Chapter Two
Dean's estimated travel time turned out to be very accurate. They were on the road for almost two days and along the way, Sam had another vision of another cruise ship which was sunk by the Kraken. After having the vision, Sam started debating with Dean again about getting onto a ship. He couldn't stand knowing that people were dying and Dean wouldn't get on a ship. After a heated argument, Dena finally caved and agreed to buy tickets for a ship once they got there. The boys ended their journey at San Francisco by mid- afternoon and got two tickets on the Spirit of California which was scheduled to leave early the next morning for Hawaii. So, the Winchesters found a nearby motel to sleep and pack the needed weapons for the trip.
"Kinda funny how we we're able to get tickets for a ship leaving tomorrow." Dean said starting to pack.
"I guess people are starting to freak out and stay close to land." Sam said also packing.
"Sam, are you sure this'll work?" Dean asked, "I mean, we still don't know anything about this thing. We have no way of knowing how to kill it."
"It must have some kind of weakness." Sam said packing a pistol into his bag. "Maybe our best bet is to blow it up."
"Maybe Sam, but this is one bigass piece of calamari we're dealing with." Dean said, "It could easily kill us first. And we'll probably get caught if we try to sneak explosive onto the ship."
"If we die, then at least we tried." Sam said closing his packed bag.
"Wow, and you say that I laugh in the face of death." Dean said smiling.
"I guess I really want this thing dead. After all of the people it's killed." Sam said sitting on one of the beds.
"I know you do, but is it really worth both of our lives?" Dean asked sitting next to his brother.
"I don't know Dean." Sam answered, "I guess it's worth it to save people's lives."
Dean hesitated before saying, "Well, we better at least talk to some of the locals. See if they have a story or something about what they think is going on. I'll go, you just get some rest."
"Why?" Sam asked frowning.
"You need it. You look like crap." Dean said throwing on a jacket and leaving Sam in the room.
Dean thought that the easiest place for him to start was the police station. If anything was going on, the cops would be the ones who know everything. Dean walked into the police station and saw a huge wall in front of his of pictures of people. There was a sign under the pictures that said: We Will Never Forget Them. Dean realized that these were all the victims of the Kraken's wrath. There were thousands of pictures on the wall; Dean couldn't believe it.
"Can I help you?" An officer behind the front desk asked.
Dean looked from the officer back to the wall, "What exactly happened to all of these people?"
"You obviously aren't from around here." The officer said, "They all died at sea."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear about that." Dean said walking over to the officer.
"Who are you?" The officer asked with a frown.
"Detective Justin Carter." Dean said flashing one of his fake badges. "I'm supposed to be working a shipwreck case."
"Which one?" The officer asked, "As you've just noticed, there's been several."
"The most recent." Dean said, "How many is several?"
"Twenty this month." The officer answered, "Follow me detective."
The officer escorted Dean into an office and asked Dean to have a seat.
"I just need some information about the wreck. Anything that you guys think might've happened." Dena said and the officer frowned again.
"We're not quite sure what happened, but some people are still talking about the Kraken." The officer explained.
"The what?" Dean asked playing dumb. So Sam's hunch turned out to be true.
"Kraken." The officer said again. "It's a local legend that no one really believed until the ships started going down."
"But now you do believe in it?" Dean asked starting to take notes.
"I personally do." The officer answered truthfully.
"Does everybody?" Dean asked.
"Not everybody, that's why ships are still going out." The officer said, "But after they go out to sea, they never make it to Hawaii."
"None of them?" Dean asked with a frown. "Why can't you just stop ships from going out to sea?"
"Because the Kraken is just a legend." A voice behind Dean said. Dean turned and saw another man standing by the door. "We can't stop people from taking vacations."
"That's right." The first officer replied. "Chief Anderson this is Detective Carter."
"Nice to meet you sir." Dean said shaking the Chief's hand. "So, could you tell me about this Kraken?"
"What's there to talk about? It ain't a real thing. Just a legend." Chief Anderson answered sitting behind his desk.
"Do you mind telling me about the legend?" Dean asked a little impatient.
"If you insist." Chief answered reluctantly. "David, would you give me and Detective Carter some privacy. Close the door on your way out."
The first officer left the room closing the door. Chief Anderson stayed silent and closed the blinds so the room became dark. Dean felt like he was slipping into a cheesy horror movie. He wished that Anderson would just tell him the legend so he could go back to the motel.
"So." Anderson started sitting back down in his chair. "You really want to know about this legend?" He asked putting emphasis on the word "legend."
"Yes sir, I do." Dean answered with a smile, "If you don't mind.
Anderson nodded and leaned back in his chair. That's when Dean noticed the large scar on the side of Anderson's face. He wondered if this is where the legend started. Maybe Anderson we on a ship and survived an attack from the Kraken.
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I know these chapters are really short but I'll try to make them longer. I hope you're enjoying so far. Please review.
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