THE DEMON FROM 1913 – Part 3
Since Calumet was a small town any news, good or bad, spread like wildfire. The news of Louie Fieldson and Fausustus Beetletown's death was spread quickly, before lunch the next day. The story was everywhere. The hotel, school, bar and even at the church.
"The firefighters don't know what killed them!" Someone had said. "They said that there wasn't any signs of a fire inside the hall."
"So what burned them?" another asked. It was the first mystery since the tragic Christmas party of 1913 that the city of Calumet had now been thinking about.
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''Dad, you will investigate it?'' Dean as they had lunch and watch Sam playing with Christina at the hotel hall
''That doesn't mean anything, Dean." John snapped. "And you will stay out of there. Do I make myself clear?"
''yes, sir'' Dean nodded unhappy
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John Kelly Winchester, knew he was going to regret doing this, even after telling his son to stay out of it, however, after all the weekend hearing about the murders and the mystery an massacre in 1913 had caused to that town, his curiosity took the best of him and a afternoon, while he was taking Sam for an ice cream, he decided to ask the ice cream parlor owner about what mystery everyone was talking about.
''the mystery was what everyone is talking about'' Mrs. Sheridan, the ice cream owner said ''in a Christmas party, someone falsely shout ''Fire!'' causing an uproar in the hall and killed seventy three people, mostly kids. The mystery is that no one ever knows who started the uproar'' she said ''my father, who used to tell me this story a lot, told that the door opened itself alone after everyone died, but some other people said it was the firefighter´s who opened.''
''it´s sounds like an horror story'' John nodded
''Daddy, can I have more ice cream?'' Sam suddenly asked
"Buddy you'll need to eat dinner if you get more ice cream you will not and I heard Auntie Amanda made your favorite dinner dish." John told his son, who started to clap his hands in delight. "Now say thank you and bye to Mrs. Sharidan and let's go."
''thank you for the ice cream, Ms. Sharidan'' Sam said, ducking his head behind his father
''you are welcome Sammy.'' The woman smiled ''And don´t need to worry about this story, Mr. Winchester, that building it´s just an old building, I'm sure these are just sad coincidences''
''I hope so, Mrs. Sheridan, I hope so'' come on, Sammy' he said, taking his son´s hand and walking away.
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Later that night, after making sure both his sons were sleeping, John decided to go to the abandoned building, in order to at least try to find out what was going on in there, since all of a suddenly, the citizens of Calumet, seemed to be afraid of it. This way, he took his EMF improvised advisor, a gun and goes to the site.
Once arriving there, John doesn't need to actually enter the building, to the EMF advisor start to beep fanatically and a nasty smell penetrate his nostrils.
Furious he took his gun and point to the front, however, when he heard steps approaching, John preferred to run away before someone find him and goes back, after getting more information.
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The following morning was Saturday, its means no school for Dean, who was spending time, playing with his brother. Despite his anger toward John, Dean still loved his brother with all his heart and spend most of the time playing with him.
Passing lunch time, John came up with an idea, so he approached is sons, in order to tell then something.
''Dean, I was thinking, maybe you would like to know that I decided to investigate the case'' he said
''good for you dad'' the older boy told him with a boring tune
''you want to help me in this?'' he asked and Dean almost jumped in excitement
''sure dad, what I must do?''
''take your brother to the library and find everything you can about the history of this town''
''really?'' Dean sounds disappointed ''Dad, there must be another something for me to do'' he said
''my goal is to get into that building and kill whatever is inside, but first, I need to know what I'm going to face, so I will call Bobby for information's and you will do some research''
''yes, Sir'' Dean sighted bored ''hey Sammy, let´s go with your big brother to the library.'' He said, taking Sam´s hand and walking away
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Once arriving at the old library, Dean settled Sam at the children´s section of books, went to find some archives and seat on the armchair near his brother, in order to read and keep an eye on him.
Just a few minutes of reading, Dean felt a movement on the floor and seconds after, his brother was practically on his lap, with a book on hand
''Dee, read to me'' he asked
''read yourself Sammy'' the older boy said ''you know how to'' True, every time they have without work or school, both John and Dean tried to teach Sam how to read or write, unfortunately, the kid´s brain doesn´t seemed to hold information well every time.
Still, he seat back on the floor and start to read
''o – onc-e upo-n a ti-time'' he stopped a little ''a k- M. Dee how this spell?'' Sam asked
''Kingdom. Sammy, Shhh, indoor voice, read inside your head'' Dean reprove him.'' Dean said getting angry and in response, Sam just stayed there, looking to the pictures of the book and talking to himself
''Sam, keep quiet'' Dean said again
''but Dean, I'm hungry'' he said
''Dude, can you wait five minutes? I have to write this things to Dad, than we can go have a hamburger'' Dean was getting out of patience
Frustrated, Sam got up, pick up a book and shove it on Dean´s head, trying to get his brother´s attention
''OUCH, Sam, what the hell? If you can´t keep yourself still, then get out of here'' Dean barked ''I have to finish this, I don´t have time for you now, just get out'' he said, looking back to the paper.
With teary eye then, Sammy realized that he wasn't wanted there and without saying another word, he walk away, in order to search to his father, who would certainly give him more attention.
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Meanwhile, not far away from the library, a few minutes later, Christina and her two friends Billy and Freddy, were hung out together in the park, planning their new, but less dangerous adventure, when suddenly, the little girl spotted someone coming on their direction. It was Sam, walking alone in the park, totally disoriented an tripping in every step he took.
''Sam?'' she whispered, when suddenly, Sam took a false step and fall into his knees, crying. Immediately, the little girl leave her spot and ran to her new friend, followed by Freddie and Billy
"Christina?" Freddie called at her friend who was hugging a tall boy about thirteen hugging
"I'm lost! I want my daddy!" Sammy cryed
"It's going to be okay, Sam." Christina said gently rocking the boy back and forth. Both Billy and Freddie, both ten, looked confused as they watched their friend hugging this boy who looked older but acted younger.
"Is he an idiot?" Freddie asked and looked shocked as Christina glared up at him. "I wasn't trying to be mean, it's just that he's older and can't remember where his father is?"
"He's not an idiot, Freddie." Christina said grabbing Sam's hand and pulling him to his feet. " my dad say he´s special. Now Sam where did you come from? Maybe your daddy's there."
Sam began to cry again as he sat back down. "I was with Dee. He told me to leave."
"Then why did you leave?" Christina asked once again grabbing his hand.
"Daddy said to do everything Dean told me to do." Sam sniffed rubbing his nose with his jacket sleeve. "I can't find the hotel."
"It's okay Sam. I'm heading there too!" Christina smiled at Sam who sniffed and looked down at her. His grip became stronger as he walked next to Christina who tried to make him happier by telling him that when they get back to the hotel that she'll play with him or even read a book from their small collection back at the hotel. It had indeed made Sam more cheerful.
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Back at the library, Dean was finishing up his research enjoying the silence he had been given. But then the thought crossed his mind as it was too quiet for his liking. He lifted his head to discover his brother was not sitting at the table or in the child section of the library. "Sam?" He called followed by many people giving Dean a stern look. He rushed over towards the possible areas he might be able to find his brother but when they turned up empty he began to search other places. The library of Camulet wasn't that big so he knew that it wasn't going to take long to find him. "Sammy?" He called ignoring the stern looks people were once again. Fear was spreading over him as he walked over towards the front desk hoping they had seen his younger brother. "Excuse me." Dean asked his face trying to remain calm and collected but his body twitched with anxiety.
"Yes?" The older librarian asked her friendly. "How can I help you?"
"I'm looking for my brother." Dean sighed already mentally punching himself and thinking 'I hope he's okay.' "He's about this tall," he approximated how tall his brother was. "Shaggy brown hair. Was wearing a deep teal sports jacket a red shirt and dark blue jeans?"
"Oh, yes." The librarian smiled nodding to Dean's description of his brother. "He walked through that door about ten minutes ago. He seemed pretty upset."
"Thanks!" Dean said running out of the library quickly grabbing his backpack and notebook. "Sasquatch," he said to a non-existing person as he ran. "You better be safe, preferably at the hotel and not with some stranger! Or dad is going to kill me."
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Back at the hotel John was fixing some of the broken shingles as he overheard a storm was going to be come rolling in a few days from now and wanted to be prepared, when he heard someone running on gravel, before a soft curse coming from the ground. He recognized the sound of his older son and realized something wasn't right. "Dean?" John asked quickly climbing down the ladder to try and calm down his older son who was clearly having a panic attack. "Where's Sammy?"
"He's not with you?" Dean asked his green eyes widening with fear as John shook his head. "Dammit. Dad it was my fault! I take full responsibility for anything that happens to Sam."
"You should, but what happened?" John tried to ignore the fact his son didn't have his brother but saw that Dean was trying to take responsibility to admit what he did was wrong before he was told.
"Well, after you sent us to the library to look up that building, Sam was bugging me to read him a book but I had to finish this up first. Here" He quickly handed his father the notebook which John took confused before he saw Dean taking a breath to start explaining once again. "But when I looked up ten minutes later, after he wasn't talking, he was gone. He left the library without me."
"Dean! Your brother left the library alone?!" John was now grabbing Dean's shoulder's roughly but he would never hurt his son, even if this was his most idiotic mistake thus far in his eighteen years of life. "Why would he leave?"
"Daddy!" John's head whipped around seeing his youngest running towards him his arms out ready to embrace his dad. "I'm sorry! I left Dean. I'm sorry!"
"It's okay." John said hugging his youngest son tightly, not seeing Dean lower his head in shame. "Why did you leave by yourself and where did you go?"
"He was with me and my friends, Freddie and Billy." Christina said standing next to Dean trying to cheer him up not liking to see people upset. "I hope you don't get mad at Sam, Mr. John. He wouldn't tell me why he was upset."
"I'm not mad at Sam, Christina" John said smiling but shot Dean a look of distrust. "I was just worried that Sam was hurt. And apparently, you took good care of him, better than everyone else'' he said looking between the little girl and his older son
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Dean had just tucking his brother into bed when he heard his dad walk into the room. Sam had been asleep for twenty minutes and Dean knew that he falls asleep quickly. "Are the notes helping you?" Dean asked John hearing a notebook being placed on the nightstand. John however did not answer his son's question making Dean turn around. John was taking off his shoes before laying down ''i´m disappointed Dean, you were supposed to watch your brother, while doing this research, he could have been hurt of something.'' John said closing his eyes.
"Dad, come on. I'm sorry I messed up again." John turned on his side and Dean fought back the tears that were forming into his eyes. He looked down at his sleeping brother and waited until his father's soft snores confirmed that he had indeed fallen asleep. Dean grabbed his jacket and flashlight before giving his younger brother a soft kiss on his brother's forehead before choking out softly, "I'm sorry Sammy that I yelled at you. You are the best younger brother someone like me could ever have." He glanced at the back of his dad before he quietly walked out of the room and out of the hotel.
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Dean looked over his shoulder before he walked through the front doors of the building he had spent researching. He adjusted his jacket feeling the shotgun filled with salt filled ammo. He slowly walked into the main room spreading the light from his flashlight over all the upturn chairs and tables making sure that he wouldn't be caught.
"Well, isn't this just cute?" The male voice made Dean stiffen as he whirled around before he fell to the ground after he tripped over the leg of a chair. "The young boy trying to gain his father's love and affection is going to try and take me out all by myself." Dean watched as the man's eyes went pitch black and slowly advanced towards him. "But how would you being killed make your dad love, appreciate and even trust you again?"
"Who says I was going to be killed you black eyed bitch?" The demon looked at him with a questionable look, before Dean took out his shotgun and shot at the man, knowing it was an idiotic move seeing the demon look unfazed.
"Nice try." Dean moved further into the middle of the room. "But let's see how you fair." The demon's power easily picked up Dean and raised him five feet in the air. "Don't worry, boy. Your daddy will know that you fought valiantly." Dean was sent falling to the earth screaming as he broke through the rotten floor and into darkness as the basement floor made contact with the floor and into darkness as his head made contact with the cement.
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John woke up sweat beading down his face as the nightmare he had seemed to real to comprehend. "Dean?" He whispered hoping that it was indeed a nightmare that had contained his oldest getting killed to please him. But only his youngest was alone in his bed and John jumped to his feet. "Dean?" He felt something grip his heart as he feared that his oldest had run away before he saw the notebook that Dean had researched and the thought flashed through his mind. His son had left to take on this alone. He knew his son could handle a case but that same feeling of worry overcame him. John quickly slipped on his shoes before running quietly down the hallway to knock on the Pole's door.
"Mr. Winchester?" Amanda asked, John felt really bad waking her up so late in the evening but he had to try and find his oldest. "What's going on?"
"Mrs. Pole I'm sorry to bother you but I need your husbands' help." John said.
"Why?"
"My son's missing."
"Uh, I'm sorry Mr. Winchester but Jerry left just a few minutes ago." Amanda said rubbing her eyes. "If you need to find your son, I'm willing to keep an eye on Sam for you while you go."
"Thank you so much!" John said with a smile before he quickly ran out of the hotel and rushed to his car. Upon seeing the trunk still slightly open, John inched closer before looking inside and saw that one of his shotguns was missing. "No! No! No!" John cried slamming the trunk down before jumping into the driver's seat. His son was by himself on a case he barely knew about. He only wish he wasn't too late.