dean?"
"What? No! You want to carry me? Oh, I don't think so," said Dean.
"It's the only way, Dean. It's only going to take like, fifteen minutes."
".. fine."
"But Sammy, can you promise me something?"
"What, Dean?"
"When we reach the hospital... no chick-flick moments," smirked Dean.
"Whatever."
A/N: Chapter ends here. How did you like it? Reviews are appreciated. Next chapter will be out sometime in the next couple of weeks. Thanks!