WARNING: This chapter contains explicit content including: heavy alcohol consumption by minors, mild drug use, strong language and some mild sexual content.
The songs that appear in this chapter were NOT written, produced, mixed, or sung by me or any existing or original character in this story. A list of songs and their owners will be listed at the end of the chapter.
Chapter 22- Twisted Transistor Part 1
Previously: Bobby found a book online that may be the key to defeating William but it'll take a day to be delivered. Meanwhile, Cas is attacked and threatened by the more higher ranking angels and is forced to stop his seemingly-insignificant army from fighting the former God, so the battle in Heaven isn't compromised. Cas believes the fight between the Winchester child and the demi-god is not the word of God but his brothers want it to go down anyway and with the Winchesters, Sunny and Roxie threatening to get in the way, the angels send the guys and girls to different places in the universe. Where exactly? Read and find out.
"Dean...Dean, wake up!" Sam's voice startled the older brother awake.
He opened his eyes and groaned at the sharp pain climbing up spine. He blinked away the fuzzy vision of sleepiness and looked up at his younger brother. He squinted at the bright sunlight peeking from behind Sam's shoulders, realizing they were outside and it was almost sunset. He slowly sat up, wincing at the dull pain, from sleeping on the hard ground.
"Where the hell are we?" he demanded, hoarsely.
"No clue." Sam shrugged, looking around.
He noticed they were on the side of a gravel road near a small plaza. Various sized houses and buildings decorated both sides of the street, giving him the implication they were in a small city. He peered farther down the road and found a small restaurant.
Dean climbed to his feet and stood beside the taller hunter, also noticing the small establishment.
"Let's go find out, then." he proposed, dusting himself off as he stepped forward.
The bell above the door of the diner chimed as the walked in but nobody looked up from their coffees or dinner. Dean was the first to approach the waitress at the register as Sam grabbed a newspaper from a nearby stand.
"Can I help you?" the older woman asked, tapping her fake nails against the counter.
"Yes, you can." Dean nodded, "Can you tell us where we are?"
The woman squinted at him in confusion before answering him, thinking he was some alcoholic or drug addict who often forgot where he was.
"You're in Martha's Diner located in Springfield..." she recited, rolling her eyes.
Dean raised his eyebrows expectantly, "Springfield? Springfield, what?"
"Massachusetts." she replied, annoyed.
"Wha-?"
"Dean." Sam interrupted, lifting the newspaper so his brother could read the date. "Check out the date."
Dean squinted down at the unfamiliar newspaper's print and read the date.
June 15, 2004
His eyes widened and his jaw dropped in pure astonishment. How did they end up 8 years in the past? Why in Springfield, Massachusetts?
"The angels." he remembered, vaguely.
"What angels?" Sam asked, looking up at the woman trying to eavesdrop.
He pulled Dean towards the door and began speaking quietly.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, holding the door open for them to exit.
"What's the last thing you remember?" Dean asked, quickly.
Sam stuck his lower lip out, thoughtfully, and thought back.
"Not much, actually- I remember being at Bobby's and I heard a scream while I was outside." he recalled.
"Then?" his brother rushed, "What happened next?"
"Uh, I ran inside and saw Sunny on the stairs..." he continued, then shook his head. "...and that's all I remember besides waking up on the side of the road."
"You didn't see anyone else?" Dean asked, "Sunny was by herself?"
"Yeah, yeah I think so." Sam said, "What do you remember?"
"Alright, I was asleep on the couch when I heard her screaming." Dean told him, "When I woke up there was a guy standing over me- dressed the same as Cas- and using some kind of psychic mojo to keep me from getting up. Then, nothing- Suddenly, I wake up feeling like roadkill."
"You think it was an angel?" Sam asked, uneasily.
"You know of anything else that can send people back in time, Sam?" Dean demanded, sarcastically.
"No but...actually, it would make sense." the younger hunter realized, "They wanted Cas to stop building his army and they wanted us to back off..."
"...So when we didn't back off, they sent us where we couldn't possibly get in the way." Dean finished.
"Exactly."
"So, then, where are Sunny and Roxie?" Dean questioned.
They walked through the neighborhood, not knowing what to do. They tried calling Castiel but because his injuries were so severe, the angel couldn't appear for them and neither men knew the angel had been attacked before they were teleported.
The sun was close to setting and they didn't have the Impala or their weapons, rendering them virtually defenseless and without shelter. Luckily, they had their wallets so if they came across a motel they could stop and rest for the night but for now, they didn't even know how far the closest motel was or where to look for one.
Suddenly, music drifted towards them from a nearby neighborhood and oddly enough, it sounded very familiar. The guys glanced at each other, quickly, and headed for the neighborhood, which also seemed too familiar, as if they had been there before.
They stopped in front of the house emitting the music and gawked at it. In the dark, it looked almost inconspicuous but as they got closer they realized who's house it was.
"I knew something about this place was familiar." Dean muttered, staring up at the decorations on the second floor porch.
They climbed up the crumbling, cement stairs and found a note on the front door.
Enter Through The Back- Shaki
"Huh, Shaki." Sam scoffed, "This is her house, alright."
They made their way around the back and found the basement door, wide open. The music was much louder now but it ended abruptly as they came closer to the door, followed by a loud wave of cheers and screams.
Dean motioned for them to go in and made his way inside, almost walking into a male teenager who was on his way out. The teen gave them a confused look before proceeding outside but the guys ignored him and maneuvered through the crowd to take a look around. Another song began to play a moment later, causing the large group of people to jump and scream again. There were at least 20 people in the basement, many of them held colorful plastic cups filled with different drinks. A mini bar was built on the right side of the room, on the shelves bottles of alcohol of various brands sat waiting to be poured and drank.
Couches and recliner chairs were stationed along the back wall and left side of the room where couples were making out and getting stoned. In front, near a set of stairs, was a small stage where a band stood, playing the music.
Dean stopped as the music intensified- he knew that song.
"Dean-" Sam nudged his brother's arm with his elbow and nodded towards the stage in front of them.
Dean quickly looked over and saw something that made his jaw drop to the floor, figuratively speaking. There on stage, holding a microphone and dancing was Sunny. Not just Sunny but Roxie and Shacona as well, and all three of them looked dramatically different. They were younger, smaller, and very energetic. Sam and Dean stood, speechless, as they watched their girlfriend's perform song after song, as teenagers.
Sam did the math and figured out that both Sunny and Roxie were 16 years old in that year.
"Holy fucking fuck, Sammy!" Dean exclaimed over the loud roar of cheering fans.
His eyes were fixed on his fiance', singing and dancing sexy in front of groups of men, gawking and drooling over her. Her outfit and appearance didn't help any as she wore a revealing corset that was see-through from her abs to her pelvic area and low rider Tripp pants that hugged her hips and thighs then went baggy on the bottom. Her hair was bleached blonde with multi colored extensions and her make-up was dark and goth-like.
Sam couldn't take his eyes of Roxie, either. She had on a frayed, jean skirt and black tube top that exposed her whole stomach with white thigh-high socks and black knee-high boots. Her platinum blonde hair was pulled up into messy pigtails with bright pink ribbons.
Both girls weren't nearly as thick or tall as they were in the present, making it obvious that they were very young. Dean didn't know yet if her dad's staged death had already happened or not. He knew neither girl would know who he or Sam were.
After the show was finally over, Dean went to make his way towards the stage to talk to Sunny but Sam stopped him, immediately.
"Dean, wait!" he called, pulling his brother back.
"What?" the shorter hunter demanded, impatiently.
"You have to remember that they don't know who we are." Sam explained. "We need to keep it that way so we don't change the future- or the present...whatever. Got it?"
"Yeah, yeah." Dean dismissed, waving his hand at Sam as he proceeded towards the stage.
Sam rolled his eyes and sighed, exasperatedly, following close behind. The room had gotten much quieter, as most of the guests began to leave, making it easier for the guys to introduce themselves with fake identities. Shacona noticed them first and immediately became wary, as they were much older than the rest of the guests who usually showed up.
Sunny and Roxie sat on the couch, talking and giggling, as they drank the booze from the colored plastic cups in their hands.
"Uh, hey there." Dean greeted them, smiling goofily at Sunny's younger form.
"Um, hey?" Sunny laughed, curving her eyebrows at him. "Enjoy the show?"
"Oh- oh, yeah, totally." he sputtered, unable to get over the situation he and Sam were in. "You guys...rock."
Roxie laughed, unable to control herself from the high amount of alcohol in her system.
"You know, I don't think I've ever seen you guys before." Shacona pointed out, "And I pretty much know everyone who shows up at our shows."
She crossed her arms in front of her chest and narrowed her eyes at them, suspiciously.
"What're your names?" she demanded, "And where did you hear about us?"
"Uh, our names?" Sam asked, nervously.
He and Dean glanced at each other quickly, trying to come up with new names.
"I'm Derek and this is-" he motioned to Dean, hesitantly.
"Munro." Dean said, quickly, regretting choosing the name of his son immediately.
"Uhh, and we heard about you from..." Sam trailed off as he looked at Dean, in disbelief.
"A friend." Dean finished, nodding.
"Oh, yeah?" Shacona questioned, "Who?"
"Oh, well...it was-" Sam looked at Dean, again, but his brother just shrugged.
"Oh, who cares?" Sunny cried with a throaty growl. "Chill out, Shaki! Jeez! Whether they're usuals or new; they came, they watched, they liked."
"Yeah!" Roxie chimed in, holding up her cup.
"So, shadap!" Sunny laughed, clearly tipsy herself.
Dean smiled, crookedly, and nodded in amusement at his 'future' baby mama. His smile faded, however, when a young male bandmate slumped next to her on the couch, in between her and Roxie. She gasped, sharply, at the sight of the boy, her eyes sparkling at him as she hugged him.
"Hey, it's Mikey!" she squealed, giggling.
Dean swallowed hard. That wasn't just any Mikey, it was her ex Mike, the Mike who she had been with when she was...this age. The Mike who became possessed by Damien and haunted her dreams until she went insane with paranoia. The Mike she was forced to kill...twice. He had forgotten about him.
"He plays bass in the band." Roxie informed the brothers, nodding matter-of-factly.
"...Awesome..." he feigned interest, chuckling awkwardly.
"I just got a call from a reliable source and they say there's a nest of demons in our area." Mike told the girls. "Thought we could do a little raid tonight, kill ourselves a mass of monsters?"
"Sounds awesome!" Roxie cheered, before downing the last of her drink. "Let's do it!"
The blue eyed teen noticed Sam and Dean standing as he smiled at Roxie's enthusiasm and suddenly tried to think of something to explain what he meant by 'monsters' and 'demons'.
"Uh, it's a band thing." he lied, awkwardly, knowing it sounded stupid. "I'm Mike by the way...and you guys are?"
"Hunters, just like you." Dean said, smugly, "And I would've thought of something a little more clever than 'it's a band thing' to cover my ass."
Mike forced a chuckle and nodded, squeezing Sunny as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders.
"I'm sure you would have." he said, quietly.
"Really, you're hunters?" Shacona asked, skeptically.
Sunny smiled at them, sticking her tongue between her teeth.
"Well, let's see what you;re made of-" she said, standing up. "Come with us to the nest and take out some demons."
Dean smiled and went to answer but suddenly remembered the DVD he watched a while ago, when Sunny was pregnant and they watched her old DVD's of music videos and the documentary of a hunt gone wrong. This must've been the night they raided the demon nest and ended up being out-numbered.
"No!" he suddenly blurted, making everyone flinch in surprise. "I mean, uh...maybe that's not such a good idea...for any of us to go, that is."
Shacona scoffed, rudely, at him- eyeing him as if he were inferior and weak.
"Some hunter." she uttered under her breath.
Sam pulled Dean aside, dragging him until they were out of earshot.
"What're you doing?" he demanded, "We can't interrupt anything that happens here, in this timeline."
"I heard you the first time, Sam." Dean groaned, anxiously.
"Then what are you doing?"
"I'm trying to stop Sunny from getting hurt!" he rasped, "Remember the DVD? This is the night her and her little friends go to the demon's nest and end up being ambushed. Sunny's going to have to stomach slashed open tonight."
Sam's expression softened as he remembered watching the clip. Sunny and her band of hunters piling into the car, trying to stop Sunny's wound from bleeding out. The fear in everyone's voices, the absolute chaos packed into a small vehicle. Shacona's sister sitting in the backseat with the camera, filming everything, witnessing such trauma at a young age. It was, indeed, a terrible event.
"Sam, I have to stop it from happening." Dean added.
The younger Winchester thought for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.
"Alright, Dean." he said, "I mean, how much can saving her from being hurt change the future anyway?"
A/U: Sorry I had to cut this short. I just really wanted to post something asap. Anyway, you get see where the girls were sent to in the next chapter. I'm gonna switch from the guys to the girls then back to the guys for the first part of the conclusion. Then, the girl's conclusion after that chapter. Sorry, if that's confusing! Lol.