A/N: I'm really sorry. I've been swamped at school and my uncle is dieing. So, I've been super busy. But this weekend is free for me. So I thought I give it a little work. Since it's been a while. Please stay with me, my updates are going to be a little screwed up. But, alas I will not give this story up.

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Chapter 3 A Close Encounter

Dean stared into yellow eyes of Sam. His little brother was possesed by the yellow-eyed demon that killed his mother. Dean for the first time in his life was at a loss for what to say. But that didn't stop the demon from grabbing Dean by his shirt and tossing him on the bed. Dean got up to a sitting position. The demon pointed a finger at Dean and he got the unsaid message. Move and I'll kill you.

"What do you want?" Dean asked with venoum.

"Now, now Dean no need to be hateful. I came because I heard who your father was after. He's after one of my best demons."

"What? The legend said he was turned into the demon by a warlock."

"Nice, you've done your history. Alas it was not a warlock, but a manipulative demon. I needed a demon, one that would be powerful so I created The Boogeyman. Maybe if I'm lucky he'll come after you."

Dean stood his ground, "So you screwed up a kids life to create a new demon. What not powerful enough to make a powerful demon your slave. You have to trick some poor kid."

Dean had done what he was good at, because the demon grabbed his chin in a painful grip, "I'd watch that mouth of yours Dean. Your father was right you have a tendancy to piss us off. But then again I did love messing with his mind earlier."

"What? You did that? How long have you been here?"

"Oh, Dean," the demon started playing with his hair. "I just entered Sammy's body, but I've been watching. Ever since I heard that your father was going after my demon. I thought if Boogeyman comes after you, that's just an added bonus. But, I would never let him kill my favorite Winchester."

Dean looked at him confused, "What?"

"I didn't stutter. But, don't worry I will eventually come to find you if anything goes wrong. But I need something for the road."

Dean was about to ask what he was talking about when he swooped down and started kissing him. Dean was shell-shocked, he was about to push him away when he pulled away. There was a sick pleasurable smile on his face.

John was in the place that he was certain the Boogeyman was. Looking around was stuff to torture people with. Around there was some bones. If this is what Dean would go through, he'd rather go and take his boys away. But John knew he had to save all the future victims. He heard a noise comming from behind him. Swiftly he turned, but there was nothing. He turned back around and came face to face with a white eyed demon, with red skin, and black markings. With a swift movement the demon knocked the gun out of John's hands.

"What do you want?" It asked.

"You're killing innocent children. I'm here to stop you," John said a little confused.

"They're not innocent. They torture their younger siblings."

"Yes, but that's what most older siblings do."

"You have two children," John's blood ran cold. "Two boys, the older one is mean to the younger. He's even ditched him to go play a video game."

"That's not anything to kill him over. Dean didn't do anything," John defended.

"I hear he has a mouth on him. Perhaps I'll stitch it together so he can't talk anymore," the demons smiled evilly.

John dived for his gun, but by the time he turned it on the demon he was gone. John knew he had to get back to the hotel and fast. If he took his time something bad was sure to happen to Dean.

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