A/N: For those of you wondering the claw of Kripke can be seen on the front of the Season 1 DVD cover. Sam is holding it. I don't know if that weapon's name was ever stated so I made one up. Credit goes to Supernatural if that actually is the name of the weapon. So without further delay here's chapter 2.

Present day

Sam finally shut down his computer and exited his dorm to join Jessica. "Just relax," Sam thought to himself.

Meanwhile

"So how many do you think are in there Jake?"

"I'd say 200 maybe 300 Jenna."

"And you're sure no one's going to try and stop us?"

"Calm down Chris. When has Jake ever let us down?"

"I guess you have a point."

"Enough of the small talk," Jake commanded. "Ryan do you have sleeping powder with you?" "Of course I do," Ryan replied. "And when we mix it into the punch bowl those pitiful humans will be out cold for hours."

"What about the rest of the campus?" Jenna asked. "I know they can't stop us, but someone will be bound to call the police if they happen to walk in on us." "And the hunters are bound to be monitoring police scanners for any sign of trouble."

"Already have a contact on the inside whose says that all contact to the outside will be cut off. He'll also incapacitate the rest of the campus while he's at it. Now shall we all get a BITE to eat?" Jake asked. The entire group responded with a groan. As much as the group loved there leader they were seriously getting tired of his bad vampire jokes. Taking their groan as a yes Jake led Jenna, Ryan, Chris, and Billy to the Halloween party.

Meanwhile (again) at the Party

"So far so good," Sam continued to think. So far none of the rowdy party goers were actually monsters in disguise. He avoided the punch bowl at all costs knowing fully well that someone always spikes the punch at parties like this. "Heck if Dean were here he'd probably spike it." Sam was broken out of his deep thought by someone spinning him around and howling like a werewolf. Sam instinctively punched the guy in the face causing him to fall on top of the nearest table.

"Sam! What the heck!?"

"I am so sorry," Sam apologized as he looked at his friends face for any sign of damage. It turns out Sam had given his friend Jack a second black eye (the first happening earlier in the year).

"It was a reflex," Sam attempted to explain.

"Sam. A reflex to a werewolf attack isn't to punch them in the eye. You run like hell! The way you act around anything unnatural you'd think you were raised thinking it was all real or something," Jack stated as he poured himself some punch.

"Sam you really need to calm down," Jessica said walking up behind Sam to pour herself some punch also.

"Just relax and have fun."

Sam smiled. Jessica was right. There was absolutely nothing for him to worry about. If he continued to worry about the supernatural he would ruin his chance at being normal.

"You're right Jess. Would you like to dance?" Sam asked. A somewhat evil smiled formed on Jessica's face. "You think you can handle me on the dance floor Sam?" Jessica challenged.

"I never back down from a challenge Jess," Sam answered outstretching his hand.

"Let's see what you've got Sam. But first have some punch. Everyone in here has had at least one glass."

"Um Jess. About that", but before Sam could finish his sentence Jessica fainted. Sam caught her before she hit the floor and was about carry her out of the party when he saw everyone else faint as well. Everyone that is except five people blocking the only exit to the building and they looked hungry.

"This can't be happening," Sam thought. "It can't." But it did. Somehow Sam's old life had caught up with him.

A/N: Please review and let me know if I'm doing anything wrong. Like I said in the summary this is my very first fan fic so any ways of improving my writing are welcome.