And here is the first chapter. I hope you enjoy it :3
Chapter 1
Abigail's disappearance had spread like wildfire in the small town in which she lived.
The residents in Morrison had been shocked when they had heard of the disappearance of the little girl and many parents had been afraid to let their children play unattended or go to school in fear that something as terrible as this could happen to them as well.
No one knew what had happened to Abigail and if she was still alive and the local police didn't know what to do, because there had been hardly any traces at the house and the traces that had been found, indicated more on a wild animal as on a human. The fence in the garden was torn to shreds, the hedges destroyed and huge footprints were seen in the lawn and huge scratch marks were at the frame of the door to the garden.
Abigail's parents were still in shock and seemed hardly to be able to comprehend the whole situation and that the police couldn't help them made all of this not better for them.
And that's what had Sam and Dean called into action.
They had read about the disappearance of the little girl in the newspaper and the two brothers had made themselves on the way to this town, because that sounded like a case for both of them, because neither of the two brothers could imagine that a wild animal had caught and killed the little Abigail.
The scene would have looked very different then and not a single trace looked like that the little girl had been attacked by a wild animal and got injured or even killed.
It had to be a monster and the Winchester brothers now wanted to hunt said monster.
They arrived late in the afternoon in the small town and were lucky to get a room in the local motel.
The two brothers wasted no time, throwing their bags on the beds and changed their clothes, because it already went up to the evening and they wanted to talk to the parents of the little girl, to find out more information about the incident before the day would end and of course they wanted to take a look at the scene to determine with what kind of a bloodthirsty monster they had to deal with.
Only half an hour later they were on the road again and drove unerringly to the house of the parents of the little girl.
While Sam took care of the still completely shocked parents and questioned them about the incident, Dean was looking for clues he and his brother could use to find the mysterious kidnapper.
But that was not so easy, because how in the world should they find a monster that barely left any tracks?
Here and there a few flowers were trampled down, a flower bed was destroyed and at the door frame of the door leading out to the garden Dean had found huge scratch marks; the only good clue they had and the older Winchester quickly took a photo with his cell phone.
He kept looking and he made his way unerringly to the garden fence, where he made an interesting discovery.
The monster seemed to have jumped over the fence, because Dean found a tuft of black fur, which was hanging on the wooden fence and was gently moved by the wind.
The hair was long and there was blood on it and carefully Dean put it in a small plastic bag.
"Looks like our little friend seems to have hurt himself..." he muttered to himself and he was about to turn around and go back into the house when a rustle, that came out of the forest, stopped him.
But he couldn't see anything when he turned around.
And besides, he didn't hear anything anymore...
No birds sang, not a cricket chirped.
As nature would pause for a moment...
However, the eerie silence didn't last long and Dean almost thought he had only imagined this.
With a last look towards the forest, he made sure that nothing was watching him, before he turned around and went back into the house, where his brother was already waiting for him.
"And? Have you found anything?" Sam wanted to know, when the two made their way back to the Impala.
"I did indeed. I'll show you when we are at the motel again. What did you find out?"
"Hardly anything. The parents have only told me that they were upstairs, when their daughter was attacked and abducted and they didn't hear anything when it happened. When they came back later, they have found only the open balcony door and the huge scratch marks on it. But Abigail was gone. The two are completely finished with the nerves."
"I can't blame these two. Who wouldn't react like that when your child has been kidnapped?"
"What makes you so sure that she was kidnapped and is not already dead?"
"The garden would have looked different if that was the case. But there was not a bit of blood, up to what I've found on the garden fence."
"You have found blood? From the little girl?"
"No, I don't think that it was human blood. I have found some fur which was full of blood. I've taken it with me. Here."
Dean handed his brother the plastic bag with the fur in it and then climbed into the Impala.
Sam did the same and while his brother took over the driving, the younger hunter was studying the tuft of fur in his hands.
"Could be a dog," he muttered to himself.
"A dog that leaves such scratch marks, like the ones we saw at the door frame? Come on Sam..."
"I'm just saying. I've never seen anything like this before. Shall we call Dad when we are back at the motel and ask him for help?"
The elder grimaced and Sam watched how his fingers gripped the steering wheel so hard that his knuckles turned white.
"Dad hasn't contacted us for months Sam. Since this incident with Meg he behaves weird towards us. No. We will finish this job without his help. Besides, we can still ask Bobby. But first we should go back to the motel and look for help in the Internet. Maybe we'll find something."
"If you say it Dean. But if we need help, we call Dad."
Dean sighed and drove a little faster, which made his car engine roar loudly.
He wouldn't talk about his father now.
The one who ignored him and Sam for such a long time and only God alone knew why he did it.
Since the incident with this demon Meg, John behaved strangely towards his sons and even Dean was already beginning to doubt his plans. He had always followed his father's commands, had done anything he had asked of him without questioning it even once and that was now the gratitude?
Iron silence?
No!
No matter with what they had to deal with here, they would handle it without John's help!
After all he had trained him and Sam to two outstanding hunters and it would need the devil himself rising from hell before Dean would jump over his shadow and would ask his father for help.
That Sam was suddenly asking for their father's help was so or so weird.
He and John had not a very good relationship to each other and Dean remembered very well the last time they had met and how this had ended and he was not very keen to repeat that again.
Sam could complain about that as much as he wanted, he wouldn't give in and they would go through this case alone, without any help.
If they would need help, there was still Bobby they could ask, because the old hunter had helped them out of trouble so many times before.
But first Dean needed some food and then a large portion of sleep.
It had been a long day and the long drive had robbed him of his last strength and he knew that Sam fared not differently and the younger hunter hardly slept, because he was still plagued by terrible nightmares and that's why Dean decided that they would move the work to the next day.
Tonight they would get some well-deserved sleep to recharge their energy reserves...