ONSRA [MALEOC]

[CHAPTER 3]

[ Winchesters P.O.V. ]

"I'm tellin' you Sam there was something off about him," Dean exclaimed persistently. Ever since Dean and Sam sat at the table near the blonde, Dean felt something was off about the man and the feeling amplified when he noticed the man freeze when they were talking about the incident with the woman so when Dean insisted that they follow the guy Sam was confused but when he asked why all he got in reply was, 'because I said so.'

"How? He seemed normal to me."

Dean shook his head in denial, "no, no, he-he froze up when we talked about what happened to that woman last night," Sam softly scrunched his eyebrows together upon hearing the information, "you think he escaped from the gate?" Dean sighed softly shaking his head with closed eyes and raised brows, "I mean hundreds of demons escaped last night Sam, so there's a possibility," opening his eyes Dean continued his rant, "I don't know, this guy, he just seemed different, like he didn't seem evil but there's something in him..lurking, so i want to keep an eye on him to make sure he isn't the one doing this."

Sam stared at Dean before letting out a light scoff, "is that why we followed him to the library?" Dean gave him a look, "no we followed him because I wanted to get his number." He said sarcastically before replying again, "no, we followed him because I don't trust him."

Sam just stared at him for a second, "Um, okay, well, do you think we should call Bobby?" Dean replied with a nod while staring across the street at the library to watch for the blonde man.

"Heyy Bobby, we need you to look into something for us....yea..me and Dean are hunting something but we can't quite figure out what it is that we're hunting....well the article I was reading of the witnesses encounter the thing was bone thin, whole body in flames including the motorcycle it was riding.... what is that i've never even hea-." Sam stopped talking when Dean wouldn't stop hitting his arm, " what Dean!?" Dean was pointing towards the library where the blonde man was exiting from, Sam watched as the man jumped onto his motorcycle and started off down the road, "uh Bobby i'm gonna have to call you back... yea, everything's okay.. okay, bye."

Dean started the car to follow the male on his bike before opening his mouth, "What did Bobby say?" Sam stammered a bit before answering, "uh well he told me that we shouldn't be messing with this thing and that what we're dealing with is a fallen angel of justice named Zarathos"

Dean made a confused face, "I'm sorry, but giving people charcoal eyes doesn't sound very angely to me."

"Yea, well, he's fallen for a reason."

Dean followed behind the bike in front of him, looking for anything outlandish about the male or the bike, but he could see nothing weird or off-putting.

Eventually, the two followed him to a house, pulling up to a motel. The two brothers watched the male walk to the entrance, "let's go."

Sam gave Dean an incredulous look, "what?"

"Let's go inside and talk to him," Dean said, reaching behind him for the box full of fake IDs and badges before turning back to Sam with determination in his eyes. "I want to find out more about this guy and what he's up to, i don't trust him. He's our first lead, and i'm not lettin' that go."

Sam hesitated for a moment, but he knew his brother well enough to understand that once Dean got an idea in his head, there was no stopping him. "Alright, but let's be careful," Sam warned, sensing that this situation could always take a turn for the worst, and one of them ended up dead.