THE DEMON FROM 1913 – Chapter 2
The best part of living in Calumet, from John´s point of view, was the hospitality coming from the local people. In less than a month, not only John, but both of his kids, had made a bunch of friends and the Pole couple, always helped John keeping an eye on Sam, if his father was kind of busy.
It was a shame, in Dean´s point of view that all hot girl in town had a boyfriend already, or was a bit older for him. On the other hand, the good news, is that John and he had been talking a little more and he thought it was meter of time, till he get John´s trust again.
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One random afternoon, as she came back from school, 8-years Christina pole, was walking toward her room, when she spotted Sam seating in the hall, playing with some toys, funny. She had seen him in the guest´s breakfast table a few times, having breakfast with his dad and another boy she doesn´t remember the name. He was very funny, Christina thought, always asking questions and acting as a little kid. Sure, as a curious girl, Christina asked her parents, why that boy was funny and Mr. Pole told her, that Sam´s brain was a little different than her´s and he thinks like a very small kid, instead like a big one.
Curious about that boy, Christina decided to approach him and talk, she was very friendly and maybe she could befriend him too.
''Hello'' she said, once stepping close to him. In response, Sam looked at her for a few seconds, thinking. ''what is your name?''
''Sam, my name is Sam'' he said, enthusiastically, already seeing her as a friend
''hi, Sam, my name is Christina… Chris'' she said seating cross legs in front of him ''you like farm?'' she asked noticing his farm animals toys.
''yeah, my brother Dean says I can´t say their names, so Daddy told me. This is a duck, this is a horse, this is a chicken…'' she said, pointing to each of the animals
''cool, Sam, that´s nice'' she laugh, making the other boy giggle ''can I play with you?''
''yeah'' Sam answered, but before the kids could start play, John appear and Sam ran to him, forgetting his toys
''Hello, Sammy, you made a new friend?'' John asked, looking from Sam, to Christina
''hi Mr. John'' she waved to him making the older man smile. Then, he reach to his pockets and took Sam´s medicines.
''drink with water, as the doctor told you remember?'' John instructed, giving his son a bottle of water''
''why he needs medicine?'' the little girl asked and John just smiled, not wanting to explain that.
Once the medicine routine finished, Christina asked John if Sam could play a little more ith her, but the kid apparently had forgotten about his new friend and now, seemed worry with another thing
''Daddy, want to go to the bathroom'' he announced
''Sure, Sammy, but no need to say it out loud'' John say, taking the toys and leading Sam to the bathroom.
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t was late afternoon and Dean was making his way back to the hotel. But instead of going straight there, like he promised, he took a quick turn and headed towards an old rundown building. As paranoid as he was, Dean continued to walk down to the building as he was meeting with a friend he had met at school, named Rick. He shifted his backpack as he arrived at the place he and Rick were going to meet up.
A two stores rundown building with darkened broken windows sent a cold shiver down Dean's back. He usually never was uncomfortable or afraid. But today he was terrified. Mainly of his father finding out what he was about to do.
"Dean, glad you could make it." Rick's familiar voice draped over Dean causing his hunting instincts to kick in. "Ready to do this?"
"Man, if my dad finds out about what we're about to do, he will kill me." Dean said as he took a look over his shoulder.
"Relax, dude." Rick patted Dean's shoulder making Dean less more comfortable then when he first arrived. "Your old man isn't going to find out about this." Rick looked down the street a ways since he started to hear footsteps heading in their directions. "Alright, when she gets here, the game is on."
"Somehow being with Greta Hoberman isn't looking like the best thing anymore." Dean muttered. "Oh man dad is going to kill me."
"What's with the whole dreading your old man anyways?" Rick asked seeing his friend in distress.
"I made a mistake a while ago. Was supposed to be watching my little brother and I nearly got both of us killed." Rick nodded and shook his head. "So tell me again why we decided to come here instead of, I don't know, try to sneak into a bar or something?"
"Because if you pranked Greta Hoberman here of all places you'll be a God!"
"What's so important about his place?" Dean looked up and down the rotting wood and broken windows already feeling regret in doing this.
"It's a black mark here in town. You see back in 1913 there was a Christmas party here with families you know moms, dads and kids. Well, story goes that while the party was in full bloom someone, the police don't know who did it, yelled "Fire!" and caused the entire place to panic. People rushed to the exit only to have it blocked and they couldn't open it. There was a lot of dead the next day. Mostly kids." Rick looked down at his cellphone. "Alright. I'll call Greta, and tell her to meet us at the Bar just a few blocks from here. You take her here and the rest will be in the history books." Rick smiled making Dean Grimace. He already had a bad feeling things won't go down as planned.
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This way, later that night, while his father was giving his brother a bath, Dean sneak out the room, took one of the hotel´s bike and goes meeting Rick at the old decrepit building, to set up their plan.
Unfortunately for Dean, someone from the hotel, saw the two boys and come back to tell John Dean´s location. Furious and tired, John asked Mrs. Pole to watch Sam for a few minutes, jump into his car and drive away as fast as he could and arriving in time to prevent the boys to prank poor Greta.
Once back in the car, it was a whole set of screaming and shouting all over again, this time far from Sam´s earshot and Dean telling his father for the first time, he hate him. In response, John just look at his son and say.
''if you don´t like me, fine, you are entitled to not like me, but I'm entitled to raise you in the right way'' he growled at Dean, who left the car without a word.
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Next day by the morning, once Dean left, John and Sam got down for breakfast, before John could start his job, when suddenly an argument between Mr. and Mrs. Pole called the old man attention.
"So how long are they planning on staying?" Mr. Pole asked roughly.
"Just until they can get a decent job and to find a place of their own." His wife said sliding a plate across the table. "They needed a place to stay. They barely had the money for gas."
"What if they never leave?"
"Then our daughter would have someone else to hang out with instead of those kids that got her hurt."
There was a deep rough sigh before John and Sam walked in. Mrs.; Pole smiled at them before grabbing two more plates. "John, this is my husband Jerry. Jerry this is John Winchester and his son Sam. Where´s your oldest?''
''Dean left for school already'' John said getting a good look into Jerry's eyes as he sat down and start to help Sam with his breakfast. "I'm sorry to be such a bother, Mrs. Pole."
"Oh not at all. You three are welcomed to stay as long as you need." Mrs. Amanda Pole smiled, spotting her daughter coming with her back bag.
''ready for school sweetie?'' Jerry smiled at his daughter, who nodded
"Christina, don't forget you have that doctors appointment after school." Amanda said softly setting more plates of food on the table.
"Mommy, I'm fine. Why do I need to see the doctor?"
"To take out your stiches. And besides you're still grounded."
"Why?!" Christina whined. "Like it said it wasn't my fault I got hurt it was those ghosts." Everyone except for Sam who was waiting for his dad to finish cutting his pancakes froze and stared at the girl. John looked at Jerry and Amanda who looked as though Christina admitted they were aliens in disguise.
"Ghosts?" John asked and Jerry started to laugh weakly.
"You know kids and their imagination." Jerry shot a dark look at his daughter who quietly picked at her food. "There's no such thing as ghosts. Or demons or anything else she might say." It was then John noticed the large amount of silver knives, salt containers and sigils for protection that were scattered on the walls at main points of the house. However, he decided to ignore.
''yeah, I guess so'' John nodded, turning his attention back to Sam.
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A WEEK LATER…
It was 8PM and two old miners found themselves walking back from work at the only mine that still remains Calumet, everyone has told then that the mine in question, was a lost cause, there´s no copper to find there anymore, but still, the two old men, were stubborn enough to try and look for something.
After a few minutes of walking, the two miners passed in front of the old Italian Benefit Society building and Louie, the older of them, look at the building with a bit and sadness and anger.
''that sons of a bitches'' growled Louie
''oh, how´s that Louie, why are you cursing the damn building?'' his friend asked
''it lets a dark mark on our history Faustus, not only in Calumet´s history, but in all miners' history'' Louie answered
''it's have been a long time, my friend, we should forget that'' Faustus tried to convince his friend, when suddenly, they hear someone laughing.
''what´s that?'' Louie asked, looking around the desert street
''it´s coming from inside the building'' Faustus said
''I bet those teenagers are trying to pull a prank on us again'' Louie said angry ''let's go get inside and scare the hell out of then.''
With an agreement, the two old man entered the building and climb the behind stairs, leading to the abandoned hall, but there´s no one there.
Scared, the two miners, turn around to get out from there, when they came face to face with a mysterious figure wearing a dark clothe
''who are you?'' Louie asked, taking a gun from his pocket and pointing to the figure
''let´s get out of here Louie'' Faustus was in panic, when suddenly they hear a shout of ''FIRE'' echoing the place. Once they knew there wasn't a fire, they stood still
''ah, shut up, there isn't any fire'' Louie barked, but to his dismay, this time, the man in front of them made a movement with his hand and the place blasted in a ball of fire, killing the miners instantly.