A/N: Despite the Trickster being revealed to be an Angel he's still just the Trickster in this story. That being because an Angel as strong as him would never allow Lilith to force him to do her bidding.
"Hello. Anybody home?" Sam called out walking into the frat house. Two Caucasian males and one Indian male entered the living room to meet Sam and Dean.
"Hi. You two Sam and Dean?" One of them asked.
"Yeah. Nice to meet you," Sam said shaking the guy's hand.
"Likewise. Name's Ryan. These are my friends, Chris and Eeshan." There was a yawn coming from one of the bedrooms followed by a girl walking out. "Oh. This is my girlfriend, Anna." He introduced putting his arm around her shoulder.
"Anyone know what time it is?" She asked rubbing her hand over her sleepy eyes.
"It's about 12:30. Why?" Sam asked.
"Oh shit! I promised I'd meet Sidney. Guys I gotta go!" And with that she bolted out of the frat house.
"Sidney," Sam thought wondering if it was the same girl from before.
"Nice girl," Dean commented and received a pointed look from Ryan.
"Let me introduce you to the rest of the frat," he said leading the brothers into more of the house. "That's David," he said pointing to an Asian doing push-ups, "and this is Jack" he pointed to another doing sit-ups. "Hey guys. These are the newest members of the fraternity, Sam and Dean."
"Hey," the greeted and went back to their exercises.
"Anyway, your beds are on the second floor. Your initiation will be in about a week."
"Initiation?" Dean repeated confused.
"It's what happens before you officially join a fraternity, Dean. Usually it involves some sort of humiliating or life scarring prank pulled by the other members," Sam explained while kicking himself for not remembering that part.
"Relax, it won't be that life scarring," Ryan joked.
Sidney had been sitting in the cafeteria for what felt like an eternity (though in reality it had only been about a forty minutes). She was originally supposed to meet Anna at twelve for lunch, but had not arrived on time. However, Anna never called or texted her to let her know she was running late. Sidney left 3 voicemails and was about to try for a fourth when Anna came dashing into the cafeteria like she just woke up or something.
"What took you so long?" Sidney asked mildly annoyed. "I was beginning to worry that you'd been kidnapped by Aliens or something."
"I'm really sorry Sid," Anna panted having just run half way across campus. "I was hanging out with Ryan and his friends last night and I must have fallen asleep while I was there. By the time I woke up they we're welcoming two new members into the frat house."
"Any names, per chance?" Sidney asked leaning on one arm.
"Names are Sam and Dean. They're actually pretty cute," Anna answered. "Not as much as Ryan though," She added catching herself.
Sam, Sidney wondered. "Was this Sam dressed in jeans, brown shoes, a brown jacket and have brown hair?"
"Yeah, do you know him?" Anna asked seeming more awake now.
"No. I just ran into him earlier today. He helped me out with my books after Emma knocked them down. He seems like a pretty nice guy."
"Somebody has a crush," Anna mumbled with a laugh.
"What was that, Anna?"
"You know what I said, Sid," Anna responded trying to hold back a laugh.
"I do not have a crush on this guy," Sidney threw back.
"Yes you do. You have that look on your face."
"What look?"
"Do we have to play this game?" Anna sighed. "Because you know I'll win. I always do."
"Let's just eat," Sidney said closing the subject.
"So this isn't too bad a place is it Sam?" Dean asked taking a seat.
"Yeah. It's all right," Sam replied his thoughts a tad occupied with other things. Dean felt like calling Sam out on it, but the stubborn guy would just deny it. "So what's our game plan?"
"Well Sammy," Dean began laying a detailed map of the school on the table.
"Dean where'd you get this from?" Sam asked noticing that this wasn't just a map you could buy at the student store, but one taken from the signs located at various points on campus.
"I know a guy," Dean responded.
"How? You've only been here for a- oh forget it," Sam said and allowed Dean to go back to explaining the plan of action.
"According to police reports most of the students have gone missing either at night or in very dark areas. I'd say that it sounds like vampires, but the method of death suggests otherwise. We could possibly be dealing with werewolves, but we can't be certain."
"Where do you recommend we start?"
"We'll try the bar the girls were found outside of."
The bar was pretty full when Sam and Dean strolled in and took a seat. "Hey bartender. Throw a couple of beers over here," Dean requested. The bartender tossed them some drinks and Dean slapped the money on the table. "So I heard a couple of students were found dead here?" He said while taking a swig of his beer. "That true?"
"It might be," the bartender answered cleaning the inside of the glass. Dean placed twenty dollars on the table and the bartender predictably became more willing to talk. "It's true. To be more accurate neither of the two girls set foot in this bar. They were found outside. Cops think some sort of animal got its hands on them, but I've heard that the wounds found on their chests say different."
"What do you say?" Dean questioned.
"I don't know." Dean gave him fifty bucks this time. "Seriously; I don't know, but thanks for the fifty though," he said and left to help more customers.
"Bitch. Ok Sam. I'm going to check out the outside of the bar. You hang around here and let me know if you see anything suspicious." Dean said standing up and exiting the building.
Dean scanned the outside of the bar with a machete sheathed on his back and a gun loaded with silver bullets in his right hand so he'd be prepared for either creature of the night; assuming one of them was responsible for the attack that is. He shined his flashlight on a nearby dumpster and something grabbed his attention. The metal looked as if it had been eaten away. But by what?
Sam downed the rest of his drink and set the empty glass back on the counter. So far nothing worth reporting to Dean had shown up in the bar. He just decided to go find Dean and tell him they should leave when he saw Sidney enter the bar. She took a yawn and walked over to the pool table. Sam decided to go talk to her and walked over to her.
"Need someone to play against?" Sam asked leaning over the pool table.
"Hi Sam. Didn't expect to run into you in here of all places," She said in a surprised tone.
"Brother's idea. Why are you here?"
"Just clearing my head a bit. Catch," and she tossed him a pool stick. "I should warn you," she began while getting ready to break, "I'm deadly accurate," and then she jerked the pool stick backward.
"OW! What the hell bitch!" Sidney turned around and saw a man bending over and clutching at his private area.
"Deadly accurate indeed," Sam snickered.
"Isn't there something you'd like to say to my friend?" Another student asked slightly stumbling towards them.
"First things first, you are both drunk and secondly I'm sorry," she apologized (sort of).
"That isn't good enough," the first student said and lunged at Sidney. She hit him in the side of the face with her pool stick knocking him onto the table. The other student tried ambushing her from behind and received Sam's pool stick to the throat knocking him to the floor.
"Thanks," Sidney said in gratitude.
"Anytime," Sam replied.
"Sam behind you!" Sidney called out in warning. Sam swung back the stick driving it into the skull of another drunken customer. He heard Sidney struggling and saw she had been grabbed from behind. Sam moved to help her, but she drove her pool stick into the man's toe and shoved him off of her and crashing into a table of several other customers.
"What the hell!" One of the yelled out exacerbated. Things escalated into a full blown bar fight as the people from that table got into a brawl with the friends of the guy that crashed into it. Sam and Sidney took cover under the pool table as a bottle of beer flew over the table and smashed into the wall.
"Follow me!" Sidney advised Sam as she crawled out from under the table and weaving in and out threw the intoxicated and clashing college students. They slipped out the back door and ran into Dean as they made their exit.
"Do I want to know?" He asked.
"Not really. Find what you were looking for?" Sam asked dusting himself off a bit.
"In a way. Let's get out of here."
"Would you like us to take you back to your dorm?" Sam offered Sidney; a hopeful tone in his voice.
"I'm good, thanks. Night guys," She waved and ran off into the night.
"Yeah. Night," Sam muttered; the disappointment in his voice not going unnoticed by Dean.
10 minutes later
"Oh my aching head," Chris muttered staggering out of the bar completely wasted. He couldn't see two feet in front of him and his head felt like it was about to split in two; not to mention the injuries he received from the massive bar fight he could've sworn he saw Sam and Sidney start. And to make matters worse, designated driver Jack had up and bailed on him leaving him to go limping back to the dorm. As he made his way back to the dorm a crash in the alley way caught his attention. His curiosity getting the better of him, he walked into the alley, but didn't see anything worth worrying about. Something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention and he bent down next to a trash can; Someone was lying just behind it. Pushing the can away he nearly gagged at the sight he just saw. It was one of his classmates! Something had killed him!
"What on Earth?" The Xenomorph's tail dropped down from above and wrapped itself around Chris' neck pulling the yelling student into the dark.