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Hunting the Shtriga
Sam gave Kenz on last long look, before shutting the motel room door, and leaving his sick sister all alone.
If it weren't as bad as a Shtriga he would have never left her side, but kids were dying, he would have stayed with her all night if he could have.
He knew he would only be gone a few hours, but he couldn't help but dread leaving her alone. What if she woke up and called for me but I'm not here?
He hated thinking about that possibility, or the possibility she could gets worst before they returned, but they gave her some medicine, and some juice, so she should be okay till they get back. Even still like a good big brother he dreaded leaving his baby sis alone.
Twenty-three minutes later they were sitting in front of the house the Shtriga was supposed to hit any minute now. They sat in silence as they waited, for some sort of sign, that signaled it was go time.
Brooke Stone Lane, seemed like a perfect place to live if it weren't for the Shtriga, pulling innocent kids from their beds at night and sucking the life out of them. It was nearly three a.m. and they were still waiting for a sound. They had left the motel over two hours ago and Sam was getting antsy to get back to his Kenzie.
Then they herd it, It was nothing out of the ordinary really. All it was, was the simple sound of a squeaking gate that was in the back years. They both jumped out of the Impala shutting the doors as quickly as possible, guns with iron rod rounds, in hand.
Iron bullets are said to be, the only thing, that kills them. The kids parents were at the hospital, with his two younger siblings, so the twelve year old was home by himself for the night.
Sam picked the lock while Dean was on look out, the lock clicked and the door opened. They walked inside and they weren't in there for more then thirty seconds before they saw the Shtriga. It was in the living room, the kid was asleep on the couch and cartoons were playing on the TV.
The Shtriga was already starting to feed on the kid, and Dean was able to seek up behind it and shoot it, right in the back of the head. The kid woke up screaming, and the Shtriga fell to the ground. Sam, Dean and the kid watched the glowing life flow right out of its mouth before it turned into nothing, leaving only its cloths behind.
The kid stopped screaming, seeing glowing streams of life flow from this disgusting creature, and just looked from Dean to Sam, who both still had their guns aimed at the pile of rags.
"We just saved your life, so do us a favor and don't scream again." Dean said as he and Sam lowered their guns. They told the kid as little as possible, just simply that, that was the monster that made his siblings sick, and now it was dead so it would never hurt them again.
"Now," Dean sat down on the coffee table in front of the kid and Sam went over to look out the window. "you understand that you can't tell anyone about this, ever. Got it?" the kid just nodded his head frantically.
"Good. Now, next time your parents give you a bed time, don't stay up all night watching cartoons. Go to bed." the kid took off up the stairs like a bullet. They gathered the Shtriga's remains and left, but stopping in an abandoned parking lot to burn the remains.
They stood side by side and threw the rags on the ground in front of them.
"Last words?" Dean asked, Zippo lighter in hand, ready to strike.
"Good ridden." Sam said.
"Bye you filthy son of a bitch." and with that he dropped the lighter and they both watched as the rags caught flame and burned. They stayed there till the last flame went out.
"Alright, ready to head back?" Dean opened the drivers door to his beloved Impala, and got in. Sam and, just for a little bit, forgotten that he had a sick sister to get back to and now he was anxious to get back again. For once he actually wanted Dean to drive faster.
It was almost five in the morning by the time they got back to the motel. They were both happy the hunt was over and that bastered was dead, but mostly Sam was happy that he was going to be back at Kenz's bed side.
When they walked though the door they could feel, in the air, that something was wrong.
They saw what neither of them had foreseen, and what neither of them wanted to see. What they found broke them. What they found froze them in their place.
Sam stopped breathing at this dreadful sight.
Sorry this chapter isn't longer, I haven't been feeling good and that makes it hard to write but I'm trying my best! Leave a review and let me know what you think! Also you can PM me with and ideas for an upcoming chapter of a new story! Chapter 8 coming soon!