Anthony Winchester's Tales
Chapter 2
Ghouling Around Part Two
I arrive at the Motel I stayed one year ago.
"Ma'am I'm here to get some stuff back, you see, I've been here a year ago and something unpredictable came up, I got all my stuff in my room." I said, looking at the keys of my room hanging on the wall.
"Sir, your room has been emptied. There's nothing of you there." She said with a worried tone on her voice.
"And where are my things?"
"We had them stored in a warehouse until few days ago… we've lost them." She bit her lower lip, if she was trying to hide the guilt she was feeling she was doing a bad job.
"So you're just saying my stuff is gone." She nodded. "That is just great. Don't worry, I'll do my best to find them, I won't sue you all. You are lucky." I left the Motel and entered my car.
A cell phone rings on the backseat, I look at it.
"What the fudge?" I grab it and answer it. "Hello?"
"Hey, Anthony. It's Bobby." I was a little surprised to hear him.
"Why did you leave this phone in the car?" I asked smiling.
"I wanted you to have a special one, just for hunters. You use it to contact other hunters." I listen to him carefully.
"So, just hunters in this phone. Okay." At the same moment, I look beside me and there he was… the Afro-American guy. "Bobby, I'll call you back." I hang up the phone…
The guy places some bags on the backseat. "This is what you came here for.
"My clothes, guns and stuff?"
"Yes. Found anything on the celestial weapons?" He asked like if he was demanding something.
"No, I hadn't my things. How do you want me to get them? First who are you?"
"Raphael. I'll give you one week to find one, after that, I'll take you back to heaven." My heart started racing. I got out of the car and then look back inside, he was gone.
"Damn, what weapons is he referring to? Is he a Demon?" I asked to myself not knowing the answer. I actually didn't care much about it, justice had to be made. If I die or not, I don't care and I don't want to know. "Okay, I'll do whatever he wants but first I have to kill the Ghoul." I enter the car and drive it to the old building.
In front of the old building
Sam and Dean are in their car as they see my car pull right in front of the door to the building. They seem to be paying attention and curious about who's in the car.
"Who's that guy?" Dean asked to Sam.
"I don't know, nice ride though." Dean gave Sam an annoyed look.
I got out of my car. Dean and Sam looked carefully to me; I didn't notice they were there and enter the building.
"Sun of a bitch." Dean mumbled, frustrated. He and Sam got out of the car and entered the building as well, reading their guns while walking.
The Ghoul seemed surprised to see me.
"Oh, look who we've got here. Won't you die already?" He said with anger in his eyes.
"Sorry babe. But I'm back." I look at the girl who was laying on the table. "Another one of your victims? You don't stop, do you?" I take my silver knife off my belt. "I'll save her."
"You didn't save the other, what makes you think you'll save this one?" He took a blade off the table and started walking towards me.
Dean and Sam are running and see the Ghoul coming at me.
"Shit" Dean grabbed Sam and they both hid behind the door.
"Ha-ha… do you really believe this girl is worth saving?"
"I do. She has a family that care about her, she has friends." The Ghoul is trying to cut me with the blade but I dodge every move of his. "You can try, but you won't succeed."
"Oh dear, I'm just warming up." I jump to a table and kick his head. He falls on the ground, I'm going to stab his head and he dodges it. He gets up in front of me. "I'm close now."
"Yeah." He moans in pain. "Too bad I didn't measure how close you were." I stick the knife further in his chest; he walks a few steps backwards. "Sorry." I said sarcastically.
"You…" He coughs blood. "Will pay." He kneels on the floor; I get the blade he was carrying.
"That will never happen." I cut his head off, his body falls to the ground, I take my knife back. "This belongs to me." I go and free the girl.
"Thanks." Her eyes were soaked in tears. I wiped off the tears on her face.
"You want to go home? I'm not going to hurt you." I take her hand and we both start walking towards the exit, we pass by Dean and Sam, I didn't notice. I got her in my car and drove her home.
"Dean, he's nice?" Dean looked at Sam, who was smiling.
"Yes Sam. He's nice. But that doesn't mean I trust him."
After driving her home I got to a gun shop, I decided to personalize my Desert Eagle. I placed it on the counter and took a picture of a gun out of my wallet.
"Can you personalize this gun to make it look like this one?"
"Woo, that will cost you a lot. Isn't this a L. H.?" He asked pointing at the picture.
"Yes, my personal favorite. I can afford it. How much?"
"5000 dollars." I gave him a check worth that same amount of money. "Okay, pass by tomorrow."
"I'll be here." I leave the shop and notice a 1967 Impala parked on the front side of a bar. "I've seen that car before." I enter in my car, always looking at the Impala. I drive away.
The 1967 Impala starts following my car.
"Maybe the guy is just passing by… or he might be following me." I thought of a fast way to get the guy in the Impala, I turn to an alley and the car follows. I stop my car, the Impala stops far behind mine. "Now I got him."
I get out of my car and start walking towards the 1967 Impala. The driver's window is down; I look at the car, still walking and notice Dean playing with the radio. I walk towards the car and look inside.
"Dean, any problem?" Dean looks at me. "Where's Sam?"
"I didn't see you get out of your car." I get pushed aside by a tax accountant appearing out of nowhere right next to me; he's wearing a beige trench coat.
"Hey? I was there first." The guy looks at me and then at Dean.
"See you already met your brother, Dean." He said.
"Cass, please do not pop-up into a place like that. You scared him." Dean said pointing at me.
"It's okay, what is he?" Castiel touches my arm, he looks serious.
"You died once. Who brought you back?" I looked at Dean.
"Some guy named Raphael. He has a mission for me to do." Dean got out of the car and looked a little upset.
"Your boss is Raphael?" Dean asked with an angry tone.
"Yeah, why? Is he bad news?" Castiel nodded still serious.
"But it wasn't he who brought you back, it wasn't his signature I saw when I touched your arm." Dean looked at Castiel, Castiel was thinking.
"If it wasn't Raphael, who could have done it?"
"The one I've been looking for all this time." Said Castiel. "My father."
End Of Chapter Two
Chapter Three: Raising Hell Part One
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Sorry about it being a little too short but I was running out of ideas.
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