//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 Night: Sisters and Brothers // Story: Supernatural: Day, Night, and Shadows // by BioQuillFiction //------------------------------// "I'll look after them, I promise." An old man with a deep southern voice spoke. John Winchester was going after a rather difficult hunt, a Shapeshifter, and needed to keep his sons, Sam and Dean safe, so, he was entrusting them to Bobby, a fellow Hunter and trusted friend. “I know, and sorry for bringing this up last minute.” John replied. “If it was demons they know what to do, but a Shapeshifter is tricky, can’t risk it.” “So how long are you going to be gone?” “Week maybe. Call if it’s longer, alright?” “If I do how will I know it’s you?” “Heh, fair point. Don’t be shy to throw salt and silver in my face when I come back, alright?” “Heh, might let Dean make that Salty holy water balloons or that.” Bobby laughed, his face turning stern. “So when are you gonna tell Sam?” “Not until he’s older.” John replied quickly. “John, Sam’s a really smart kid, he’ll catch on sooner or later.” “I know...I know. Can’t keep the truth from him forever, Dean tries to keep him occupied, but he…” “I know, the boy’s about as dumb as a door knobe sometimes, but what do you expect when they don’t even go to school. If it wasn’t for libraries and tv documentaries Sam would be in the same boat.” John sighed. “We can’t have a still place, you know that Bobby.” “I know, but still, they need to be around kids their own age. Dean’s a self proclaimed ‘player’ but he’s as anti-social as they get, and Sam just doesn’t know how to talk to anyone other than you or Dean. Hell he barely talks to me.” “Believe me Bobby, I wish I could give them normal lives, but I don’t wanna risk anything happening to them, not like what happened to their mother…” Bobby sighed, placing a hand on John’s arm. “Look. I ain’t gonna tell you how to raise your boys, I’m just saying what would be best for them.” “I know. I know Bobby.” John said, taking Bobby’s hand off his arm then walking to his car. Bobby took a deep breath before heading back into the house. Sam was sitting on the couch, reading, and Dean was bouncing a ball against the ball. It was a small rubber ball, so Bobby didn’t mind. “Alright...uh, any of you boy’s hungry?” Dean caught the ball, and looked over to Bobby. “What ya got uncle Bobby?” “Some leftover chinese, half a Pizza, and some drinks I ain’t givin ya till you’re twenty one.” “Huh...I’ll take the Pizza. What about you Sammy?” Dean asked, taking his book from him. “Hey!” Sam said, snatching his book back. “Don’t call me Sammy Dean...and Pizza too I guess.” Sam said as he searched for his spot in the book. Bobby rolled his eyes. “Alright, be back in a few. Hope you boy’s like sausage and anchovies.” He muttered, heading off to the kitchen. Once Bobby was out of sight, Dean took Sam’s book once again, earning a plane look from Sam. “What is it Dean?” Sam asked, not even bothering to grab his book back. “You wanna explore the woods out back?” Dean asked, a misja vice smile on his face. “Dean, you know Dad and uncle Bobby don’t like us leaving the house, or hotel, wherever we are at the time.” “Yeah, but Dad only leaves us with uncle Bobby when he’s gonna be gone for a long time. We don’t even get to play in parks, come on Sam, live a little.” “What do you even do outside?” “Play, duh.” “Play what?” “...Uh...Oh! Hide and Seek. It’ll be way more fun out there than in the hotel rooms!” “I dunno…” “Come on Sam, how often do we get to play and just be kids? I promise, if anything gets near you, or you see anything, just call. I am always in earshot.” Sam pondered, before breaking out into a smile. “Alright, you got your lockpick? Last time we were here uncle Bobby had the back door locked up good.” Dean reached into his pants pocket, and pulled out a small metal box. "You know I always have it on me.” With that, the boy’s headed towards the back door. Bobby had it warded, but also had five large Deadbolts securing it shut. “Hey Dean, why does dad and uncle Bobby always draw these stars on the floors and walls?” Dean pulled out his lockpick from it’s case and got to work. “It’s...How you tell the freaks and salesmen to get lost.” He lied. “And the salt?” Sam asked, seeing a trail of salt along the back door’s bottom. “It’s to...keep pests out.” Dean said, the first lock opening at his crafty hands work. “Four more to go.” Four minutes passed and Dean managed to unlock the final lock on the door. He then turned the knob, and to his surprise, the door opened up without a sound. He looked at Sam, who looked at him, the two exchanging smiles. Before them was a vast mini forest, the trees were thin, but there were plenty of bushes and dead leaves to hide under “You hide, I’ll count over by that tree.” Dean said, pointing at a tree that had a rather large hole in the side of it. “Alright, count to fifteen, gives me some time to find a spot.” Sam replied. “I’ll give you twenty, now go!” Dean said as he and Sam chuckled. Dean got to the tree and started counting, while Sam ran into the bushes to hide. As he was scouring the bushes he found a small hole under a tree where the roots grew out over an edge. Sam smiled as he crawled in. Sam kept going further, surprised that the hole was so deep. He reached a larger, almost mini cave or sorts. Dad always made him and Dean keep a flashlight on them, so Sam pulled out his small, yet bright, flashlight. The light shined across the small opening and Sam was a bit scared. Roots grew into the walls and hung from the roof, and the shadows made from his flashlight made him uneasy. “Sam! Sam I’m gonna find you!” Dean yelled out, Sam could barely make out his voice though the dirt, but knew it was Dean, and chuckled. As creepy as the place was, it was a near perfect hiding spot. Meanwhile, back in the house, Bobby was walking into an empty living room. “Sorry it took so long boy’s, microwave is total cra-” Bobby stopped himself, seeing the boys gone. “...Sam...Dean?” He asked out loud, and received no answer. “...Balls…” Back in the backyard, Dean was scratching his head. Sam was small, yeah, but he shouldn’t be this good at hiding. They only ever played in a Hotel room. “Sam! Come on, how are you this good?” Dean felt a hand grab his arm, he yelped and jumped, turning around and seeing Bobby there. “Boy where’s your brother?” Bobby asked, voice with a hint of worry. “We- we’re just playing hide and seek.” Dean stuttered. Bobby sighed, rolling his eyes. “...Well, go find him, before your pizza’s cold and you have to wait another ten minutes for the microwave to get it room temperature.” Dean smiled, then Hugged Bobby. “Thanks uncle Bobby.” “Hey, I know you just wanna be kids every now and then, especially you Dean. ANd next time just tell me you wanna play in the back yard.” Dean let go, a large smile on his face. "Yes sir!” Bobby laughed as Dean went back to searching for his brother. Bobby warded most of the yard long ago, so it was safe enough. Bobby took a seat on a rock that was half out of the ground, glad time like this were around. It made a Hunter’s life...bearable. Sam had been sitting in the opening for a while. Dean was still calling and searching, for about five minutes, and he was getting tired of the constant smell of dirt. He turned off the flashlight a while ago to save power. He shifted...then felt his stomach drop as the sound of something scurrying caught his ears. He panicked, turning on the flashlight and froze. Staring back at him was something. Something smaller than him, with big, blue eyes, a lighter blue of fur, and an even lighter, almost sky blue mane. Wait, mane? Sam thought, looking it over. It was a small, very blue pony, with a horn! “...Hey…” Sam said with unease. He leaned a bit to get a better look at the horned pony. It was dirty, but what caught Sam’s eye other than the dirt was the small pair of wings on it’s back. “...What are you?” The winged, horned pony walked up to Sam. Same tried to back away, but hit the walls of the opening. The pony was now on Sam’s chest, looking him in the eyes. Then, it booped it’s noise against Sam’s, smiling and, to Sam’s surprise, giggling. “Uhh...what?” A week had gone by and John managed to find and kill the shapeshifter. He salted and burned the body in the sewers, then drove back to Bobby’s. It was late already though, so Bobby would be the only one up at this time of night, save for maybe Dean. John knocked on the door, and in no time at all, Bobby answered. “Hey Bo-” “Before I let you in.” Bobby said, startling John and raising his suspicion. “Your weapons. ALL of them.” Bobby said, holding a hand out. “Bobby? What’s wrong?” John asked, his voice stern and serious. “I ain’t your boy ya idjit, so that tone of voice won’t work on me.” Bobby replied. John sighed, rolling his eyes and handing Bobby his handgun. “John. I know you. I said ALL of them.” John grunted, pulling out five combat knives, a small machete, two more handguns, and a sawed off shotgun and handing them to Bobby. “That all?” “Yes.” “...Shoes.” Bobby replied. “I- Fine.” John replied, taking off his shoes, a pocket knife falling out of both of them. “Now can I see my boys?” John asked as he picked up the knives and handed them over to Bobby. “Yes.” Bobby said, letting John in and placing the weapons on a basket next to the door. As John was about to enter the living room, Bobby stopped him. “Now, don’t go freaking out now.” That made John worry. “What happened.” “Just...be calm, listen, and don’t go yelling, the kids are all asleep.” Bobby said, walking close behind John. When he entered, he saw Bobby’s couch folded out as a bed, his sons sleeping in it...with a creature between them. “Bo-” John was about to yell before Bobby covered his mouth. “I said, no yellin.” He whispered. “Look, I reacted the same way at first, but she’s harmless. Now, I’m gonna take my hand away, and if you ain’t gonna whisper, I will personally knock your block off.” Bobby let go slowly, and John looked rather angry. “Okay...what is it?” John asked, his tone an icy whisper. “She. And her name is Luna. Found out when some mexican show called La Voce Della Luna came on T.V two days ago. I did some research, and John, If she wasn’t here, I’d call it all Bull Shit.” “Okay. So what is she?” “Well, there’s little, but what I found out is that she’s an alicorn.” “A what?” “Alicorn. A sorta mix of unicorns and Pegasus.” “But neither of those actually exist.” “Yeah, well I did find out that these little buggers are really powerful. Some legends say they can move the sun, moon, and travel between realities. I don’t know if it’s all true, but it is the best explanation as to how she appeared here.” “Are they bad?” “Well, some small bits say they are either representing light, or dark, but I did a holy water and salt test with Luna there. Holy water didn’t hurt her, and she ate the salt like candy.” “So she’s good then? How did you find her?” “Well… The boys were playing hide and seek in the back yard. Sam was hiding and Dean was looking. Sam was hiding in small opening through a really thin tunnel under a tree and after a while, turned on his Flashlight and Luna was there. She took a liking to him real fast. Dean nearly shot her on sight but Sam managed to calm him and now Dean has taken to her too.” “And you?” John asked. “You taken to her?” “Oh yeah, she’s adorable, and don’t judge me. But I think you’re in for a world of crazy now.” “How much worse can it get?” Bobby, very carefully, picked up Luna, and the filly began to stir. When her eyes opened, she got a smile at seeing Bobby. “Bo-by.” Luna said, making John’s jaw drop. “She can talk?” “She’s got the mentality of a toddler, but yeah.” Bobby said, placing Luna back on the bed as she quickly fell back to sleep. “Sam and Dean both already really care for her John.” “How though, I get what you’re trying to say Bobby, but how can I take her with me?” “Well, for starters, she’s small, eats veggies, but also other human foods. Just not meat, and we managed to get her using the toilet.” John raised his eyebrow. “Really?” “Yeah. Look, you and I both know the boys are gonna go through hell, Luna here might be the only slice of heaven you’ll ever have.” “So you want me to keep her with us for our sanity?” “And to save your soul ya idjit. You keep going off hunting, and I know you’ll always come back to the boys, but you need something innocent to remind you all that you’re still human, not just Hunters.” John sighed. Looking at Sam and Dean sleeping next to Luna. “It’s not normal...but what is normal in our lives?” “Exactly.” Bobby said, relieved to have John on the same page. “Guest bedroom’s already made up, get some rest.” “Alright...I’ll stay for a few more days to get to know Luna here.” “Give the boys some normalcy?” “I guess. Maybe it’s time I give the boys, and myself, a break every now and then.”