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Boy's on Film

Two months ago I started filming Sam and Dean Winchester's hunting and there brotherly moments. Why you may ask, because when I was ten I fell in love with filmography and started documenting my dad's hunts. He made sure I knew the basics so I wouldn't get hurt out there but I get tons of great footage before he died when I was 19.

I was on the road for a few years taping many different hunters and creatures. When I ran into the Winchester's one day, I had to take the opportunity to film them. I remember that day very clearly:

"Hey, you two are the Winchester's," I said.

"Um, who's asking?" Dean asked.

"I'm Timi, I heard a lot about you from other hunters and Bobby. Also my dad met your father once," I said.

"Your dad was a hunter?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, then I took over. Well a little bit," I said.

"So what do you want?" Dean asked.

"I was wondering if I could film you for my documentary," I said.

"No way," Dean said.

"Come on, please. It would be great to have footage of the infamous Winchester brothers. I mean I have tons of great footage of other great hunters, but you two would be the icing on the cake," I said.

They huddled and talked lowly amongst themselves. I was hoping so bad that they'd give me a chance and let me film their journey.

"All right shorty. You can hang with us, but don't get in the way and don't get yourself killed," Dean said.

"That's fair, I can work with that, but are you going to call me shorty the whole time?" I asked.

"Yep, another thing you'll have to deal with," Dean said.

"Great," I said.

That day the Winchester's described to me somethings we'll be dealing with and their brotherly moments, the good and bad ones. I even got quick interviews with each of them before we headed off to their next case.


I still can't believe that I joined them two months ago and have gotten the footage of a life time. I got footage of them, Castiel, Crowley, and so many others it was unbelievable.

"Why the hell do you have all these cameras?" Dean said while looking through my stuff.

"Because Dean, they are all used for different purposes. The bigger one is for my tripod when I do interviews because it has better pixels and angels, the small camcorder is for when we are out and about, and my GoPro attached to the helmet is for when we get down and dirty," I said.

"Crazy film makers," Dean mumbled.

"Its business Dean. If you want the best for your work, you have to accommodate to each element," I said.

"Whatever," Dean said.

"I think it's pretty cool. How's editing going by the way?" Sam asked.

"Amazing, a few more minutes of footage and my documentary will be exactly two hours long," I said.

"I hate documentaries, they are so boring," Dean said.

"Well mine is entertaining, you two fighting is enough to make an audience double over in laughter," I said.

Dean glared at me and said, "Our fights are not to be laughed at. They are genuine moments."

"Uh-huh sure," I said.


A few months later my documentary was selected to show at a small film festival in Miami. I tried to ask everyone who was still alive and able to attend, to the show. Many of them turned the invitation down, but to my surprise there was one group who attended; the Winchester's and Castiel.

"You're here! I'm so happy you can make it. I thought no one would show, especially you three," I said.

"Are you kidding, we wouldn't miss this. I also want to see how good I look on film," Dean said.

Sam and I rolled our eyes and Sam said, "We wouldn't want you to be alone celebrating this amazing moment."

"Thank you guys," I said.

"You're welcome," all three of them said in unison.

"Nice dress," Dean said eyeing me.

I blushed and said, "It's going to start soon."

We all sat together and soon after my movie began to play.

The title came up on screen displaying: "Hunters: Living Nightmares" in big red chilling letters.

I was the first one up describing what this documentary is about.

"I'm Timi Pedal, and I've been traveling with my dad hunting since I was ten years old. I never thought about the dangers or problems that came with hunting. I just followed in my dad's footsteps. One day he gave me my first camcorder, when he found I loved filmography, so I decided to document our trips," I started.

I let out a sigh and continued, "When he died when I was nineteen I knew I had to keep up with it, so I decided to recruit other hunters to join me from a few weeks to a month, so I could film them and get each individual hunters experience. Of course there was a lot of people getting hurt and dying but I kept filming. I wasn't going to stop, this is not just for me but for my dad. Enjoy these true stories of every hunter I came across."

The video played showing many different interviews of hunters and footage of different hunts. I also tried to include information on the specific creatures and monsters we hunted. I had a wide array of people in my film; my dad, the Winchester's, Bobby, that creep Gordon, Jo, Ellen, Rufus, Garth, Charlie, and a few more.

One of my favorite parts came on and I was so immersed in it:

"Why are there so many cameras set up," Castiel asked as he looked into one of them.

"Because I thought it be cool to get different angles of the library, you'll never know what will happen. I've learned to be prepared for anything film worthy," I said as I set up the last camera.

"I feel like I'm getting spied on," Dean said looking around.

"You kind of are," I said.

"This is weird, what if we forget?" Sam asked.

"That's why I set up cameras of all sizes. Hopefully you'll notice one," I said.

Apparently they didn't remember and didn't notice the cameras because two hours later Dean was jamming out to some Metallica, in a black shirt and plaid boxers. Then a few hours after that, Sam was doing research on his laptop while eating a bagel. He dropped it and dusted it off then took a bite. Then Cas came and just stared at the camera with confusion and interest. I had to cut the film down, but it was crazy how long he stood there looking at it.


Eventually the film ended with in memory of everyone who has passed and a special thanks to everyone who participated. Throughout the whole movie there was laughter, crying, embarrassment and just pure amazement.

When it completely finished I got a standing ovation and I was so overwhelmed I could barely contain myself. We went back to my motel room after the film festival and we all celebrated my achievement.

"Too our best buddy, who grew on us over the time of filming. Your movie was a success and it came out great, shorty," Dean said.

"Yeah it was really good, Timi. It really made me view what we do on a whole new level," Sam said.

"It was very interesting Timi," Castiel said.

"Thanks guys. I couldn't do it without you and all the other hunters," I said.

"To Timi," they all said in unison.

We clinked glasses and drank our beer that we had. This whole project starting when I was ten just for fun and now it's a huge hit and I made tons of new friends, I couldn't ask for anything better.