A/N: Okay, chapter four... Tuesday was one of my weekly DnD games (yay!) and I got inspired again. Tuesday's was hilarious and exciting since we were going through a dungeon and I ended up getting a collapsible boat that could talk and sounded like Morgan Freeman and was super sarcastic, one of my friends befriended a mouse that spoke Druish and could use detect magic, and another friend formed an alliance with and now has an army of bats that are immune to magic (God I love this game). (Also another friend stole a bit of my ham but that isn't important) OH and I edited the last line of chapter three so please read that...
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"What did he mean by check our pockets?" Sam asked curiously, smiling quickly to the bar wench when she brought their breakfast over.
"Well I'm guessing 'check your pockets' does in fact mean check your pockets, Sammy." Dean replied sarcastically before picking up a large piece of bacon and biting into it.
Sam rolled his eyes and picked up his fork, the rest of the group accepting the signal to begin eating.
"We'll look after breakfast," Charlie supplied, dipping a piece of her toast into the yolk of a fried egg and taking a large bite.
"Y'know, Cas, I'm surprised you got anything. I thought you didn't need to eat," the elder Winchester said, smiling slightly when Castiel began to scarf down his food at lightening speed.
"It seems that... Gabriel has... Rendered me more human than I am normally." Cas said through mouthfuls of ham, fried eggs and hashbrowns.
"Well maybe eat a little slower. Don't want you dying on us 'cause you choked on a bunch of ham," Dean teased, though he was only slightly kidding. At the rate Cas was going it wouldn't be soon before some of that food clogged his windpipe. That and he didn't exactly want to clean up the angel's barf if eating like that upset his stomach.
Cas nodded and -albeit begrudgingly- began to eat a more reasonable pace. "I suppose you are right, Dean," He admitted.
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"Okay. Let's see what Gabriel meant." Charlie said, starting to dig through her pockets, quickly followed by the rest of the party.
"The hell?" Dean asked, staring quizzically at the object when he pulled a bright green d20 out of the front pocket of his pants.
"I've got one too," Sam informed, pulling out a similar looking brown dice.
"As do I..." Cas sighed, showing the bright blue d20 in his palm to the rest of the group. Bobby and Charlie were not surprised to find a pair of dice on their person as well -fluorescent pink and indigo-, they all stared at the strangely shaped pieces of plastic. Confused as to why they had them.
"Whatever. M'sure it's nothing" Dean said dismissively, throwing the object behind him before promptly tripping and landing sprawled out, face down on the floor. "Ow." He added unnecessarily.
All eyes turned to the discarded d20, simultaneously widening when they found it had landed on a one.
"Oh my gosh, that's so cool!" Charlie squealed, picking up the die and handing it back to Dean. "I think we have to roll in order to do certain stuff." She clarified after noticing the dumbfounded and confused looks directed at her.
"Oh great..." Bobby grumbled, glaring down at the d20 in his hand with great distrust.
A loud Yelp sounded from their left and the group turned to see Cas had stepped on his tail and his d20 was on the floor, proudly displaying a two.
"I... I was curious..." He muttered embarrassedly, rubbing the sore spot on his tail and scooping up the hunk of plastic again and blushing bright red.
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"Mysterious Necromancer Continues To Terrorize Forest Under Chrysals Mountain" Charlie read aloud from a newspaper they had acquired. "I say we head in that direction."
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"Ugh, finally. I can't wait to get out of this stupid town." Dean said after they had stocked up on supplies and were preparing to leave the small village.
"Oh shut it, Dean, it wasn't that bad." Sam chastised, rolling his eyes at his brother and readjusting the large rucksack on his back.
"Quit yer' talkin' and let's get a move-on!" Bobby said, starting to walk towards the large wooden gates that separated the village from the outside world. Sam and Dean snapped back to attention and hurried to catch up to the rest of their group as they made their way towards the edge of the town.
"Wait up!" Dean exclaimed, quickly hitching up his own backpack and trotting after his family.
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"Ugggghhhh we've been walking for hours!" Dean whined, begrudgingly shuffling along behind his party as they made their way through a large forest.
"Dean, this is bad enough without you complaining every ten seconds!" Sam snapped, becoming more and more annoyed with his brother's bad attitude
"I can't help it! I miss my baby! I miss the bunker! I miss TV!" Dean bitched, earning either a sigh or a groan from all of the others.
"Does anybody have a spell that'll make him shut up?" Bobby asked hopefully.
"Actually you might at a later level, Bobby," Charlie answered, not missing the glint of fear that momentarily flashed through Dean's bright green eyes. "I'm pretty sure Gabriel made you a wizard." She clarified upon seeing Bobby's slightly confused look. The older hunter nodded curtly and turned back to the path ahead, careful not to let his adopted son see his smirk.
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"Are we there yet?" Dean asked about forty minutes later, effectively breaking the peaceful silence the group had fallen into.
"We don't even know where there is yet!" Sam exclaimed, giving his brother a stern bitchface.
"Geez, just asking..."
"Dean, I know it is boring but if you would please refrain from complaining that would be greatly appreciated..." Cas suddenly spoke up, turning apologetic yet slightly annoyed eyes on the elder Winchester.
"Sorry, Cas." Dean apologized.
"Oh so you listen to him?!" Sam said disbelievingly.
"He asked nicely, Sammy." Dean replied with a shrug and a smug look at the even stronger bitchface that was sent his way.
"Idjits..." Charlie and Bobby grumbled under their breath in unison.
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Bright afternoon sun shone down from above the canopy of treetops, staving off the last of the morning chill. A lone thrush called and flew into another tree. Of course none of this was noticed by the small party of adventurers as they were busy fighting a small goblin that had jumped out of the underbrush beside their path.
"Just roll the dice, dammit!" Charlie shouted, grabbing her d20 out of her pocket and waiting for the elder Winchester to roll his.
"What if it lands on a low number!"
"Then you'll miss!"
"Fine... Eighteen! Alright you little bastard, let's see whatcha got!" Dean exclaimed triumphantly, grabbing the handle of his Morningstar and charging at the creature with it, the spiked ball upper cutting into its jaw. "Sammy! Your roll!" He added, seeing that the creature was still alive.
Sam quickly dropped the small hunk of plastic onto the forest floor and smiled when it landed on a seventeen. He aimed his short bow and planted an arrow through the middle of the goblin's skull, effectively killing it.
"Good shot, Sammy! Charlie, does he have any loot?"
"Not really... Goblins are pretty common enemies."
"Well that sucks... Anyway let's go, there might be more."
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"I... Believe we should take a small rest here..." Cas said, slumping down in front of a large cave covered by the branches of a weeping willow sitting on top.
"Good idea, Cas." Dean agreed, sitting down as well, quickly followed by Sam, Bobby and Charlie.
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"Hey, Cas? Me, Sam and Bobby are gonna go check out the area okay?" Castiel nodded and watched as the hunters left, turning towards Charlie when she yawned.
"I might need to take a nap..." She admitted sleepily, rubbing at her eyes with one hand.
"Then take one, I will be fine."
Charlie nodded before quickly drifting off to sleep, the sounds of nature acting as the perfect lullaby. Castiel also nodded off after about ten minutes, it was only when he felt something grab his wrist that he blinked his eyes open. What appeared to be a severed hand moving of its own accord was holding down his arm.
"What the?-"
He was cut off by another hand scuttling up on its fingers and latching onto his other wrist, accompanied by a third one that seemed to be waiting for something.
"Char!-" he found out what that something was when the third hand crawled up onto his face and rested over his mouth, effectively stopping him from warning the red-head. Castiel attempted to fight off the strange creatures but to no avail, they seemed much stronger than they looked. The first two hands started slowly but surely dragging him back into the cave, despite his struggling. When he felt a strange heavy feeling wash over him his eyes drifted shut and the world went dark.
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A/N: first of all, yes I realize I'm being a little mean to Cas but whatever sue me (I also feel like Gabriel would focus around Cas more since he's his little brother) but anyway. I made another Futurama reference (see if you can spot it). The creatures that were just used are actually called "Crawling Claws" look them up on the DnD wiki for more info since I'm bad at summarizing things. I have another DnD game on Friday so hopefully that will give me some inspiration for the next chapter, bye everybody!
-KittyKat757