I think this is the last of my old stories that I wrote months ago except for a few I started and never finished. Hope you like it. You guys who have stuck with me through all these stories must be getting sick of them by now, but I love the show and couldn't stop writing them.

Legend of Cypress Grove

For the last two days Dean and Sam had been staying at a small motel in Georgia recuperating from their last hunt with a particularly nasty spirit. They both had bruises over most of their bodies and were still sore from their encounter with the angry spirit. Sam lay on the bed watching a football game while Dean sat at the small table looking up sites on his computer. He found one of interest to him and read it to himself before looking over at Sam.

"Hey, how'd you like to go on a ghost hunt?"

"I thought we just got back from one." Sam said rubbing his sore ribs as he winced in pain.

Dean smiled as he rubbed his own ribs which were also tender.

"Yeah well this one seems a little different."

Sam slowly rolled his head to the side and looked over at his brother.

"Why?"

"Seems like there's this town not far from here that has a witch hunt every ten years. According to the legend, a deformed girl lived with her family in a marshy area near the town of Cypress Grove a few miles from here. Well, according to this legend the town's people thought the family was a bunch of witches and one night some men from the town snuck out to their house and burned it to the ground. They thought no one was in the house at the time and only wanted to force the family to leave the area. Unfortunately the girl was trapped inside and burned to death, and the legend was born. Supposedly this girl's spirit lures men to it then kills them by tying them to a stake and burning them alive. The town keeps the legend alive by having a ghost hunt every ten years. And on each of the hunts men have disappeared and were never heard from again adding to the legend. According to the site one witness even claims to have heard a man screaming and seeing a red glow off in the distance but was too scared to investigate. …" Dean smiled over at Sam. "Well tomorrow's the last day to sign up for the hunt….What do you think, want to check it out?"

"Dean it's probably just folk lore designed to draw people to the town to spend their money on souvenirs."

"But what if it isn't? What if there really is some kind of witch out there grabbing men and burning them alive in revenge for her death." Dean smiled. "Ahhh come on Sam, I think it sounds interesting and worth checking into."

"You would." Sam said moaning as he sat up. He knew Dean bored easily and was just itching to go on another hunt.

"Well what do you say Sammy boy…Want to go on a witch hunt?"

"I can't talk you out of this?" Sam said hopefully.

"Nope."

Sam took a deep breath; all he really wanted was another day to rest.

"When do we leave?"

Cypress Grove

They drove into the small town and soon found the bar that was hosting the hunt. They signed up then sat at the bar listening to a bunch of men discuss the legend. One man sat alone at the far end of the bar drinking shot after shot. He listened as the men that were going on the hunt laughed and joked about it. Finally when he had heard enough he slammed his shot glass down on the counter.

"You're all a bunch of fools!" He shouted.

"Shut up Joe and go back to your booze." One of the men yelled over to him while the others laughed.

"I hope that witch kills all of you." The man mumbled. "You stupid bastards."

Dean looked over at a man sitting near him.

"What's his problem?"

"Oh that's Joe, he's the town loony." The man said laughing. "On the last hunt he and his buddy went out and his buddy didn't come back. Joe swore he saw the witch snatch him right off the ground. Then he claims hours later he heard his friend screaming and could see a red glow way out in the marsh. He said he started walking toward it but was knocked unconscious by some unseen force and when he came to he was lost. They found him a few days later. The cops thought he might actually have something to do with his friend's disappearance but they couldn't prove anything. They finally came to the conclusion that he and his friend faked the whole thing."

"The friend never turned up?"

"Nope….He's probably off laughing somewhere about all the fuss he caused."

Dean looked over at Sam.

"I think we need to have a little talk with Joe."

TBC