Chapter 14: Quarrels and Wendigos
The scene in front of them was unreal. It looked like a massacre. Two tents were destroyed, one partially in a tree and the other was ripped to shreds. Logs were thrown about and bags were turned upside down then inside out.
"Jesus," Dean murmured, stepping up beside them.
Amber looked over at Dean, her emerald eyes wide, as he took a few steps forward into the campsite. From behind her, Amber heard Amber,
"Oh my God!" se exclaimed, running into the center of the campsite.
Amber looked around for Dean and found him kneeling near the edge of the campsite. Amber jogged over to him and put her hand on his shoulder,
"What is it?" she asked, crouching beside him.
He touched the path in front of him,
"They were dragged," he stated as Sam came up behind them.
"The question is, by what?" Sam asked.
"Skinwalker, maybe," Dean stood up, dusting his hand of.
"Skinwalker?" Amber asked, not familiar with the word.
"It's someone who can take the form of another," Sam answered for Dean.
"Makes sense," Amber replied, looking around the woods, "We'll be back to the car before sunset, right?" she asked Dean, putting her hands in her jacket.
"Only if we find her brother before sunset," Dean answered.
"Dean, you know I don't like it in the woods at night," Amber bit her lip, looking around her.
"Don't worry, I'm here," Dean smirked, turning to walk towards Hailey who held something in her hands, tears in her eyes.
"Very funny!" Amber called, walking over to Sam who stood at the edge of the camp, looking around the woods, as if he was listening for something.
"What's wrong?" Amber asked.
"Do you hear that?" Sam asked, looking around.
Amber listened, but heard nothing.
"I don't hear anything," Amber answered a few moments later, looking up at Sam, feeling slightly confused.
"Exactly," Sam replied, "no birds, no crickets…nothing."
Amber looked around,
"That's not good," she whispered.
Sam turned in the soft soil, leaving his boot imprint in the soil, and began walking towards Dean, Amber beside him. Just as Sam opened his mouth to say something, they heard shouting,
"Help! Help me please!" a male called, voice hoarse.
All six of them turned towards the direction of the voice. Instantly Dean pulled out his gun, Sam as well, and ran towards the sound, Hailey and Amber not far behind them. The soil kicked up behind them as they pounded it. Trees flew past them as they ran. Once they were a good distance from the campsite, the yelling had completely stopped, along with Sam and Dean. Dean stopped Amber by holding out his arms across her abdomen. Amber saw Sam backing up in her peripheral.
"Everybody back to camp," Sam said, before turning completely and walking towards camp.
"That didn't sound like a grizzly," Hailey stated, looking back every few moments.
"That's because it wasn't," Dean stated, trudging back towards the campsite.
When they returned to the campsite, their packs were gone.
"Where are our packs!" Hailey exclaimed, looking around the campsite.
"It led us out of the camp site so it could take our packs," Sam huffed.
"What? The grizzly?" Roy sneered, "it couldn't have been a grizzly, somebody's playing with us," he said, cocking his shotgun.
Amber walked past him to stand with Dean. Roy gave her the same look he did before, but this time Amber had had enough. She grabbed him roughly by the jacket and shoved him, hard, into a tree,
"I've had enough of you looking at me like that!" she yelled, causing Dean and Sam to turn around.
Dean's eye widened as he saw her shove him into the tree.
"If you look at me like that again, I swear to God, I will knock that look right off your face!" she pointed at him, her index finger coming within an inch of his face.
Roy pushed her roughly backwards, but she shoved him roughly backwards in return, into the tree.
"Hey!" Dean shouted, stepping between them.
Amber huffed and pushed past Dean angrily,
"That's right, walk away," Roy taunted.
Amber instantly turned at his comment and, despite Dean's efforts to stop her, launched herself at Roy, tackling him. They landed with a thud in the dark soil. Amber was able to punch Roy in the face once before Dean grabbed her,
"HEY!" he shouted, grabbing her fist and yanking her off the ground by her right arm, "hey! Stop! Enough!" he shouted angrily.
Amber stepped backwards a few steps, a few feet away from Dean,
"Stop!" he pointed at Amber, then he pointed at Roy, "And you!" he took a step towards Roy, grabbing both sides of his jacket and pulling him so their faces were a mere five inches from one another, "don't you touch her again," he said angrily, shoving him backwards.
Roy wasn't finished yet, he took a step towards them again,
"As long as you keep that bitch on a leash," he smiled evilly.
Now it was Dean's turn. He turned and threw a punch at Roy, catching him in the chin, causing him to fall onto his ball in the soil.
Sam came between Dean and Roy before Dean or Roy could do anymore damage,
"Stop!" Sam held out his arms between the two as Roy stood up.
"Guys, stop it!" Hailey shouted.
Dean shook his right hand a few times after rubbing his knuckles, which had already begun to turn purple.
"Set up camp," Dean said, staring angrily back at Roy.
Despite Amber's terrifying fear of the woods at night, they set up camp. Roy did not look at Amber once the rest of the evening, nor did he look or speak to Dean. There was one fire going, Hailey, Ben, Roy and Amber sat at it, just staring blankly into it. Amber looked up at the sound of Dean's footsteps approaching them. He walked past the small group with Sam, holding a leather bound journal in his hand.
"What are you doing?" Amber asked, standing and walking over to Dean and Sam.
"These will protect us," Sam said as Dean drew symbols in the dirt.
"From what?" Hailey asked.
"The wendigo," Dean responded, not looking up.
"Wendigo?" Amber asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, a creature that…"Sam began.
"I know what it is," Amber stated, looking around her.
"You know what it is?" Sam asked, surprised.
"Yeah, I just don't believe in it…I have to see it to believe it," she stated, "Though I don't really want to see it, especially right now."
"Well, sweetheart, I don't think you have a choice in the matter," Dean stated, finishing the symbol and standing.
Amber looked at the ground, covering her mouth with her right hand and muttering,
"Fuck!"
