A month had passed since Luna came into the Winchester's lives, and while Dean and Sam treated her like family, John still had issues every now and then. While she was harmless enough, he was wondering if she would be a liability, or an asset. She, for what he could tell, had to be around three or five in human years, if she was human, but she’s an alicorn, and from what little there was there was no telling how slow or fast she would grow up. Sam and Dean were helping her to talk, reed, and, surprisingly, write. She could hold the pen or pencil in her teeth and move her head around slightly, yet in a way that made words when she dragged the tool across paper. She was something else, he had to admit, but if she aged too slowly, then she would be a great liability, and a risk while on the job.
John, as he had done many times before, drove up to a cheap roadside motel. It was late, and both him, the boys, and likely Luna were hungry. He walked into the lobby, seeing the receptionist greet him with a smile. “Hey there honey, need a room?” She asked. She was young, brown hair, green eyes. Her name tag read “Cathy”
“Yes, a place for my boy’s and I.” John answered.
“Oh, let me guess, guy’s night out?”
“Sorta. I’ll need it for the week.”
“Will that be cash or card?”
“Card.” John pulled out a fresh card, credit card scams are something he had to pick up on and learn fast if he was gonna shelter and feed his children. It was easy, go to a bank with fake papers, but with his face, create an account, sign up for all the cards, and within several days, the cards would come in the mail at a home he keeps an eye on or, if it was a small, lay back bank, they’d mail it at the hotel he would rent a room at. When he got lucky, the monsters he killed, if they were posing as people, with a house their own, would have some cash on them, and a few times those thankful for helping them would give him things like clothes, food, and cash.
“Alright Mr. Fisher.” The woman said, taking the card from John and reading the fake name on the card. After doing the proper transactions she handed John the recite, his card, and the key room. “You and your kids will be in room five.”
“Thank you.” John said, taking his items and heading back to the Impala, where Dean waited while Sam and Luna were napping. “You...three, get comfy, Sam, wake up.”
“Huh?” Sam said, waking up and rubbing his eyes. “Where are we dad?”
“Idaho, town’s called Hailey.” John replied, parking the Impala in front of their room. “Wait here a moment.” John quickly got out of the car, and over to the trunk. Before he left Bobby’s he went to a store to pick up a large dufflebag. People seeing Luna was not an option, she he got a bag large enough to hold har, and some blankets for her comfort. After taking that out he grabbed his revolver, Dean’s revolver, a fresh bag of salt, and a bottle of holy water. He opened the door on Dean’s side, handing him the duffle bag as Dean woke up Luna.
“Huh?” She muttered, waking up even groggier than Sam did. “Dean?” Luna’s rapid pick up of english lead John to believe her kind to be extremely intelligent as well as powerful if the little lore there was held truth.
“Bag time Luna.” Dean said, holding it open.
“Oh.” She nodded, sleepily walking into it. Once her tiny body was in the bag Dean sipped it up, leaving only a small hole big enough for air and for her to see if she wanted to. With that done John stepped aside so Dean and Sam could get out. Once they were out John carried the bag Luna was in, the trio, and pony in a bag, went into the hotel room. It was like most hotel rooms John had rented, though, the sheets were a bit messy. A normal person would think it wasn’t cleaned yet...John was no longer a normal person.
Upon seeing this he immediately closed the door, pouring the salt along the door and windows. “Dad?” Dean asked. While Dean, upon seeing the messy room, felt unease also, had to remind his father than Sam was watching. And they both knew how badly he wanted to keep the truth from Sam for as long as possible.
John realized this, and tried to fake calm. “Just...it’s still messy so salt keeps bugs away Sam.” He lied.
“Salt is a bug repellent?” Sam questioned.
“Neat.” Luna added, poking her head out of the duffle bag, awake from the rapid movements. “Roaches are icky.”
John tried his best to not laugh at her action, and the pure cuteness of her poking her head out of the duffle bag on him. Sam and Dean though, did chuckle. “Alright, well, you know the drill. Dean, you’re in charge, I’ll be back with some food. Saw a KFC nearby.”
“Dad…” Sam and Dean both said, pointing at Luna, who looked at them confused.”
“I know, I’ll grab her a couple fruits too.” John said, placing Luna on one of the beds, and when Sam went to help her out, he quickly gave Dean his revolver. “If anything fishy happens, you know what to do.” John whispered to Dean, who nodded. “I’ll be back in a little bit, watch some TV. Might be something good on.” WIth that, John made sure not to mess up the salt as he exited the room, and left to grab some food.
With dad gone, Dean jumped at the TV remote, Oh yeah, Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.” Dean said, turning the TV on and searching for his show.
“Awh Dean, come on, Can’t we watch Doogie Howser?” Sam asked.
“Why? It’s just about a nerd who became a doctor at a young age.”
“Yeah, well...It’s neat.” Sam whines, feeling defeat at his older brother.
Luna, upon seeing this, jumped from the bed she was on to Deans, and sat next to his head, looking at him. “Let Sam watch his show Dean.” Luna asked.
“I’m in charge, and the older brother Luna, I get to choose what to watch?” Dean replied, eyes never leaving the screen.
Luna wouldn’t take that. She got in front of Dean, and gave him a look. She dilated her eyes wide, pouted her lip, and tilted her head just so. And spoke in her most cute voice. “Pweeze Dean?”
Dean stared at her...face blank, trying not to give in to his adopted sisters pouty face...alas, his will was weak this time. “Dang it…” He moaned, handing the remote to Sam. “Fine… You are so Lucky Luna can make that face.”
Sam smiled. “Thanks sis.” He said, sitting on the second bed and looking for his show.
Luna, happy with her work, jumped off the bed and began exploring. She didn’t remember much from before finding Sam in that opening underground. While she could understand language and knew what certain things were, everything was still new to her. She began to crawl under the bed, she noticed something laying there. It was a grey box, with some kinda plastic and buttons on it, it also had some kinda large blue thing in some kind of slot in the back of it. She pushed it out with her hoof, and crawled out. Picking it up with her mouth, she showed Dean. “What’s this?” She asked.
“Oh wow! A Game Boy!” Dean said, taking it from Luna’s mouth. “Where was it?’
“Under the bed.” Luna said. “It was just laying there.”
“Huh? Last people here must have left it behind.” Dean said, looking at the game still in it’s slot. “Pokemon? Damn...You wanna try Luna?” Dean said, turning it on, the game booting up as he placed it in front of Luna. “Just...I guess use your hooves to push the buttons like the game tells you to.”
“Okay.” Luna said, looking at the screen. A menu showing a black and grey giant turtle appeared, and it said “Push Start” and Luna looked at the buttons, seeing one of two tiny buttons, above one, it said start and using just the tip of her hoof, she pressed it and the game began.
Two hours had passed and while Sam and Dean spent it watching TV, Luna, at some point, made a small pillow fort on top of the bed and paid full attention to the game in her hooves. She started a new game, and within two hours beat half of the game already.
Meanwhile, Just outside the window, stood the motel worker, Cathy, eyes black. “Heh, Crowley and Sombra have quite the bounty for creatures like you little pony.” She whispered, smiling wickedly. “The luck.” The only thing keeping her from snatching her prize, was a layer of salt across the door and window. “Damn salt… Gotta be another way in? Huh? Their father isn’t back yet, by the look of him, he was a hunter, no normal person salts a hotel room. Think Damn it, Crowley’s reward is way too good to pass up…” ‘Cathy’ looked around the street. If she attempted something big another hunter might see. Looking back in the little bit of view she could see. Looking inside, her eyes spotted the vent. Large enough for a child...or a skinny meat suit like the one she was in.
As Luna fought the fifth gym leader in her game, she didn’t expect them to use a healing item. She was out of them, and as a result, her digital opponent's next move finished off her last Pokemon’s HP, sending her character to the Pokemon center. With that action done, Luna blinked, her eyes burning from such a long time staring at the tiny screen. She quickly saved the game before turning it off. She then crawled herself out of the pillow fort, seeing her brothers still looking at the tv. “Sam? Dean?” She mumbled, rubbing her eyes. “How long was I playing?”
“About two hours?” Dean said. “Get far?”
“Yeah, half way I think. Did dad come by already?”
“Nope.”
“Two hours for food?” Luna questioned. “Is he alright?”
“Yeah, dad’s like, unstoppable. It may take him a while, but he’ll be back.”
“I’m getting hungry Dean.” Sam said, frowning.
“I’m sure he’ll be back. Another hour tops.” Dean tried to reassure Sam, while Luna and Sam were in the dark, Dean knew their father must have found some kind of lead on a job. Which meant there was some kind of monster in town. “So...Luna, any shows you wanna watch?”
Luna pondered the thought. While TV was still new to her, she did like comedies. Mainly, the Simpsons, Seinfeld, even though she didn’t get as many as the jokes as Dean or uncle bobby did. And America’s Funniest Home Videos. “Alright.” She said, taking the remote in her mouth and biting down on the channel buttons. Five channels later, she found the Simpsons.
While the kids enjoyed TV “Cathy” Was inching through the vents with pained effort. “Damn, thought this meat suit would fit better.” She muttered, still eight feet from the vent where her prize was.
Sam got up to use the bathroom, Dean looked over to Luna. “So...Luna, how did you get in that hole in the ground?”
Luna sighed. Her father and Dean had been asking that since she managed to learn english. While Sam accepted she didn’t know, John and Dean couldn’t leave it be. “For the hundredth time Dean, I don’t know. All I know is that it was all dark, then, then Sam turned on his flashlight and I saw him and he saw me. You know the rest.” Luna explained once more. “All any of us know about me is what uncle Bobby and dad could find out about me from old books.”
“Well. Dad said that alicorns can travel between parallel worlds. Maybe you just got lost from the rest?”
“If that’s true then why haven’t they come back for me? I’m like, a year or two younger than Sam.”
Dean shrugged. “Well, if we ever run into any other things like you, what are you gonna do?”
Luna looked down. “I don’t know. I mean, they’re my kind...but...what if they’re mean? Or they left me behind?”
“Let’s...not think too much on why, cause if they did leave you just like that, I’ll kick their asses.” Dean said with a smile, making Luna laugh.
“Thanks bro.”
Clank. “AHH-” Sam was yelling from the bathroom before it abruptly stopped. At that moment Dean pulled out his revolver fast as Luna hid under the bed.
“Sam?!” Dean yelled as the bathroom door was flung open. In the doorway, stood the demon, eyes black, head crooked with a devilish smile, and Sam behind her, on the floor. “What did you do to my brother?!” Dean screamed.
She looked over at Sam, smirking. “Pipsqueak’s just out cold. Now then, where’s the horse?”
Dean felt a small shiver run down his spine. She’s after Luna? Crap! “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
She chuckled. “I saw it with you. Now, tell me where the-” Dean fired a shot at the demon, the bullet hitting her in the chest. She was pushed back a bit, but was still standing. “Not smart kid.” She threatened, using her demonic energy to throw Dean against the wall, the impact knocking him out cold.
Luna, seeing this all happen while she hit, felt fear, guilt, and useless. “I gotta...I gotta…” She whimpered, unknown to her as her tiny horn started to glow.
“Where are you you little shit.” The demon taunted, slowly bending down to look under the bed where Luna was. When she was on all fours, she lifted the sheets, seeing a scared Luna with her horn glowing. “Got y-”
“GO AWAY!” Luna screamed, her horn giving off a blinding light that covered the demon, both her meat suit, and her. The aura began crushing the demon inside the host, her screaming as the body shifted and bent unnaturally as the demon inside was being crushed. Eventually, the force of Luna’s aura overpowered her, and the demon inside the body began to fade. As Luna’s aura faded with the demon, Luna began to grow tired and eventually embraced the bliss of her own tiredness.
John was driving to the hotel fast. He caught the lead of a vampire and managed to deal with it quickly. He burned it’s body before rushing off, grabbing the late dinner and heading back to the hotel. When John drove up into the parking lot, he didn’t even park the car before rushing out, worried. He quickly opened the door, and saw Sam and Dean unconscious, the woman who rented him the room’s partly mangled body, and Luna crying on the bed. “Luna! Sam! Dean!” John yelled, running up to Dean, seeing him bruised, but alive and breathing, unconscious. He ran over to Sam, the same. He then went over to Luna. “Luna...what happened?”
Luna looked up at John, eyes red from crying. “We...We were just watching tv, talking. Sam got up to use the bathroom and...then we heard a noise. Sam screamed, then...then she appeared, throwing open the door, her eyes were all...black. Dean shot her but she just...flung him against the wall. She was after me...I..I hid then...My horn just glowed and...and she just saw me...I screamed and...my horn lit up and...she started screaming… then I got tired and...Did I kill her?”
John sighed. “Luna, Dean told you about how I kill monsters, right?” John asked, sitting next to Luna. She nodded. “Well, she was a monster. And from what you’re telling me, a demon. One of the worst ones too. But...How did you kill her exactly? I know you can hurt them and exercise them, but kill?”
Luna sniffled. “I just...wanted her to go away. My horn glowed and...I dunno. It felt like I was trying to hug her really tight...but I just wanted her to go away…”
“Luna.” John said, picking her up and looking her in the eyes. “Don’t feel bad, when you deal with monsters like I, Dean, and one day Sam, have to kill these things, to save people, even if they will never know it. She wasn’t human, she was a monster.” John finished, pulling Luna down on his lap and petting her.
“Am I a monster?” Luna asked, looking John in his eyes.
John hesitated. While sceptic and fearful of her at first, he had to admit, the little pony had grown on him, and she was family to his sons. He knew, if Mary was alive to see her...she would have accepted her with open arms. She was kind like that. “No, Luna. You’re not a monster. You’re...a child.”