Hunter

Chapter 8

Harry spent a day trying to find his brother. Then he got word of strange spirits killing humans. Someone managed to send a picture of a marking they had on them, and Harry paled.

"Shit...the witnesses."

Harry sent a mass e-mail to every hunter on his list about the 'mark of the Witness' and to get underground until they were put to rest again. He explained what it meant and why they had to hide in ghost-proof rooms until it was settled. Around the globe, thousands of hunters got the word out and went into hiding. Hunts were finished early, and they went to ground.

Harry immediately apparated into Bobby's safe house under his home and kept people alert of what was happening.

Harry woke up to hear Dean and Sam arguing about Castiel. He would have come out, but with the witnesses out and about he didn't want to deal with them.

He had the worst feeling Vernon and Dudley would show up, and frankly he did not want anyone to know what originally set him on the path of being a hunter/research monkey. That and the fact he would shoot them first would raise too many questions he didn't want Dean or Sam to ask later.

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Sam and Dean came crashing down the stairs with Bobby after their encounters with the witnesses. Harry was sound asleep in the safe room under his cloak with an iron knife in his right hand.

"Wait a second...do you two hear snoring?" said Dean after the door was locked.

They crept over to the bed and Dean poked it with his rifle. Harry's right hand slashed at where Dean's groin would be, had he not jumped back at the last second.

"Dude! Not cool!" said Dean.

"Reflex," snorted Harry.

"What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were with Loki!" said Dean upset.

"I was looking for him...right up until I got a five hour warning that the witnesses were about," said Harry annoyed.

Bobby started looking for his phone and found the message.

"Dammit..."

"You two lunkheads need to check your text messages more often. I sent a mass alert to every hunter that the mark of the witness was spotted and to go to ground until they were dealt with."

"Mark of the witness?" said Bobby.

"Someone raised the souls of those you weren't able to save, and the mark was placed on them. Until the counter spell is used, they'll keep on attacking any hunter they come across. The second I realized what was going on, I sent everyone to ground and hid in here," said Harry.

"How long have you been here?" demanded Bobby.

"Three days, at least," he answered.

"Three days?! Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because the second I step out of this place, I'll have to deal with the only witnesses that I couldn't save. And frankly I didn't want the headache of you finding out about that," said Harry flatly. "And in case you didn't notice, I did say something! I sent an alert to every hunter on the network!"

"Wait, you have deaths on your conscience too?" said Dean.

"Not exactly. More like people I could care less about that happened to die on someone else's hunt," said Harry.

"Why don't you explain while we start making salt rounds," said Sam.

"You remember what I told you about why I got into hunting, right?" said Harry with a tired sigh.