Authors Notes: Alright, my other story is on a hiatus at the moment, it's not letting me update that one. .. Anyho, I'm gonna be starting a new one until that one can be updated again. XD So enjoy this one in the mean time.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or Exmortis. Those are owned by it's respectable owners.

In a northern suburban town.

There was blood everywhere. Bodies torn to shreds. The houses were in ruins, and there were bodies torn everywhere. Men, woman, and children, it didn't matter. They passed through with out a single thought, but to kill. It was all they had known. Ever since the Exmortis was let loose, those hoards of monsters started murdering everyone, and everything in site. No one was safe, even the army couldn't stop it.

A young woman about the age of seventeen stood on top of the hill side, looking over the bloody mess. Yes, it was perfect. Her arms and clothing were bloody as was her blond short hair. She was human once, but once she gave herself to become the hand of Exmortis, there was no turning back. Kristal watched her masterpiece with a smile, "It's almost done."

The girl was beautiful, light blond short hair, fair skin. Her blue eyes almost glowed. She had a curvy frame, a full chest and lips. Although, her past was shrouded in mystery, she was the true hand. And now was the worlds time to die.

With the Winchesters

They were driving quickly, breaking many speed limits. They had just gotten a call about a massacre in a small town. Although, they had no idea what the hell was going on, they needed to go investigate, this was the fifth place so far.

"What is going on Sammy?" Dean wondered, extremely puzzled and perturbed.

Sam looked at Dean annoyed, "Like I would know Dean?"

They had both lost many a nights sleep over this. They had been on each others back ever since they had heard about these strange happenings. It was nothing like the demons from hell, this was much, much worse. The sky had become blood read, and clouds seemed to be moving in all directions, like it was hunting.

Dean and Sam had just missed the recent batch of these deadly clouds. They were following the trail that it started to make, leading them to a blood stained town. Dean stopped the car and they both got out, the ground literally soaked in blood. It was everywhere. There was nothing but crimson around them.

"Jesus," Dean muttered, placing his arm over his mouth and nose to shield the awful stench that surrounded the area, "Jesus Christ, could have done this?"

Sam also covered his mouth, and shook his head, "I don't know."

They started to walk along the blood stained path, looking around for any sign of life. All they found was chaos. Bodies were strung from trees, and ripped to shreds. Some didn't even look like bodies anymore, just a mutilated mess. Arms and lets were spewed all over the ground and on the houses. Heads, and even eyes and noses were torn form their owners' bodies and randomly thrown somewhere. They were almost afraid to look within the houses, not wanting to believe there eyes to the horror outside.

Sam was the first to speak in the silence that had crept up, when he saw the body of a little girl"I-it's like-why?"

Dean walked up to Sam and put an arm around his shoulder, "I don't know. We just gotta find out what's doing this, then put a stop to it."

Just after he said it, there was a noise, like breaking glass. They both looked around. Nothing, the sound again, but once they had looked again, they saw it. A creature so grotesque, even their stomach quenched. It bared its teeth, showing the multiple layers. The being hunched over and it started after them. Dean readied the salt gun and shot at it. This seemed to have no effect on it.

"Shit!" Dean exclaimed, "RUN SAM!"

They both started to run back to the car, as the creature chased after them. The bloody clouds had started to come back, smelling the fresh blood of the Winchesters. They had almost made it to Dean's car until Sam slipped on the blood. The creature grabbed Sam and started to slash at him.

"SAMMY!" Dean yelled as he watched his brother being attacked. He grabbed the revolver from the car and shot the being. It reacted and jolted back. Dean took this as a great chance to snatch his brother back, who was now coughing up blood do to the injuries.

"I got ya, Sammy," Dean told his brother as he sped off in his car. He drove as fast as the car would allow him, trying to get back to Bobbie and avoid the fast approaching clouds.

Sam started to drift in and out of consciousness, leaving Dean worried, "Hang in there, Sam."

He looked behind them, the clouds had stopped coming. They would be safe for now as they reached Bobbie's house. Dean grabbed his brother and carried him into the house, practically breaking down the door with his shoulder to do so.

"BOBBIE WE NEED HELP!" Dean yelled. Bobbie came running down the stairs and stared at Sam.

"Dammit boy, what the hell happened?" He asked, taking Sam and wrapping up his wounds, starting to stitch them.

Dean shook his head, "I'm not sure, there was blood everywhere, bodies, but then this creature, this thing, came out of nowhere. It attacked, and this cloud cam after us."

Bobbie looked startled, to say the least, "Stay with your brother."

"Bobbie where are you-."

"Stay with Sam god dammit! I'm going to get something to help us."

He nodded in agreement and sat next to Sam on the bed he was on. Sam looked to be fairly stable at the moment, but Dean was still worried, he had lost a lot of blood.

He placed a hand on his brother's, "Oh, Sammy, what are we going to do with you?"

He ended up falling asleep, not quite knowing when.