"That explains a lot," Dean said, "And as many crazy things going on in this town, it's no wonder more than one of us figured it out."
"And whatever it is killed Eli before he could kill it," Sam said, "Did he ever figure out what it was?"
"Not on this page at least," Dean said, "The thing about there being more than one monster was the last thing. Though, I gotta tell you, I think Eli might have had a point with that one."
"Like he said, it would explain why we got some people being burnt to a crisp, and others that are being mauled to death and shoved into mirrors." Sam agreed.
"Maybe he's got something else useful in here," Dean rummaging through countless sheets of note paper covered in pen and pencil lead, and printouts. "You know what?" Dean said, "Maybe we should take them with us."
They snuck the evidence boxes out of the evidence locker, and pinned Eli's work onto the walls of their motel room. "Okay," Sam said, "Eli ruled out Werewolves, Rugarus, and Hell Hounds for the mauling deaths. He couldn't find anything for the burnings."
"Well, I doubt anyone could," Dean said, "I mean, do you know anything that does that? I don't."
"Me neither," Sam said, "And he look into the possibly of an angry spirit doing the other murders, but he couldn't find any links between the victims, or anything else you usually find with a haunting. "
"So basically we have just as much as when we started," Dean said.
"Well, we know we're dealing with at least two different monsters now," Sam said, "And that we better be careful, or some other hunters will be trying to put together our notes."
Dean didn't say anything, thinking about how Sam was right, how easily this could be them. Thinking about that didn't help.
They studied the notes for a few more hours, then called it a night and collapse on their respective beds. Around 3 A.M., Dean was awoken by something, he wasn't sure what. He sat up, looked around, and realized what he was hearing was the sound of growling. Dean looked over at Sam, who was still sleeping. "Pssh," Dean hissed, "Sam!"
Sam woke, bringing the upper half of his body up, "What?"
"Do you hear something?" Dean asked.
Sam listened for a moment, and he heard it. "Is that..." He began, "Growling?"
"Crap," Dean whispered, "I hopping it was just me."
"Get up slowly and go the light?" Sam suggested.
"And a gun," Dean added.
The two raised themselves up slowly and Dean went for the lamp and they both drew their guns at whatever was in the room. In the light given off by the lamp they could see a creature with purple skin on all fours with four-fingered hands with claws at the end, bearing there fangs at the two humans. This Sam and Dean saw in an instant as they leapt up and shot at the creatures, but their bullets had no effect. The creatures lunged at them, by they were faster and made for the door, slamming it shut behind him.
Sam threw himself against the door as the creatures on the other side violently slammed and clamed at the other side.
"How'd they even get in?!" Dean exclaimed. At that point both of them saw that somehow the window had been opened.
"Great," Sam said, "So we're dealing with smart monsters."
"I didn't get a look at them," Dean said, "Did you?"
"No," Sam answered, fighting against the monsters on the other side of the door. "Dean what time is it?"
"About three I think," Dean replied, "Why?"
"In the A.M. or did we just sleep an outrageously long time?" Sam asked.
"In the A.M.," Dean snapped, wondering what this had to do with anything, "So, the monsters are rude, what's that got to do with anything?"
"Then why is it light out?" Sam asked.
Dean looked at the sky and realized Sam was right. Even though it should still be dark the sun was up. Then suddenly, the sun rushed out of the sky and started sailing like missile right at them. Sam leapt away from the door and both he and Dean blotted inside, slamming the door behind them. Dean ran over to the curtains and drew them close. "Well I guess we know what got Eli," He said, "The question is, what the Hell was that?"
"Ah, Dean," Sam said, turning on the big light, "We might have bigger problems than that."
In the room were the monsters that attacked them, they could now there were three in all staring at them. Or rather, they would've been staring at their intended prey had the monsters had eyes. Now that they could see their attackers clearly, they could see that each was about the size of a large bull dog. Four thick legs ended in meaty hand-like paws with long back claws on the ends of the fingers, four on each hand, one to the side like a thumb. Their bodies were covered in dull purple scales. The top of their heads were round, with little slots on each side for ears. Growling mouths beard razor sharp fangs. In the center of its face were two air holes in lead of a nose. There was nothing were their eyes should be, just smooth skin.
All this the brothers saw in a few seconds. They charge the men who quickly got out of the way and went for the first weapon they could get their hands on. Sam grabbed a near-by knife and started slashing at the two creatures attacking him, which didn't slow them down much. Dean aimed his gun again and shot the one attacking him, hitting its shoulder. It stepped back, then quickly got its bearings back, leapt forward and landed on Dean. Dean struggled under the creature's weight but, it gripped into Dean's flesh, causing him to scream in pain. The creature opened its mouth, going for Dean's throat when there was the sound of something imbedding flesh and the creature went still. Dean looked from the creature and to his utter surprise, found a thin red-headed young woman standing over them, holding onto what looked to be the hilt of a knife that she had drove into the creature.
The creature then turned its attention to its attacker as the woman took the knife out. It slashed at her and she stabbed the creature in the chest and kept stabbing and stabbing.
The other two creatures turned their attention away from Sam to help their injured comrade. They both jumped up on the woman, causing her to fall to the grown. Sam took up the mystery woman's knife, and Dean grabbed one of their own blades and each took a monster. Stabbing them in the chest repeatedly, both monsters fell to the ground, and took their final breaths. Then they turned their attention the third one and found it was always dead. Then they turned their attention to the unknown woman, when was trying to get herself up off the ground. Sam extended his arm. She grabbed onto it, and pulled herself up, saying, "Thanks big guy."
"Ah, don't mention it," Sam replied, "Least I can do for saving our lives."
"Don't mention it," The woman said, "Just trying to-uuhh!" The woman suddenly doubled over in pain, clutching her side. She removed her hand, and they all saw it was covered in blood. Her blood.