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The Oakwell 100
Chapter Four
The two cops were walking down the corridor when they heard the noise of metal hitting the floor; it came from the examination room directly ahead. One of them, Office Benson decided to take a look; he walked in his eyes immediately falling on the boy pointing the gun at the doctor and he automatically pulled out his own gun.
"Freeze Chicago police" Officer Benson yelled out
Jonas turned quickly the gun now pointing at the officer, seeing the gun Benson fired. He could hear Doctor Morris shouting "No" as the bullet hit Jonas in the chest. They both watched as Jonas fell backwards against the medical cabinet. As Jonas slid down to the floor Officer Benson had already rushed over to the boy's side and took the gun from his hand. Doctor Juliet ran over and started trying to save Jonas's life. It was no use she could see him slipping away in front of her.
"I'm sorry" she said
"Please tell my grandmother I'm sorry, he made me do it" Jonas said before his body went limp and light faded from his eyes.
She turned on Officer Benson "You didn't have to shot him, god damn it I was getting through to him"
"He pointed the gun at me; I couldn't take that risk, would you have preferred me lying dead on the floor?" Officer Benson shouted back
"No" she said quietly
"You forget doc this kids are killers, we have to stop them best we can, even if it means shooting them" Office Benson replied as he looked down at the dead teenager.
Two hours later agents Stevenson and Anderson entered the now quiet emergency room of the Chicago Memorial Hospital. They immediately approached the reception desk and flashed their FBI badges at Libby.
"Can we talk to Dr Juliet Morris, is she still on duty?" Agent Stevenson asked
""Just one moment" Libby phoned the staff room "Juliet the FBI would like to talk to you"
Libby put the phone down "Ok, follow me please"
Juliet put the phone down; it had been one hell of a night and it wasn't over yet. She pulled herself together as Libby shown the FBI agents in to the staff room. The two agents flashed their badges and introduced themselves. "Can you tell us what happened, Doctor Morris?" Agent Stevenson asked
"I've already told the Chicago Police Department" Juliet replied tiredly, she didn't really want to go over it again
"I know but you haven't told us" Anderson replied
She sighed "I was working on a patient and when I turned round there was this boy pointing a gun in my face. I realised he fitted the Oakwell 100 profile, so I tried to reason with him, he told me his name was Jonas Danielson and that he was told to kill me by the yellow-eyed father, whoever he is and then the police officer shot him, that's it."
Agents Stevenson and Anderson shot each other a look after she said the yellow-eyed father. "Why do you think this yellow-eyed man wants you dead?" Agent Stevenson asked
"I don't know a yellow-eyed man, I'm just an overworked and underpaid doctor" Juliet replied, at first she thought nothing of it but now she was more than a little scared.
Hearing the nervousness in her voice Agents Stevenson handed her his card "If you can think of anything, no matter how insignificant ring me on this number"
She took the card knowing full well she won't need it "There's nothing more I can add, I'm sorry"
As they left the hospital Stevenson turned to Anderson "This yellow-eyed man must be wearing yellow contact lenses maybe for some medical reason, can you look into it?"
"Sure" Agent Anderson replied
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John was reading the article in the newspaper; Officer Benson was a hero he had saved Juliet Morris's life and killed one of the Oakwell 100, a sixteen year old Jonas Danielson. John shook his head; he was just a boy only a year younger than Dean. His heart sank Benson had opened the way for more of the police force to shot down the Oakwell 100 and along the way he knew it could be Sam or Dean.
John looked up from the newspaper when his phone vibrated on the table beside him he answered with a tired "Hello"
"John" Scott's voice came down the phone. He was a bit of a computer whiz kid and he had helped John out on another job awhile ago
Recognising the voice at the other end "Hi Scott"
"You asked me to look out for something unusual well I have, I've found a pattern" Scott excitedly informed him down the phone
"What?" John replied not daring to get his hopes up in case it was nothing.
"Four days before the boys disappeared in Oakwell there was an electrical storm; there was also one in Seattle for four days before Jack Holroyd was murdered, again in Boston, Philadelphia and Chicago"
"Are you sure" John sounding hopeful if Scott was right they would have advance warning as to where the boys would turn up next.
"Course I'm sure and get this there another electrical storm building up"
"Where?" John was now on his feet grabbing his gear and shoving it in a duffel bag.
"Dallas, Texas" Scott replied
"Good work Scott, keep me informed of anymore" John ended the call and started yelling Bobby's name. This was the first lead they had and within half an hour they were on the road heading towards Dallas.
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Dr. Juliet Morris entered her home and switched on the lights, dropping her keys onto the hallway table she walked into the kitchen and placed her groceries on the kitchen counter, suddenly the lights above her started to flicker; she stopped for a moment and watched them until they returned to normal. Shrugging her shoulders and putting it down to a power surge she walked into the dark living room and froze. In the only light that shone from the kitchen she saw a figure of a man standing in the middle of the room with his back towards her but as he turned she saw his glowing yellow-eyes; she gasped in shock and started to retrieve backwards into kitchen but the door between living room and kitchen slapped shut behind her trapping her in the room with him. She carried on walking backwards until she felt her back pressed up against the door.
"Who are you, what do you want?" she asked her voice trembling with fear
"I've come to finish what my boy failed to do," the yellow-eyed demon replied
"What have I done to you?" she gasped tears now rolling down her face
"Absolutely nothing" the yellow-eyed demon replied
"Then why?" she sobbed
"Because one day in the future you will" The yellow-eyed demon's eyes glowed as Juliet was lifted off the floor, she involuntary moved up the wall and along the ceiling. The demon watched as she burst into flames and burnt to death.
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John pulled the impala into the Dallas motel parking lot; Bobby climbed stiffly out and walked into the office to book a room. While John waited he sat back listening to the radio that was playing low, he closed his eyes the drive down had been tiring, his eyes shot open reaching to turn up the radio, the news reporter was saying "Doctor Juliet Morris of the Boston Memorial Hospital died last night went her house caught mysteriously on fire, police are treating her death as suspicious, as it was only a few days ago that an attempt was made on her life by one of the Oakwell 100".
John turned off the engine and climbed out of the impala, he met Bobby coming back from the office "Juliet Morris died in a fire at her home last night" John informed him
"You think it was the yellow-eyed demon?" Bobby asked
"Yeah, I think he's the same demon that killed my Mary" John replied "a house fire fits his MO"
"Could be" Bobby turned the key in the lock to their room.
John went inside and sat on one of the two beds "He took my Mary and now he has my boys" it was almost a whisper. This whole mess was beginning to take its toll on him "If I don't get my boys back I don't think I can carry on Bobby not without them" he sighed "I know I'm not father of the year material, I'm more like a drill sergeant then a father but I die for them tomorrow if I had to"
Bobby heard the tone of defeat in his long time friend voice, it was up to him to reassure John "We'll get them back John, we're getting closer"
"I hope your right" John replied
"So we're here now what?" Bobby replied
"Order pizza and tune into the police scanner, see what going on" John replied
"Sounds like a plan"
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It was late evening when Lawyer Robert Jackson of the firm Jackson & Moore locked the door of his tenth floor office for the day, Feeling tired he walked towards the elevator at the end of the corridor, he noticed the lights had started to flicker overhead. Stopping he looked around and then carried on walking towards the elevator. He was half way there when the elevator doors pinged and opened, out stepped Tom Miller; he wore a white T-shirt and ripped blue jeans. Robert Walker took one look at Tom and knew who he was
"You're one of The Oakwell 100" he said as he started to back up, he look at the briefcase in his hand and decided to throw it at Tom, seeing the boy side step out of the way of the flying briefcase he turned and start to run as fast as he could back towards his office. He reached the office door and frantically tried to find the right key for the lock; he turned his head to see the boy walking at a fast pace along the corridor towards him, Jackson's eye widened in shock as he boy pulled out a gun from behind his back, as the lawyer found the right key he watched in horror as the boy raised the gun to shoulder height and fired at him, the bullet hit the door frame just as Jackson entered his office and locked the door behind him. He stood with his back pressed against the door for a moment his eyes darting around the room until they landed on the phone. He ran over to his desk quickly dialling 911 and demanding to speak to the police.
"I need help one of the Oakwell 100 trying to kill me" Robert Jackson stammered down the phone.
"Your name sir and your location?" the female voice asked
"I'm Robert Jackson I'm on the tenth floor of the Renaissance Tower, please hurry"
Minutes after they heard that a man needed assistance at the Renaissance Tower; possible Oakwell 100 attack approach with extreme caution came over the police scanner John and Bobby pulled up outside the tower, jumping out they started towards the main door of the building. John had nearly reached the door when a bullet whizzed past his ear and smashed the big glass window of the lobby; John ducked behind a large metal waste bin while Bobby ran back toward the car for cover. John peeked over the waste bin and another warning bullet it the waste bin. Both men knew they were pinned down by a sniper on the roof on the building across from the Renaissance tower. The sniper fired more warning shots at John's feet as he ran back towards the impala and crouched down next to Bobby.
"No way are we getting into the building with that sniper up there" Bobby said
"That sniper could be Dean?" John replied "stay here, warn the police when they turn up"
"Be careful John" Bobby called out as John made his way around the impala and ran across the road towards the sniper's building.
On the tenth floor of the Renaissance Tower Robert Jackson could hear sirens approaching he hoped they were coming to save him.
"Kill Robert Jackson, I have to kill Robert Jackson" Tom could see the fear his Robert Jackson's eyes as they darted around the room frantically looking for some way to escape. Robert Jackson knew it was useless, he had never prayed in his life before, until now he put his hands together closed his eyes and started to pray, then an idea came to him, he was a lawyer and what did he do every day, he negotiated
"I'm sure we could come to some sort of agreement, I'll give you money and you can let me go" Robert Jackson reasoned
"Failure is not an option"
"Disobedience is unacceptable" Tom warned
"You could disappear with the money I give you, get away from this man"
"You have no idea who you're dealing with, do you think that the yellow-eyed father his just going to let you live? Tom replied with a laugh rubbing the barrel of the gun on his temple. "If I fail my mission or get captured I have to…"
"You have to what?" Jackson asked
"I have to kill myself, those are fathers orders" Tom replied
"All the more reason to take off, we'll hide somewhere this yellow-eyed father can never find us" Jackson pleaded
"You don't understand, there is nowhere to go where he can't find us, it pointless running" Tom fired the gun which sent the lawyer flying back into the wall; he slid now the wall to the floor leaving a trail of blood behind him.
Tom turned on his heels and walked back down the corridor towards the elevator, he wiped away the blood that was running from his nose.
Two police cars pulled up outside the Renaissance Tower sirens blaring out, Bobby rushed over to warn them of the sniper on the roof opposite. One of the officers' radioed in for the SWAT unit.
John paced the small elevator that was taking him to the top floor of the building directly opposite the Renaissance Tower; as soon as the doors opened he ran out and quickly found the stairs to take him to the roof, he took the steps two at a time to reach the top one, grabbing the door handle he found the door locked so he peered through the small window in the door he could see the sniper laid on his stomach near the edge of the roof. He banged on the glass to get the sniper attention.
The sniper turned his head and John's heart missed a beat it was Dean, but he soon came to realize that Dean wasn't looking at him but at something else on the roof. John pressed his face to the glass and tried to see what Dean was looking at. He jumped back his heart pounding in his chest as a face with two yellow eyes stared back at him through the glass. The yellow-eyed demon smirked and gave John a quick salute as he backed away.
John just stood and watched as the yellow-eyed demon walked away from the door towards Dean before he fired several shots at the lock and then shoulder barged the door, he fell out on to the flat roof, quickly scrambling to his feet he searched the roof, Dean and the yellow-eyed demon were gone.
The normal stoic John fell to his knees and yelled "Dean" "Dean"
"Your bastard, give me back my sons"
Across the road in the Renaissance Tower the SWAT team had entered the building wearing bullet proof vests and helmets; they had surrounded the elevator which was on its way down their guns raised and ready. When the doors opened Tom Miller walked out blood freely dripping from his nose he opened fire on the SWAT team; they immediately returned fire pumping half a dozen bullets into him before his dead body fell to the floor.
Bobby had witnessed it all; he stood rooted to the spot as John came up behind him. They watched as the ambulance men wheeled out two body bags on gurneys.
"Do they know which one he was?" John asked
"Not yet" Bobby replied "Was the sniper Dean?"
"Yeah" John replied stopping one of the gurneys and unzipping the body bag. "Oh god"
"What John?" Bobby asked seeing John's face pale slightly
"He lived a few doors down from us" John turned and quietly walked back to the impala. Bobby turned and followed.
TBC