Time is just a way for things to age, grow, die. Three siblings find themselves growing up fast. The fight against evil coming, and where destiny wrote two warriors would face it, three will stand, and they will end it at every turn.
March 18, 1993
The Colorado winters are harsh most years, snow going feet high, For the Winchesters, a Wendigo was taking out local winter game hunters. Tracking it in the snow is easy, but actually finding it is still the challenge.
“Ah choo!” Luna sneezed. “This snow tickles my nose.” She said, wrinkling her nose. Being alone in the snow covered forest, she took her necklace off. She was much taller than she was three years ago, and her wings grew some.
“Yes it does that, just try to ignore it if you can. I think I got some tissues in my pockets.”
“Thanks Sam.” Luna said, grabbing the Tissue with her magic. It was hard for her to learn it those first few months, but she can safely lift and move anything two hundred pounds or less. Anything over and it becomes taxing on her.
“Alright, everybody got their flare guns and...Bobby, what is that?” John asked, Bobby wielding a propane tank strapped to his back with a welding torch and other parts attached to it with a hose.
“A homemade flamethrower, you would be surprised what parts people just throw out here. This is just in case things go really bad.”
“Looks cool.” Dean said.
“Just don’t burn the forest down Bobby.” John said. “Alright, everyone got their shotguns with the incendiary rounds?”
“Yes.” Luna said, floating up a small sawed off shotgun, her names carved into the grip.
“Got it.” Dean said, pulling out a small, lever action shotgun.
“Yea dad.” Sam said, holding a shotgun similar to Deans.
“Right here.” Bobby replied, a classic wood stock pump action on a strap on his back.
“Great.” John said, his shotgun was all carbon fiber and metal, black, and semi auto. “This Windego’s been here for about five hundred years, or so, if all the research I’ve done is right. Every ten years around Winter. Time we kill this thing and get out of here. Any hunters we find alive in it’s den we bring to the hospital then leave. Can’t have the cops asking us questions we can’t answer.”
“Got it, just give me a signal if things start to get out of hand and this thing should take care of it.”
With a nod, the family hiked up to the most recent attack spot. Once there, they found the Windigo’s tracks easy, but finding it was harder. The Supernaturals greatest hunters. Fast, hard to find, harder to kill, easy to die by them.
Once at the campsite, Bobby watched over Luna, Sam and Dean while John examined the attack markings and searching for drag marks. “Hey uncle Bobby, how did you and dad meet?” Luna asked, moving some tossed supplies aside. “I’ve asked him, but he always just says ‘on the job’.”
“I know John should be the one to tell you this, but I know he probably won’t. It’s a touchy subject for him. There is something you need to know. No one wants to be hunter, it’s often depressing and can get a lot of people you know killed if your not careful. However, everyone gets into this life one way or another. Usually through family.”
“Do you have any family? Aside from me and my brothers I mean?” Luna looked at him with innocent eyes, unknown to the sensitivity of the subject she asked.
Bobby knew this was going to be hard to say, but looking at luna seemed to make it hurt a little less to tell. “I did, but eventually it all fell apart, my mom was a good caring woman, but didn’t have much bravery. My dad… he was a drunk bastard.”
“He was...bad?” Luna asked, confused. “I haven’t met bad people before…” She said, eyes moving back and forth, remembering the few humans she had met. “How...bad was he?”
“He was going to kill my mom if I didn’t stop him. I got the family gun and…” Bobby couldn't finish that sentence, but luna could see the pain in his eyes. Even if he was bastard Bobby still hated having to do that.
Luna gave a hug to her uncle. Even if she only reached up above his knee, Bobby gave a chuckle as he bent down to hug her at her level. “Hey boy’s, come here.” John said, Sam and Dean walking over to their dad. “What’s up?” Dean asked.
“I think I have the trail, which means I guessed right. All the maps I checked of the area have an abandoned mine about a mile or two from here. I’m guessing that that’s where the Windigo made it’s nest. I’ll be heading after it, you two stay here and watch over your sister.”
“You sure you don’t need any help dad?”
“I’ll be fine. Bobby will watch you two, and you two watch Luna.” John said, checking his weapons. “If I’m not back in half an hour, then...you three and Bobby can come see if I’m alright.” John said with a grumble, shaking it off and heading up the mountain side.
“Why does dad always do this? Bring us along until only to send us back to bobby shortly after?”
“He just doesn’t want us to be safe, technically the only one of us who has any experience with monsters is Luna, when she was younger and killed that demon...didn't know it was possible to do that.”
“Neither Did I… what exactly is a demon anyway, did dad ever say what they were exactly?”
“I don’t know really. He didn’t say much, though, I’m pretty sure they’re just a more powerful monster than most others.”
“Alright… race you back?”
“You know it.”
John entered the Windigo’s lair, long dead bones and...fresher ones littered the lining walls. As John reached the backmost of the cave, he saw the Wendigo, distracted by its latest...meal, a teenager, by the looks of it. No older than fifteen. John lifted his shotgun, firing as an incendiary round hit the monster. It roared and John was fast to act, shooting a flare at it as its body became engulfed by the fire and was killed by it.
Nodding at a safe, and quick job done, John readied himself to leave...til in the corner of his eye from the fire of the burning Windigo he saw something...something that made his eyes widen.
John reached Bobby and his kids. “Bobby, I uh...Need your help with something in the Windigo’s den.” John said, acting strange, which Bobby knew was even stranger. “It’s safe now so kids, play in the snow for a while.”
“Really? In that case, hey luna want have a snowball fight?”
“What’s that?” Luna asked as Dean threw a Snowball right into her face. She shook it off, then looked at him with a grin. “Oh, you are going to be so sorry.” She said, her horn lighting up as two dozen snowballs were in her magical grasp. “Run.”
“Oh Crap!” Sam ran as fast as he could in the opposite direction along with Dean while Luna was chasing after them.
“John, have I ever told you sometimes your a idjiot?” Bobby said.
“Later Bobby...you need to see this.” He said, leading Bobby up to the Windigo’s den. Once there, Bobby saw all the corpses...including something that struck close to home. It was a small, pony, bigger than Luna, with only a Horn as far as Bobby could tell, and was half eaten. “It’s just a unicorn...but the body alone tells me this thing must have come from where Luna came from.” John said.
“Wait, a second something just occurred to me, you don’t think any of the more smarter monsters could have found one do you?”
“It's a possibility, which scares me.”
“What do we do this one?”
NightJohn sighed, looking at the corpse and thinking. “...I hate to admit it, but every little bit helps in understanding how Luna works...inside and out. Let’s take notes and photos of what’s left, and you hold on to them, keep them someplace they will never find them. We can compare this to normal horse biology and see if, in case Luna get’s hurt we can do something for her.”
“John… i do not support this, but I can see how that’s a good idea, but if luna finds out just know you aren’t putting that on me.”
“I know. I know she and the boys will find out one day, and she especially will hate me for it, but it’s for her own good that we learn all we can to help her if anything happens.”
“One more thing john.”
“What?”
“Luna asked me how we met, I kinda got side tracked, but I am going to tell her later. However, before I do that, you need to tell her why your doing all this.”
“Doing what exactly?”
“You need to tell her about Marry.”
John took a deep breath. Her name alone was a touchy subject. Bobby knew this, and John knew he knew. “You best be around then, I’ll need at least half a bottle of Whiskey before I even start.”
“No problem, there but you need to be at least somewhat sober to tell her with a straight face.”
“Were you sober when you told me about what happened to your wife?”
“Telling a story like that to your kids is a lot different than between friends.”
“Yeah, it’s harder.” John said, almost slamming a disposable camera against Bobby’s chest as he took out another. “Let’s take some photos and notes then get out of here, I plan on making this corpse unrecognizable then burning this whole place.” John said as he started to take some photos.
“Might as well use that flamethrower later.”
After the hunt was finally finished and the pony corpse destroyed and burned, Bobby rented a seperate room to develop the photos and sort out the notes while John and his kids all sat in a circle of sorts, five bottles of two six packs of beer empty and decorating the bedside tables of the hotel room.
“Rock papers scissors shoot!”
“Sam, Dean, Luna…” John spoke, gaining their attention from their various self entertainments. “Dean...you know this story, it’s time I tell Sam and Luna.”
“Dad?” Dean questioned, looking over at Sam and Dean with worry.
“What story dad?” Sam said looking confused.
“It’s about...Your mother Sam, what happened to her and why I hunt.”
That gained Luna’s attention. “I…” She stopped. It was moments like this that reminded her she was found and raised by her dad and brothers, other than a few years of past, they share nothing more. They aren’t even the same species, and sometimes that stung the most. Luna didn’t know her blood kin, no memories of her mother, father, or is she has any brothers or sisters of her own.
“About several months after you were born Sam, your mother heard you crying, and went to check up on you. Some time later I heard a scream, it was dark, and I entered your Nursery. Everything seemed fine...your mother wasn’t around. I went up to your crip, saw you were fine, and then...something red fell from the ceiling. I looked up...and there she was, pinned to the ceiling like a fan, then...a fire started from behind her, she...I don’t know if she was alive for that or not...but she burned before my eyes. Dean came into the room, and I handed him you and told him to run.
“I Saw you made it out okay and before I left I grabbed a few things, my mind racing as what I just saw was...impossible. I grabbed an...old journal I had since I was about your age Dean, wallet, then when I was leaving the room I...saw a man there, with these...Yellow eyes, they were unnatural. I ran outside and met up with Dean, he was by the car, holding you still.”
Sam was unsure what to feel right then and there. He had a lot of thoughts and emotions going around in his head. Sadness, anger, helplessness, regret and many more. He just stood there. Until he looked over to luna who looked like she was about to cry. Sam’s brotherly instincts kicked in and ignored all other emotions for the moments and went to hug luna.
John saw this and sighed. Sam just heard about what happened to his mother...and went to comfort his little sister. There were lots of times John felt like a failure as both a father and a human being, seeing Sam do this...made him feel a twinge of joy.
January 14, 1997
The years flew by. Sam and Dean were grown, John was growing old, and Luna, Luna grew. She now stood up to John’s upper chest, without the horn, when her amulet was off and her true form was visible. Her wingspan was an impressive ten feet even across. “Luna, Heads up!” Dean yelled, tossing her a shotgun, which she caught in her aura and fired, shooting the ghoul’s head clean off it’s shoulders and Dean pushed it’s headless body off of himself.
“Really Dean? Head’s up?” Luna asked, walking over to her brother and helping him up.
“Are you really that surprised he came up with that?” Sam said walking over with a rifle in hand.
“Hey shut up alright.” Dean said, dusting off the bits of ghoul off his jacket. “Besides, this is way more fun than those zombie games Luna plays.”
“Resident evil is more for horror than realizm.” Luna grumbled.
“Yeah, sure.”
“I will post that video I have of you playing it, and getting so scared you shot the TV online…” She threatened.
“Where are you even keeping that?!”
“You know luna will never tell. If it makes you feel any better she has something over me too.”
“Yeah, but my clips of Dean are comedy gold.” Luna chuckled.
“I will break the camera of yours.” Dean threatened.
“Ever hear of ‘Online backup’?”
“...Shit!” Dean said, making Sam and Luna laugh. “Yeah, yeah, let’s all laugh at the big brother. Anyway, Ghoul’s dead so let’s head over to Bobby’s for drinks and pizza.”
“Can we make a quick stop on the way?” Luna asked.
“Uh...sure, where?”
“I’ll...tell you when we get there.”
“So Luna had us stop next to a large empty field, then just ran off out of sight?” Dean asked, two hours passed since Luna told them to stop and wait in the car. “What’s even out here that she wanted to stop and visit for two hours?”
“I have no idea. I love luna, but I hate it when she does this, especially in our line of work.”
“I know…” Dean said, taking a heavy sigh as he tapped his fingers against the steering wheel. Sam then counted down from five. Four. Three. Two. One… “Screw it! I’m gonna go see what she’s doing, you coming Sammy?” Dean asked with annoyance in his voice.
“Hold up dean just be little patient. She wouldn’t be doing this without a good reason.”
“Name one good reason anyone would be in an empty feild-” The sound of a whinny came from behind them. The brothers looking behind the car, seeing a man on horseback riding up.
“Hey fellas...what are you doing next to my horse ranch?” He asked.
“Wait, this is a horse ranch?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, why?”
Dean and Sam exchanged a quick look...before their eyes grew wide. “Uh, we just are letting the car rest, damn engine’s been overheating on me so need to stop for a while so I don’t fry it.” Dean lied.
“Ah, well there’s a mechanic in town, look them up when ya get there.”
“Will do!” Dean said, him and Sam faking a smile of thanks. Once he road on off Dean gave Sam a shove. “Dude...you don’t think…?”
“...I’m leaving. I do not want to think about that.”
“Well first off, I’m behind the wheel, and second.” Dean said, taking the keys and shoving them in his pants. “You are coming along, cause if our baby sister is having sex, with a horse for crying out loud, we need to have a talk with her.”
“Fine, by the way, did you hear what you just said? Out of context I mean.”
“...We are never going to live normal lives are we?”
“Nope. I’m pretty sure it was like that even before we met Luna.”
“Alright let’s go.” Dean said, he and Sam getting out of the car they rented with their fake credit cards and hopped the fence and headed further into the ranch. Once they were out of sight of the car there was a large bard a mile or so ahead. “My god...if Luna is...that means.... Oh crap! We’ve driven her ten times to places like this!”
“...As Bobby would say right now we are idjiots.”
“I am so burning all her horse Calendars… Oh that girl is dead.” Dean said as he marched towards the barn, anger fueling his movements.
The two came to the side of the barn. Save for the noises of the horses eating way and neighing, there was no other sounds. “Either she is not a screamer, or...oh god…” Dean thought, needing a drink now.
“Dean I feel like we would hear at least something if she was… doing that.”
“Ah don’t be so sure little brother, I have had some sex where I was the only one making noise...wait a minute…” Dean said, thinking those events over.
“Dean, how about we just go in.”
“YES! TO THE FINISH LINE SEABISCUIT!” Luna’s voice came from inside the barn.
Dean and Same shared one single look of horror. “So...she is a screamer…” Dean said, processing what just was heard.
“Is it normal to be a little sick right now?”
“I...can not answer that, on one hand...she’s a small horse with wings and a horn...on the other...she’s our little sister… Damn it, we can never just have one normal family problem.”
“Uh… do we go now? Or do we… confronter later?”
“...Yeah, let’s just head back to the car...and pretend this never happen-”
“Dean? SAM?!” Luna yelled, hearing them finally from inside the barn.
“...Run?” Dean asked Sam.
“You know what? No, she is our little sis-” Sam started, stopped by a bullet being shot through the barn wall and passed his nose.
“Go away!” Luna yelled as more gunshots were fired.
“Screw that, I’m out!” Dean yelled, running for the car.
“Hey! Don’t leave without me!” Sam said running just behind him.
Dean and Sam made it back to the car...and drove back to the hotel...where they waited in uncomfortable awkwardness until Luna came, she entered with wild hair, her amulet on, appearing human, but once she was in, took it off, showing she was rather dirty on her coat. “Not cool making me walk ten miles back to town…” She grumbled.
“You almost shot us! I would say that deserved some kinda karma.”
“You practically walked in on me having sex!”
“And you never thought to tell us why you made us bring you to those ranches ten times!”
“I don’t ask Dean where he’s going when he is taking cash! You and I both know it’s for beer and strippers!”
“Hey!” Dean said, offended. “...and burgers…”
“Still, you don’t ask family to bring you to strip joint… Which is kinda what a barn is now how you use it.”
Luna looked at her brothers, then, just screamed. “AGH! You don’t get it! Sam, Dean, tell me. What am I?” Luna asked, earning a confused look from the brothers.
“You’re our sister Luna.” Dean spoke first. “But seriously, get a cab for that stuff.”
“I’m with dean on that at least. Were not stopping you from having a sex life, just don’t tag us along to where you do it.”
Luna rolled her eyes. “Okay, let me rephrase the question. Sam, Dean, what grossed you our the most about this, the fact that you were tagged along, or the fact you realized I am having it?”
“...Both.”
“The fact you were...having it…” Dean said, Sam looking at him. “What? You know what, don’t even go there, I picked you up from some nasty one night stands Sammy.”
“What was worse, the fact I am having sex, or I am having sex with horses?” Luna asked.
“...Wait, have you had sex with humans?” Sam asked.
Luna sighed. “No… And It sucks cause I want to!” Luna said, earning a shocked look from her brothers. “Physically horses and...me, are alike in a lot of ways, so, I tried some stuff...but they aren’t as creative as people sex. Dean, you always brag about some kind of kinky shit you do with your hook ups, and I have seen your browser history. WIth horses there’s no...emotion, just a bick cock getting rammed in there and a really messy clean up.”
“Okay first off, gross, second, you mean to tell me you only had us drive you to ranches so you could have sex with horses...cause you can’t have sex with humans?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, the amulet only gives off the illusions so far, I tried once with….well, let’s just say when I found out the illusion didn’t go far enough I knocked the poor guy out.”
“Oh god how did this day go all the way to this point.” Sam getting tired of all this sex talk.
Luna sighed, looking...sad now. “You two...have a chance at having a partner, a family, it’s slim but there’s a chance...me...there’s nothing else like me on this goddamn world. I can’t show anyone what I am cause either other hunters that aren’t as open minded as uncle Bobby or dad might come after me, or the government will be after me… You two have the chance to meet someone...I don’t…”
Just like so many years ago, Sam put aside his own feelings and hugged her sister. Even during this crazy mess. “Oh Luna, I’m sorry.”
“The only future I see for me is...dying on the job, like a hunter...it’s all I can do. No human would ever have me, there’s nothing else like me at all, and what lore dad and uncle Bobby found doesn’t say anything about where I come from or...anything. Just some stupid junk about being able to move the sun or moon and such. Heh, can you imagine, me, moving the sun or moon? I can barely lift a car with my powers, forget a giant ball of fire or rock in the sky.”
Sam got a idea, he wasn’t crazy about it, but he wanted to help her sister. “Uh sis, have you tried using your powers to make the illusions on the amulet more… solid?
“Heh, yeah. When I mess with it it just zapped me, and uncle Bobby and dad said this magic was unlike that of any which or other they’ve ever encountered. Even found a witch when I was with dad hunting them in South Carolina a year ago that said it’s nothing she’s ever seen before...and she was three hundred years old!”
“But, you remember how your powerful to kill a demon which up until that point we all though killing demons was impossible, maybe if you just try to be more… creative with your magic you could get it to work.”
“I...did do one thing.” Luna said, reaching into her backpack, pulling out a bullet...through, it family glowed with her magic aura that came from her horn. “I managed to put some of my magic into a bullet. Not sure if it will take out a demon like I did when I was little, but I think it can at least hurt them.”
“Maybe you can do the same thing with the amulet instead of trying to… reprogram it I guess?”
“What? Like...add more power for the spell in it to use?” She asked.
“Yeah. Maybe the more magic it has the more powerful and potent the spell.”
“Maybe…”
“I mean that thing is how old, the magic has to be running low by now. Maybe it works like a battery powered device like your old game boy. You just need to charge it back to 100%?”
“My game boy takes double A’s but that’s besides the point. But...maybe.” Luna thought.
“Oh just do it already you to.” Dean said, earning a look from his younger siblings.
“...You hold him down, I’ll get the rock salt shells.” Luna said.
“No.”
“You’re no fun.” Luna grumbled.
October 31, 2005
At stanford University Sam is a grown man and is at a party with his girlfriend, Jess. Right now he is having a conversation someone named Luis at the party.
“Actually I got a interview here monday. Everything goes ok I think I got a shot here.” Sam answered one of his friends, smiles and cheers following them.
“Hey, it’s going to go great.”
“It better.”
“How’s it feel to be the golden boy of your family?”
“Ah, they don’t know.”
“Oh no, that would be gloating! Why not?”
“Because they are not exactly the Bradys”
“And I'm not exactly the Huxtables. More shots?”
“No. No.” Sam and Jess said in Unison. Luis shrugged, getting up and heading to the bar anyways.
“No, seriously. I'm proud of you. And you're gonna knock 'em dead on Monday and you're gonna get that full ride. I know it.” Jess told Sam, pride and something a little more in her eyes.
“What would I do without you?” Sam questioned.
“Crash and burn.” She joked, pulling Sam into a kiss.
Later that night Sam and Jess were in bed asleep, until Sam’s hunter instincts kick in when he heard a noise. Quickly, and without waking Jess, Sam entered his living room.
It was here, Luna crouched. Having removed her amulet, even with her horn at a rather long length, it was still easier to hid this way. Once her brother's back was turned, she pounced, and pinned him down with a swift kick to the back of his knees. “Getting rusty big brother?” She asked, Sam’s eyes widening at the realization of his intruder.
“Luna? You scared the crap out of me.”
“Funny, still don’t smell any.” She joked, jumping off of him and putting her Amulet on. Like her, the illusion of the human woman it portrayed her as changed. Her hair was a dyed sky blue, like when she was younger, and her clothes were a tank top with cargo pants and boots on. She then went up and hugged him. “It’s good to see you big bro.”
“It’s good to see you too.” This was followed with him getting his arm around her neck and then threw her over his shoulder landing on her back and was pinned down. “What was that about me being out of practice?”
“Hey Luna, I found the beer-” Dean walked in, seeing Sam pinning Luna down. “Wow Sammy, all these years later and know you finally managed to beat her in a wrestle match.”
“Shut up dean. Now what are you two doing here?” He pulled Luna backup.
“Sam?” Sam, Dean and Luna all turned to the hallway, as lights now came on and Jess stood there next to the switch. “Sam...who are these people?”
“Oh, uh, Jess, this is Dean and Luna. Luna, Dean, this is my girlfriend jess.”
“Girlfriend huh?” Dean asked, walking up and shaking Jess’s hand. “Yeah...how?”
Luna swatted the back of Dean’s head. “Excuse my brother Dean, he’s a perv. Word of advice, bleach that hand.”
“Hey!” Dean said, highly offended as he cracked open and drank one of the beers from Sam’s fridge.
Jess giggles a little at that remark and Sam then puts his arm around Jess. “Alright now that is out of the way, what are you two doing here?”
“Dad hasn't come back from a road trip yet.” Dean said, chugging the last of the bottle.
“So he's working overtime on a Miller Time shift. He'll stumble back in sooner or later.”
“Let me clarify.” Luna said, putting a hand on Sam’s shoulder and looking him dead in the eyes, her expression serious. “Dad’s been on a Hunting trip...and he’s not back yet.”
Sam’s expression didn’t change, but sam was starting to get scared. “Jess excuse us. We have to go outside.”
“Oh...um, alright?” She said, Sam almost pulling Dean and Luna with him. Once outside the front door, Jess huffed, heading back to bed.
Sam gets dressed a bit better and the three of them all go outside. Not even 10 seconds out the door and Sam and Dean are already in a disagreement. “I mean, come on. You can't just break in, middle of the night, and expect me to hit the road with you.”
“You're not hearing me, Sammy. Dad's missing. We need you to help me find him.” Dean explained.
“You remember the poltergeist in Amherst? Or the Devil's Gates in Clifton? He was missing then, too. He's always missing, and he's always fine.” Sam countered.
“Not this time Sam.” Luna cut in. “Something just feels...off. When dad left, he left Dean the keys to the Impala. That’s one sign something is up, you know dad never let’s any of us drive it without him there...especially me...you hit one tree and it’s keys gone forever.”
“Luna, it literally took a year to fix it. That was with the help of both Bobby, Dad, and a real mechanic.” Sam countered.
“Bah! That’s besides the point. Dad did something else. He said Goodbye. When has he ever said that before leaving for a hunt?”
“...Never.” Sam starting to realize the situation.
“Exactly, that’s what got us worried.” Dean said. “Look Sammy, it’s just a quick drive up to where dad is, and if we find him and he’s alright and tells us to get the fuck out of there… I’ll lend you the Impala while Dad’s letting me drive it.”
“...Fine, I just got to tell Jess where I’m going first”
Sam went back up in the house.
Sam explained to Jess what was happening and began packing, Jess not fully understanding it. “So...you have the interview in like, a few days, and you are going on a cross country trip with your brother and sister?” She argued/questioned.
“It’s not a cross country trip. We are just going to check up at our old cabin for our dad. This isn’t the first time this has happened.”
“Really, they seem pretty worried about him?” Jess questioned.
“Yea, this time is a little different then normal, but I promise i’ll back in time.”
“Hmm...Promise?”
“I promise.” He held her hands.
“...Alright, just don’t come back too late. Last thing you need is less sleep and practice before the interview.”
On the road, Sam sat Passenger to Dean who was driving, and Luna sat in the back...listening to some of her own personal songs on an Ipod she acquired long ago. “Can’t believe Luna would rather listen to that crap over the classics.” Dean said, putting in a Metallica cassette.
“Hey, Panic at the Disco isn’t that bad.” Sam said.
“Anything from after the the year two thousand is garbage.” Dean muttered.
“What about that one song from… papa roach, I think it’s called last resort.” Sam countered.
Dean ignored Sam’s attempt, hitting pause on the tap then setting the volume up to the max. “This auta gain her attention.” He said, hitting play as the speakers sudden base and volume both shook the Impala, and made Luna jump in her seat, falling over and onto the Impala's floor. Dean laughed while Luna got herself back up and began swatting him with her Ipod.
“ASSHOLE!” She yelled, somehow over the loud volume. Dean still just laughed while Sam...missed things like this. He had missed them and didn’t know why.
Soon they reached a bridge where they heard about someone getting brutally murdered. Dean handed Sam an old fake badge and Luna put her Amulet on and the trio headed out to speak with the local police.
“YOU FIND ANYTHING?!” One of the police officers said to his men down below.
“NO! NOTHING!” The police officer on the bridge was not having a good day. Once he saw several agents walking down he had a feeling it was going to get worse.
“Evening officers.” Luna said, taking the lead given Dean’s...tougher approach to police. She showed her ‘badge’ and Sam and Dean did the same.
“And who are you three?” The cop said.
“I’m agent McAren.” Luna said. “That’s agent’s Beavis,” She motioned to Sam. “And Nate.”
“Aren’t you three a little young to be marshals?”
“Kind of you.” Dean said, walking over and checking out the car. “You boys had something like this last month?”
“Yeah, that's right. About a mile up the road. There've been others before that.” The cop pointed down the road.
“Alright we will take a look.” Sam said.
The trio went back into the impala, driving to the local library where Sam went to do some local history work while Dean and Luna went to the local motel for a room. “Room please.” Dean said, handing over a fake credit card.
“Something special?” The desk lady asked.
“Pardon?”
“You and punk rock over there.”
“That’s my sister.”
“Oh, my bad!”
“If I had a dollar for every time that’s happened.” Luna grumbled.
“Oh, are you having a family reunion?” The clerk asked.
“Perdon again?” Dean asked.
“There was another guy, Burt Aframian, rented a room for a week.”
Sam and Luna looked at one another before asking for a spare key to check it out.
Meanwhile, Sam was in the library looking up information on the past murders along the highway. He was having a bit of trouble trying to find what he was looking for other than just a suicide. She did managed to find the girl who’s kids drowned in the tub, but not where she was buried.
“She isn’t anywhere that thing can tell you.”
“Huh?!”
Standing behind him was a grown woman with moss green dyed hair dressed in black. She was smoking a cigarette as she looked at him. For whatever reason, sam got a bad feeling about her.
“I’m sorry what?”
“The body of that girl wasn’t put anywhere traditional. If I were you I would check out the house.”
“Uh… what are you talking about and who are you.”
“Who I am doesn’t matter, just take the tip.”
Before He even had chance to respond she turned around and walked out the door of the building. Sam quickly followed, but as soon as he did she vanished. In broad daylight no less.
‘What the hell was that about?’
Back at the Hotel, Luna and Dean were searching though the research and such their father left behind in his room. “Dad figured it out.” Luna said.
“What?” Dean asked, looking up from their fathers journal.
“A woman in white.”
“A...what?”
“A woman in white, the ghost of a married woman who went mad and now haunts unfaithful to kill.”
“So all the vics were being unloyal to their girls, and then ghost bride here finds them and kills them.”
“Yes.”
“Well great, I’ll go see if Sam can find a grave or something and lets burn the bitch.” Dean said, getting up and leaving. Luna kept looking at the photos and old news paper files.
She then heard her phone go off, seeing it was Dean. “Dean? You just left what’s up?”
”You uh, best scram, it’s the Five-O.” Her brother said before quickly hanging up.
“Crap!” Luna said, heading for the bathroom. Thankfully, there was a window and she crawled out with ease. She then ran, making sure her amulet’s strings were tight as she did.
She ran back to the library, and passed many people… She then felt this...familiarity. It made her stop and turn around, and looking back at her, was a woman with moss green dyed hair and green eyes, wearing a black dress with some holes in the leggings.
The two looked at one another for a time, before the mystery woman turned around and began walking away. “Hey, wait!” Luna called out, chasing after her.
The lady turned around. “Uh, do I know you?”
“Um...well, no… but...Damn it, it feels like I know you. Something about you just...seems familiar.”
“I’m sorry, but i haven't seen you before in my life. My name is Chrissy.”
“Luna.” Luna replied. “Damn it, there’s something about you that’s familiar.”
“Hmm, Tell you what, I have some free time later. Here is where I am staying.” She writes down a address and room number to a hotel near the town. “Feel free to stop by anytime when you have the time, I don’t sleep much. I also imagine you have more important things to do right now.”
“Uh, yeah, sorta… Chrissy….Chrisa….Chrys...Is your full name Chrysalis?” Luna asked, that name appearing in her mind from memories forgotten.
“What kind of name is that? Isn’t that what some bugs do?”
“Yeah but...Never mind, must have played too much Resident Evil 4 last night.”
“Oh you like video games too. I prefer games that more of focus on story myself. Online is too… chaotic for me.”
“Heh, I play them all. I really like Doom 3...for personal reasons.”
“Oh I remember that one, it didn’t seem that bad to me, not great, but fine.”
“Yeah, heh, maybe we can team up on a game or something, well later.” Luna said, turning around, but stopping before she walked. “Oh, and if you like to go fast on the first date~ I’ll bring the dog collars.” With that, Luna left. Ever since she finally managed to get her amulet illusion to feel more solid, he sex like has gotten… Creative.
Chrysalis smiled when she was out of her sight. ‘Well that turned out better than I thought. Hehe, and she thinks she will be on top tonight.’
It wasn't long till Luna got to the library and told Sam what was happening.
Getting Dean out of jail was tricky, but, doable. Once Luna learned to channel her magic into material items, she began experimenting with herbs and such with magical properties. Some Mana charged lavender in the air vents knocked the whole station into a deep sleep. Sadly though,Dean was also affected, so Sam and Luna we're dragging his unconscious body out. “Damn, did Dean gain weight?” Luna huffed.
Sam got the car back from the police and then called Luna. “So, cops found out again?”
“No, picked up the file. They caught Dean on his card being canceled and branded fake, and were now suspecting him and dad of being religious serial killers.”
“Can’t blame them for going with the most logical conclusion.”
“Bright side, got Dad’s journal back and sadly, learned her body was never found...so, that leaves one thing.”
“I know where she is. The body I mean.”
“What? How?”
“Some random person gave me a tip. Might have been another hunter, she seemed to know her stuff.”
“Huh, handy. Well then let’s go burn a body.”
“That’s the thing, It’s not like in the backyard or anything. She was kinda vague about it, but it sounded like it wasn’t anywhere we would normally look. She recommend we check the house.”
“Huh, well guess it’s our best shot.”
“Alright, wait where are you, I’ll pick you and dean up.”
Thankfully the ghost’s old home was easy to find. The address was in the old police reports from the library
“So, where in or around the house do you think she is buried? There are a lot of trees around here Sam.” Luna asked, her short barrel shotgun in grip loaded with a mix of rock salt rounds and her mana infused ones.
“Well only one way to find out, lets start looking. Come on let’s go you two.” Sam gets out pistol with the same kind of ammunition.
The two exited the car, creeping towards the house as they stepped up the the decaying porch. “So...How’d you and your girlfriend meet?” Luna asked as they each took a step.
“...Is now really the time?”
“We’ve talked about way more stranger things on hunts way more dangerous. Remember when you asked me how my date went the night we hunted that Lamia down in Mississippi?”
“That was Dean that asked you that question, but yea I remember.”
“It’s just...It’s been a while since we last hung out and talked about stuff. Dean thinks this will get you back into hunting, but we both know after this it’s back to school with your nerdy ass.” Luna chuckled.
“Hey!” Dean said. “Remind me while I tell you shit again?” Dean asked, walking back from the Impala’s trunk with some more ammo and his sawed off.
“Alright Fine I’ll Tell you… I met her through a mutual friend, we fell for each other real fast and since then we just...stayed together.”
“Daw, Big Brother finally grew his testes.” Luna chimed, earning a playful shove from Sam. “Hehe, alright, alright. I am happy for you Sam. I’m sure things will work out for you, just, remember to keep a safe room when what lurks in the dark comes out for a bite,”
“Heh, guess I will.”
With the Woman in white dealt with Luna headed over to the room Chrissy was. It was way outside of town, further than she knew the town reached. She borrowed a car and drove right up to her room. There were a few other cars around, lights in all but one of the rooms was off. Hers.
As she got out of the car Luna saw the hotel door open and there she stood at. She was dressed in some pijamas, and I saw Salt at her doorway. “You’re a Hunter?” Luna asked.
“Of sorts.” She answered.
“Huh, that explains some things.” As Luna entered the room she saw some of the usual Hunter items. Guns, knives, holy water, rock salt shotgun shells, a shotgun, a few lore books, and a laptop. “And ‘of sorts’ means?” I asked.
“Like Hunters I Grew up knowing the Supernatural, but I prefer… research, over active hunting.”
“Research?”
“Yes, things like habitats, diets, weaknesses, all that. Lore books held most answers but are often vague and… hard to come by.”
“Fair enough.” Luna said. “So, just who are you anyway, and why do you look so fra-”
Bzzt. Bzzt.
“Heh, sorry, must be my brother Dean.” Luna said, picking up the phone. Rather than the call she expected, it was a simple text. A text that...froze her blood.
From: Dean.
Luna! Sam’s dorm caught fire, Jessica is dead...it was THE demon. The one dad has been hunting all these years. Sam way it killed mom it killed Jess. Come back to Sam’s college quick...Sammy’s...not right, not himself.
“Crap!” Luna yelped, quickly putting the phone away. “Got to go, another time maybe!” She quickly said before running out of the room and driving off. Sam...please don’t go over the edge. Luna thought while she sped down the road.