Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to Supernatural
Note: This should be considered the first chapter when Nikola first moves in but it's not for some reason. . .
Nikola gulped as he stood outside a great big pair of oak doors. He was finally persuaded to live at the Sanctuary, like a normal person. Helen had to personally drag his ass out of underground.
He didn't knock; he just stood there in front of doors like some creepy little weirdo. He could hear machines humming inside, the growling of abnormals, all the signs that pointed to 'home'. Nikola waited a few more minutes before he banged on the doors quite roughly. The doors opened to reveal Helen Magnus.
"Welcome to the Sanctuary." Helen greeted. Nikola smiled and entered the colossal foyer. "You're going to like it here, Nikola."
"We'll see about that." Nikola replied as he took in the new surroundings. It seemed too big and open and bright. "Have you ever discovered this thing called drapes? They're for windows, you know, to block out the light."
"What are you doing here?" Will said as he came in. He had a scowl on his face as he saw Nikola. Then he took in the sight of luggage and he put two and two together. "Oh, no. No, no, no, no! Helen, he can't live here!" Will cried.
"This is a Sanctuary for all abnormals. Nikola is the most abnormal there is."
"Yes, but a genius one." Nikola added. "So, roomy! Care to take my bags?"
"This isn't the Holiday Inn! I'm not a bellboy! Take your own bags."
"My hands are full with being awesome." Nikola smirked.
"Will, help him. He's your new housemate. Play nice you two." Helen smiled as she left. Will stood there scowling and Nikola just watched him.
"Anyday now, kid." Nikola said as he walked away leaving Will to carry his bags.
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"I've never had an upstairs room. Then again, I never had an upstairs. . . .or a room." Said and intrigued Nikola. He hurried up the staircase leaving a very tired Will behind.
Will had to carry three of Nikola's huge black suitcases. He lugged them up the stairs slowly, huffing and puffing. "What do you have in here? Rocks?" Will complained.
"Yes, as a matter of fact." Nikola smiled back at him. "It's part of my new research."
"What? About 'how to be a caveman'?" Will joked. One of the bags was beginning to slip, but Will didn't notice. "Or do you still write with hammer and chisel? I mean you are like a million years old." Will continued and never noticed his grip was really bad now. "Or do you have pet rocks-" the bag fell from and tumbled all the way down the staircase. Nikola and Will just stood there and watched it fall.
Nikola turned back around and continued up the staircase. "You're getting that." Will grumbled and walked back down.