Raven: Sorry, I forgot to put my disclaimer on the prologue. It's my first time doing any of this.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Supernatural.
"Hi" - People speaking
'Hi' - Someone's thoughts
Sam walked cautiously down the deserted streets of River Pass, Colorado, shotgun at the ready, Dean at his side. He looked around warily at the forsaken town, with no one in sight. This wasn't sitting well with him. There were cars in the middle of the road, abandoned. It looked as if the people had just left everything behind and ran. There were some cars turned over or totaled on the side of the road. He looked in one of the upturned cars, looking for anyone, and shook his head at Dean when there was nothing. They continued down the street looking in each of the cars for any sign of a live person.
Dean paused for a second, admiring a red Mustang, strange for such a small, isolated town.
'Things just got a whole lot spookier' Sam thought, when he saw the large puddles of blood beside another deserted car.
-Click-
Sam and Dean whirled, guns held ready at the sound of a gun cocking. They stopped in shock at the familiar face that greeted them.
"Ellen?" Sam called out in surprise. She was holding a gun to them, looking at them suspiciously.
"Hello, boys," She greeted, lowering her gun slightly. Sam and Dean looked at each other, happy at seeing her after so long.
"Ellen, what the heck's going on here?" Dean cried in confusion, right as Ellen walked forward and splashed holy water in his face. Dean spluttered for a moment, while Ellen pointed her gun at him again, ready to shoot if he showed any signs of being a demon.
"We're us," Dean growled in annoyance, and Ellen put her gun down, disarming it. She walked past them, and towards a church. Dean started to follow, Sam trailing behind. They walked over the salt line, and devil's trap at the doorway, door shutting behind them. Ellen turned around, before finally speaking again, voice breaking.
"Real good to see you, boys," while hugging Dean. Sam watched with guilt, ashamed that they hadn't paid her a visit in so long.
Ellen stepped away, looking Dean over, before suddenly smacking him across the face. Dean's head swung around from the force of the blow, him grunting in pain and surprise, while Sam flinched back in shock.
"The can of whoop-ass I ought to open on you! You can't pick up a phone? What are you, allergic to giving me some peace of mind?" Ellen ranted, glaring at Sam when he smirked at the lashing Dean was getting. "I gotta find out that you're alive from Rufus?"
Dean shrugged, "Sorry, Ellen."
"Yeah, you better be. You better put me on speed dial, kid."
"Yes, ma'am."
Ellen paused, then nodded, and continued walking to a set of stairs, which she started walking down. Dean turned to look at Sam, eyebrows raised, and Sam copied the look, shrugging to show his confusion as well.
They followed Ellen down the stairs, when Dean's curiosity got the best of him.
"So, what's going on, Ellen?"
"More than I can handle alone," she answered.
"How many demons are there?" Sam inquired.
"Pretty much whole town, minus the dead people and these guys," Ellen reported, coming to a stop at a doorway that had another salt line and devil's trap. She turned to them, resignation on her face.
"So this is it, right? End times."
Sam and Dean looked at each other, then back at her.
"It's gotta be." They nodded, and Sam replied.
"Seems like it."
Ellen nodded, turned to the door, and knocked twice, then, "It's me."
There was sliding and a hole in the door exposed, an eye looking out at them. The hole closed, and the door was opened to let them enter, revealing a group of people, sitting or standing in a small room. They all appeared to be pretty shaken up, especially the pregnant woman, seated next to what was most likely her husband. One of the survivors caught the brothers' eyes, a strange boy, with long blonde hair, and amazingly bright blue eyes. Unknown to each other, Sam and Dean were both thinking the same thing. 'Damn, he's beautiful'. Said boy noticed their eyes on him, and blushed a light pink, before looking away quickly.
They were knocked out of their thoughts by Ellen, who was introducing them.
"This is Sam and Dean. They're hunters here to help."
"You guys hip to this whole demon thing?" One survivor asked. He was young, around 28, and held his gun with practiced experience.
The three hunters turned to look at him, and Dean answered him.
"Yeah, are you?"
Another man interrupted.
"My wife's eyes turned black. She came at me with a brick. Kind of makes you embrace the paranormal," he said uneasily, biting at his thumb.
Dean turned to Ellen, wanting the full story.
"All right, catch us up."
"I doubt I know much more than you," she answered sighing, "Rufus called, said he was in town investigating omens. All of a sudden, the whole town was possessed. Me and Jo were nearby-"
Dean interrupted, "You were hunting with Jo?"
Ellen nodded, "Yeah, for a while now. We got here and the place – Well, the place was like you see it. Couldn't find Rufus, then me and Jo got separated. I was out looking when I found you."
Dean nodded, "Don't worry. We'll find her," he said reassuringly.
"Either way, these people cannot just sit here, we gotta get them out now," Sam said, looking around. His eyes once again stopped at the blonde boy. He was sitting quietly, looking blankly into space.
"It's not that easy. I've been trying. We made a run for it once."
"What happened?"
"There used to be 20 of us." With that, Sam and Dean scanned the room again, shocked at how much the number had went down.
"Well, there's three of us now." Dean pointed out.
"You don't know what it's like out there. Demons are everywhere. We won't be able to cover everybody," Ellen warned them.
"What if we get everyone guns?" Sam suggested, trying to find a way to get the people out of the town safely.
Dean looked at him incredulously. "What, are you gonna arm up baby bump over there?"
"More salt we can fire at once, more demons we can keep away," Sam argued.
Dean thought it over, "There's a store we passed on Main on the way in. I bet they got guns."
"All right. You stay. We'll go," Sam said to Ellen.
They turned back to the door, waiting as it was opened. Sam cast a look back at the blonde boy, before walking out.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on," Dean called out, stopping Sam, "Why don't I just go?"
"What? Alone?"
"Well, yeah. Somebody's gotta stay here, start giving them Shotgun 101."
"Yeah, Ellen," Sam started to go up the stairs, but Dean stopped him again.
"No, no, no. It'll go a lot faster if you stay and help, okay?"
"While you go and get guns, and look for Jo and Rufus?" Sam exclaimed, "That's stupid!"
"I can handle it."
Sam looked at Dean for a second.
"You don't want me going out there!" he blurted angrily.
"I didn't say that," Dean denied, chuckling nervously.
"Around demons!"
"I didn't say that!" Dean cried.
"Fine. Then let's go." Sam walked up the stairs angrily, Dean reluctantly following.
Raven: I'm sure there are a lot of mistakes, and I'm sorry bout them.