AN: Supernatural- as promised. I would like to thank all seven people who have read my story so far. I would especially like to thank the two guests who gave me my first ever reviews. Thank you so so much. I now know what they mean when they say 'reviews make me happy.' I was jumping and squealing and everything. Also, don't worry- I don't plan on giving up on this story any time soon.
Disclaimer: It's in the first chapter I'm not putting it again.
On with the show!
"Bitch."
"Jerk."
"Ah come on Sammy; just sit back and enjoy the music!" Dean said, cranking up the stereo.
Scowling over at Dean and reaching to turn down the music, Sam said, exasperated "No, Dean. I'm trying to do research for our next job. Turn it down."
Dean slapped his hand away from the volume controls.
"No!" he snapped playfully. "No touchy."
Sam rolled his eyes and went back to his computer.
"Where exactly are we headed by the way?" Dean asked while drumming his hands on the steering wheel.
Sighing and face-palming, Sam carefully enunciated, "We are going to New Orleans, Dean. I've already told you this at least a half a dozen times. And how can you not know where we're going? You're the one driving!"
Dean made a face and waved a hand at him dismissively. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever."
After driving for a few minutes, Dean asked "So, Sammy, what exactly is it that we're gonna be hunting down on the bayou?"
Sam reached into the floorboard and grabbed a small stack of papers.
He shuffled through them until he found the one he was looking for, and said "Well, from what I've found so far, I believe we're going to be dealing with demons. Quite a few of them by the looks of things." Sam moved to the next page and continued, "But it's strange-"
"Sammy," Dean interrupted, "of course it's strange, it's New Orleans. The two things are practically synonymous."
Groaning in frustration at being interrupted, Sam said sarcastically "Wow, Dean. Synonymous. That's a big word for you. Good job."
Dean flipped him off and he continued "As I was saying, the demonic activity here is strange. It's not like what we usually deal with."
As they passed a sign that said 'New Orleans- 100 miles', Dean asked "What exactly do you mean by 'not like what we usually deal with'?"
Sam started "Well, there are some of the usual signs, but there's also a lot of other weird things happening there."
Dean opened his mouth as if to say something.
Sam held up a hand to stop him before he could say anything. "Yes, Dean. Even taken into account that it's New Orleans. It's weird even for them."
Dean closed his mouth.
Once again, Sam continued "I believe whatever's here isn't like anything we've ever seen, heard of, or dealt with before. Hence the research."
Both brothers continued in silence for a moment.
In a somewhat dire tone of voice, Sam stated "I don't know what kind of demon or whatever else this thing or these things might be, but whatever it is or they are, they're powerful. Very powerful.
About an hour and a half later, what with Dean's driving, they were headed into New Orleans.
Dean burst out "Yay we're finally here. I'm starving."
"You always are Dean."
"Yeah, well whatever. I think I saw a place that looked good a bit of the ways back. Near Ursulines, I think. They looked like they have good pie." Dean empathetically explained to Sam.
He responded "Okay, fine we can go there. After we find a motel."
-At Motel-
"So," Sam said, sitting on his bed, "From what Bobby said, we're supposed to be meeting some other hunters here in New Orleans."
"Really? Who?" Dean asked as he stood up from drawing a chalk devil's trap on the floor under the rug.
Standing and walking to the door, Sam told him "Well, the thing is, they're not exactly… well… human. He said they're immortal warriors who work for the goddess Artemis to help keep humans safe from the things that go bump in the night. While they do go after some of the same things we do, they mostly hunt daimons. The ones we'll be working with are named-" Sam checked a paper, "Kyrian Hunter, and possibly, uh… Acheron Parthenopaeus. I think I said that right."
Dean got a slightly confused look on his face and asked "Ashy- Partha- who? Ah, whatever."
By this time they were pulling out of the motel's parking lot, and Dean said "Wait, wait, wait. First of all- immortal? And second, what exactly are daimons?"
"Yes, Dean. Immortal. They're called Dark Hunters. And this also says they can't go out in the sunlight. So, naturally, they of course do all of their work at night and are practially nocturnal." Sam explained.
Dean opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to find his words.
"And daimons?" he finally ended up asking.
"From what I understand, they're basically soul-sucking vampires." Sam responded, seemingly nonchalant.
Dean shook his head and blinked a few times. "Okey- dokey." he said in a drawn out manner.
A few minutes later, Dean pointed out the windshield and said "There it is. That's the place I saw."
Sam glanced out his window.
"Hmm. Sanctuary. Okay let's go." he paused, "Now you just have to find a place to park…"
AN: And done with that chapter. Please review and let me know what you think. I have so many ideas on where I could go with this story, but I (mostly) have a general idea of what I'm doing. The boys are either going to meet in the next chapter or the one after, I haven't decided yet.
Aaaannnyways- I'm so excited. Invision comes out TOMORROW! :D I've preordered it and have been cursed with the ability to speed-read, so I'll probably finish it on the first day I have it. Then I'll read it again.
Until next chapter. Bye!
