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Chapter 9

There was a large trail of blood down the road. Sam had been following the trail and had ran past Impala, not taking any notice of the black figure hiding behind it.

The trail went further down the road and then stopped. Sam came to a sudden stop and got his gun out at the ready, and his brother's knife in his other hand. He looked at the trail of blood and noticed it hadn't stopped, it had doubled back.

'How did I not see it.' Sam thought while he was walking back with his eyes peeled on the road ahead.

"SAM! SAM HELP ME!" came a cry for help from Dean.

Sam quickened his pace to a run, following his brother's voice. He had ran back to the Impala but his brother wasn't there.

"Sam! Hurry up!" came another yell from Dean.

He was behind the car. Sam quickly ran to the side his brother was on and saw the blood seeping from a slash on his brother's leg. He quickly shot the monster in the spine. The creature jumped up, which at the same time Dean quickly grabbed his knife from the figure and yanked it out.

The monster screamed with pain as it ran away into the trees. Instinctively Sam ran after the monster. The creature was too quick for him and had gotten away. He tried to follow the trail of blood but it was too difficult to follow, it went left, then right, then partially up a tree, then around some bushes, then disappeared.

He gave up looking for the black figure, it was too clever and too fast to catch, so he ran back to his brother.

"Did you kill it?" Dean asked in pain as he tried to cover it on his face.

"No. It's too quick, I couldn't catch it." Sam said as he sat at Dean's side checking the wound.

Sam got the first aid kit from the boot and started to clean the wound. It was a pretty deep slash but it luckily didn't look too serious.

"So, am I going to live?" Dean joked whilst Sam was patching him up.

"I dunno, it's pretty serious." He joked back after putting the medical kit back in the boot.

"Hey. Help me up." Dean asked his brother.

Sam gently put his brother's arm around his neck and slowly lifted him off of the ground. When they were at their feet Dean nearly toppled over. He had tried to put pressure onto his injured leg, only it couldn't take it and gave way beneath him. Sam still had hold of him and gently leant his brother against his car.

Dean was leaning against the Impala when his brother tried his luck to lean against it.

"Hey! Only I'm allowed to lean against my car." Dean said protectively.

Sam was quickly started, so he jumped away from the car and turned to see Dean rubbing the spot where he had leant.

"You know, you love your car more than anything. You should go and get a room." Sam laughed.

Dean was angry at this remark and snapped back at his brother, "Yeah well at least I know she won't attack me."

"That was uncalled for." Sam said, angry that his brother would talk about Madison like that.

"Hey, man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Dean apologised.

"Whatever." Sam said with his back to his brother as he then got in the car.

Dean hobbled over to the driver's door and gently lowered himself into the car.

"Hey. You can't drive with your leg busted up like that."

"That's why I'm not driving."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"It means, we're not going anywhere until we stop this thing."

"But how the hell are you planning on catching it with your injury like that."

"I'll manage Sammy."

"Well where are we going to start searching?"

"I dunno."

They ended the conversation with complete silence as Sam started to rattle through his thoughts to see if he knew of any creature like it.

The silence was then broken at the sound of the black figure jumping onto the car bonnet of the Impala. The creatures red eyes were staring through the windscreen at them with it's white fangs out with saliva dripping off of them onto the car.

Sam quickly jumped out of the car to then hear his brother complaining.

"Get it off of my car before it ruins it Sammy."

As Sam shot the creature one of it's fingers sliced into the car. He kept on shooting it until he ran out of bullets in his gun. He then pulled out Dean's knife and jabbed it into it's heart, then yanked it out.

"SHIT! It scratched my car!" Dean said as he carefully got out and started to inspect his car for more damage.

He then hobbled over to the creature and got down onto his knees and started to beat the living daylights out of it.

"How-Dare-You-Scratch-My-Car" Dean yelled, with anger clear in his voice, as he punched it after every word. He then uneasily got to his feet.

"Just be glad that wasn't you Sammy." He said with a smile to his brother.

"Yeah I'll remember that." Sam replied looking back at Dean with a sort of shocked and worried face.

"So. What do we do with it now?" Dean said as the two brothers looked down at the lifeless body.

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