Wendigo Re-Write Part Two

On ward with part two!

"Are you Mr. Lonnie Shaw?" I asked him politely.

"Yes. What do you want?"

"We're rangers from Blackwater, and if you don't mind, we'd like to ask you some questions."

"Alright" He lets us in, and we just stood there rather awkwardly while he sat down.

So, we asked him a few questions. But when asked him about what killed his parents, he didn't understand why he would was being ask these questions.

"Look rangers, I don't know why you're askin me about this. It's public record; I was a kid. My parents got mauled by a…"

"A grizzly? That's what attacked them?" Sam cuts in. Mr. Shaw just pauses. He's unsure about telling us the truth. He just nods his head in agreement.

"The other people that went missing that year…those bear attacks too? What about all the people that went missing this year? Same thing? If we knew what we were dealing with, we might be able to stop it." Dean says, getting closer to him with every word, as if to make his point.

"I seriously doubt that. Anyways, I don't see what difference it would make. You wouldn't believe me, nobody ever did." Mr. Shaw says. Yup, Dean got his point across.

"Mr. Shaw, what did you see?" Sam asks him, slightly nudging him if you will, to get him tell us what he saw.

"Nothing. It moved too fast to see, it hid too well. I heard it though, a roar, like…no man or animal I ever heard."

"Did it come at night?" I ask politely. Mr. Shaw just nods.

"Got inside your tent?" Sam asked him.

He shook his head no and said, "It got inside our cabin. I was sleepin in front of the fireplace when it came in. It didn't smash a window or break the door, it unlocked it. Do you know of a bear that could do something like that? I didn't even wake up till I heard my parents screamin."

"Did it kill them?"

"Dragged them off into the night." Mr. Shaw corrected Dean. "Why it left me alive…been askin myself that ever since. Did leave me this though." He pulled down his collar to reveal a huge claw scar. He continued "There's something evil in those woods. It was some sort of a demon."

We all looked at him, and thanked him for his time, and left in a hurry.

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We were trying to figure out what it was, but we weren't getting anyway.

"Spirits and demons don't have to unlock doors. If they want inside they just go through the walls." Dean explained.

"So it's probably something else, something corporeal." Sam agreed

"Such big words, College boy" I joke around with him.

"Shut up. So what do you think?" Sam takes offense to this, but brushes it off.

"The claws, the speed that it moves, could be a skin walker, maybe a black dog. Whatever we're talking about, we're talking about a creature and it's corporeal. Which means we can kill it." Dean says, using corporeal just to tick him off.

We walk around to the back of the Impala. Dean's putting all sorts of guns into a duffle bag.

"We cannot let that Hailey girl go out there." Sam tells us as if we couldn't figure that one out.

"Yeah? What should we tell her? That she can't go into the woods because of a big scary monster?" I say half jokingly.

"Yeah" Sam says bluntly.

"Dude? You just can't go around telling people 'There's a big scary thing in the woods, you can't go'. It just wouldn't work out very well." I shoot back at him.

"It might, you don't know that." Sam says, getting just a bit snippy with me.

"Her brother's missing Sam. She's not just gonna sit this out. Now we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator-friend." Dean explains, which stops both of us from quarrelling.

I always seem to be getting into little fights with my brothers. I guess that's because I'm the only girl. Well, that and I like to argue.

"Finding dad's not enough? Now we gotta baby-sit too?" Sam's getting upset now. This is weird, it's not like Sam. Dean just stares at Sam.

"What? You got a problem?" Sam asks defensively.

"Nothing" Dean says.

"No problem." I add to his comment sarcastically.

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We pull up to the park to see Hailey, Ben, and this other guy (who looks like he's hunted all sorts of animals, might I add) with all these different types of guns. Well, those aren't gonna help. We hop out of the car casually, and grab our stuff.

"You guys got room for three more?" Dean asks flashing his ever famous smiley at Hailey.

"Wait, you want to come with us?" Hailey replies.

"Who are these guys?" Roy, the hunter guy asks.

"Apparently this is all the park service could muster up for search and rescue." Hailey tells him. Hey, she just dissed us. Oh, now I really didn't like her. I took a step forward, but Sam stopped me.

"You're rangers?" Roy asks us disbelievingly.

"That's right."

"And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?" Hailey asks us.

"Well sweetheart, I don't do shorts." Dean tells her. You know, now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever seen him in shorts before.

"What, you think this is funny? Its dangerous backcountry out there, her brother might be hurt." Roy informs us, but we know all about it.

"Believe us; we know how dangerous it could be. But that's why we're here." I tell him.

"Plus, we want to help them find their brother." Dean adds.

What seemed like hours later, we were hiking. I have to admit, I hate hiking more than I hate driving. Between the two, I'd prefer driving anytime.

"Roy, you said you did a little hunting." Dean asks casually.

"Yeah, more than a little." Roy says with a tint of pride in his voice.

"What do ya hunt?" I ask him curiously.

"Mostly buck sometimes bear."

"Tell me…Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?" Dean shoots at him. But Roy doesn't reply, he grabs Dean's arm. "Whatcha doin Roy?" Roy jabs a stick on the ground, and a bear trap pops up.

"You should watch where you're stepping…ranger" Roy says dangerously.

"You didn't pack any provisions. You guys are carrying a duffel bag. You're not rangers so who the hell are you?" Hailey says, finally figuring it out.

"Sam, Abbie and I are siblings, and we're looking for our father. He might be here, we don't know. I just figured that you and me, we're in the same boat." Dean says, telling her the truth.

"Why didn't you just tell me that from the start?"

"I'm telling you now. Besides it's probably the most honest I've ever been with a woman. Ever."

"You know, he's right." I interrupt them. Dean shoots me a dirty look, but I jus stick my tongue out at him.

"So we okay?" Dean says, picking up where he left off at.

"Yeah, okay." Hailey says reluctantly.

"And what do you mean I didn't pack provisions?" Dean says pulling out a big bag of Peanut M&Ms.

More countless hours of my life waste later, we come to the ever famed blackwater ridge. I have to say, I'm a little disappointed, I'd figure that there would be some little bunnies around or something, but there's nothing. Not even bugs chirping, which okay by me.

"What coordinates do we have?" Sam asks Roy.

"35-111" Roy tells Sam after pulling out his GPS.

"You hear that?" Dean asks Sam and me.

"Nope, I don't hear anything." I say.

"That's the point, not even crickets." Sam says.

Dang, something bad must be here. Fun times are ahead, that I much I can tell. I love hunting dangerous things, what would be the fun in hunting harmless things?

"I'm gonna take a look around." Roy states.

"You shouldn't go off by yourself." Sam tells him, concern in his voice.

"That's sweet…don't worry about me." Roy tells him, and heads off into the woods.

Once he's out of hearing range, I say, "I hate him."

"Abbie." Sam says in shock.

"What I do? And he thinks he's all that. I mean, we don't know what's out there. There could be a sk…"

"A skunk! There could be a skunk. Well, he's a hunter, he knows what he's doing." Sam quickly interrupts me before I say too much. Me and my big mouth.

"Uh, yeah you're right." I agree with him. Hailey and Ben just look at us like we have two heads. Dean just shakes his head at my stupidity.

"All right everybody stays together. Lets go." Dean says taking charge.

We hear Roy call Hailey, so we all run over to where his voice his. When we get there, we see two tents ripped to shreds and blood all over the place.

"Oh my God." Hailey says in disbelief. Even though I don't like her much, I do feel pity for her. I don't think I could stand it if one of my brothers was missing

"Looks like a grizzly." Roy says, though we know better.

"Tommy? Tommy?!" Hailey yells.

"Shhh" Sam tries to quiet her, but it doesn't work.

"Tommy!?"

"Shhh" Sam and I both sshhh her this time.

"Why" She says, barely keeping the tears in.

"Something might still be out there." Sam tells her.

This whole time, Sam and I haven't noticed that Dean's slipped away. We hear his voice call us.

"Sam! Abbie!" We walk over to him, to see what he's looking at. "The bodies were dragged from the campsite. But here the tracks just vanish. That's weird. I'll tell you what…that's no skin walker or black dog." Great. There goes all of our leads…Think, Abbie, think. Nope, I got nothing. We walk back to the camp to see Hailey start crying as she picks up Tommy's cell phone.

"Hey, he could still be alive." Dean tells her sympathetically putting his hand on her back.

"HELP! HELLLP!" We hear the cry for help and rush to the voice. Only we find that no ones there. Shit, something is out there, just like Sam said.

"It seemed like it was coming from around here didn't it?" Hailey says in confusion.

"Everybody back to camp." Sam and I say at the same time.

We run back to camp to find out that our bags are gone. Double shit, something's out there and we don't have our stuff.

"Our packs!" Hailey says. Congratulations, you can see.

"So much for my GPS and my satellite phone." Roy says sadly. Poor him, he can buy another one if we survive.

"What the hell is going on?" Hailey asks with fear in her voice.

"It's smart. It wants to cut us off so we can't call for help." I declare.

"You mean some one some nut job out there just stole all our gear?" Roy asks.

"Well, you could say that." I tell him, crossing my arms.

"I need to speak with both of you…in private." Sam tells me and Dean. We walk some distance away.

"So?" I ask.

"Let me see dad's journal." Sam tells Dean, who hands it to him. Sam opens it and starts flipping through until he found what he wanted. "Alright, check that out." He points to this weird creature thing. I read the description and saw that it was called a a Wendigo. I thought they lived out east…hm…

Dean must have been thinking the same thing, because he said, "Oh come on, Wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or northern Michigan. I've never even heard of one this far west."

"Dean's right, a Wendigo here?" I say in disbelief.

"Think about it, the claws, the way it can mimic a human voice." Sam says, listing all clues and what not.

"Great. Then this is useless." Dean says pulling out a gun.

"Here, take this" Sam says handing me Dad's journal, which I stuff into my coat pocket.

"All right listen up, time to go. Things have gotten more…complicated." Sam tells everyone, walking back to the camp.

"What?" Hailey asks.

"Kid, don't worry, whatever's out there, I think I can handle it." Roy tells Sam. I have some bad news for him.

"It's not me I'm worried about. If you shoot this thing you're just gonna make it mad. We have to leave now." Sam says.

"One you're talking nonsense, two you're in no position to give anybody orders." Roy says, anger filling his voice.

"Hey, no one talks to my brother like that." I say, getting in Roy's face. Yeah, I don't like him very much either.

"Relax" Dean says to all of us.

"We never should have let you come out here in the first place, alright? I'm trying to protect you." Sam tells Hailey, Ben, and Roy.

"You protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you goodnight." Roy says, getting in my face. Eww, this guy's breath reeks.

"Yeah? It's a damn near perfect hunter. It's smarter than you, and it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid sorry ass out of here." Sam says pushing me back out of Roy's reach.

"You know you're crazy right?" Roy says not getting in Sam's face.

"Yeah? You ever hunt a wen-"

"Sam!" I stop him before he says any more.

"Chill out." Dean tells everyone, but mainly Sam.

"Stop; stop it, everybody just stop. Look, Tommy might still be alive, and I'm not leaving here without him." Hailey says.

"It's getting late. This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night. We'll never beat it, not in the dark. We need to settle in and protect ourselves." Dean says changing the subject.

"How?" Hailey asks.

"Well, we need to set up camp. And we need to draw protection of some sort." I inform her.

"Protection?" Ben asks. That's the first time he's spoke in hours. I don't know how he goes without talking.

"Dean, look through Dad's journal. There's probably something in there that'll show protection from it." I tell him.

After about a half hour or so, we have a fire going with enough wood to last us for six months. Dean found a protection in Dad's journal that should work, so he starts drawing them on the ground with a large stick. Hailey keeps asking questions about the symbol and such, and Dean keeps telling her. Honestly, I don't know how he can stand her.

"One more time that's…?" Hailey asks.

"Anasazi symbols. It's for protection. The wendigo can't cross over them." Dean explains one more time. Please Lord baby Jesus, don't let her ask that same question again. Roy laughed at Dean's explanation.

"Nobody likes a skeptic, Roy." I say.

Dean stops drawing the protection symbols and walks over to Sam whose being leaning against a tree, just thinking for the last hour or so. "You wanna tell me what's goin on in that freaky head of yours?"

"Dean, I'm fine"

"No you're not fine, you're like a powder keg man it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?" Dean says.

"Dad's not here. I mean that much we know for sure, right? He would have left us a message, a sign, right?" Sam explains.

"You're right, he's probably never even been here." I say to him.

"Then let's get these people back to town and let's hit the road, go find dad. I mean why are we still in here?" Sam says all moodily.

"This is why" Dean says, holding up Dad's journal. "…This book. This is dad's single most valuable possession everything he knows about every evil thing is in here. And he's passed it on to us, I think he wants us to pick up where he left off, you know saving people, hunting things. The family business." You gotta love the 'family' business.

"That makes no sense. Why doesn't he just call us? Why doesn't he tell us what he wants; tell us where he is?"

"I dunno. But the way I see it, dad's giving us a job to do and I intend to do it." Dean says. Dean always follows dad's orders.

"Dean, no. I gotta find dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer. It's the only thing I can think about." Sam explains. So that's what's been bothering him.

"Sam, we all want to find Dad, but I think that we should help people along the way. Dad would have wanted us too." I tell him gently.

"You've gotta prepare yourself. I mean this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul, it's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man."

"Dean's right, haven't you ever heard of 'patience is a virtue'?" I joke around with him.

"Yeah, I have." He says, letting a smile show through." "How do you guys do it? How does dad do it?"

"I like to help people; it gives me this warm fuzzy feeling inside." I say, which is a bit clichéd, but oh well.

"Well my reasons aren't as click flicky as Abbie's, but for one thing… them." Dean pauses and looks at Hailey and Ben. "I mean I figure our family's so screwed to hell; maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little more bearable. I'll tell you what else helps. Killing as many sons of bitches as I possibly can."

"Which always helps." I add. We heard another 'HELP!' off in the distance. The same voice as before. The voice of a wendigo.

"He's trying to draw us out. Just stay cool, stay put." Dean says trying to keep everyone calm. The wendigo called for help again and again.

"Ok that's no grizzly." Roy says in realization.

"It's ok, you'll be all right I promise." Hailey says, hugging her brother tight.

"It's here." Sam says, his eyes scanning the forest. Roy shoots in the direction of the wendigo voice.

"I hit it!" Roy says happily, and runs off towards it.

"Roy, no! Roy!" Dean yells after Roy. Dean turned towards Hailey and Ben and says, "Don't move." Dean takes after Roy, and Sam and I follow him. The wendigo reached down and grabbed Roy by the neck. I heard a distinct snapping noise. Well, I didn't like the guy, but I didn't want him to die.

"Roy!" Dean call after him and the wendigo.

"Damn it!" I yell in frustration, and kick a nearby tree. "Shit! That hurt! Shut up, don't say anything! We need to get back to camp!" I say to my two brothers.

When we got back to camp, Hailey and Ben are waiting patiently.

"Wheres Roy?" Hailey asks with concern in her eyes.

None of us say anything, hoping that she gets the point.

"Oh God. It didn't? Did it?" Yup, the points gotten.

"Let's just try to get some sleep." I say and everyone agrees with. We try to fall asleep knowing that there's something out there, but its hard, even for me. I mean normally, we're in a motel or something but just waiting out here, it's a little creepy. After several hours of restless sleep, we all wake to see the daylight. Well, we have some chance in the daylight, right?

A/N: So, wendigo part two, how was it??? Hope you liked it! Please review! Critique is welcome, but please no flamers. Thankies ;)