Strange Encounters (TW/SPN FanFic)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Stiles

I woke up with a buzzing sound in my ear. The buzzing continued until I started to hear talking from an unfamiliar voice.

"Wakey Wakey" the voice I herd say again.

I felt my body stir but my eye lids were still stuck to my face.

A second later, I herd the same voice again. "Get up kid, I don't have all day"

"God is that you?"

"If I was God the word would be hell" the guy stated.

Slowly opening my eyes, I noticed the same guy we met yesterday. Dean. The name disgusted me, as soon as I saw him all the event that happened yesterday came back to my memory.

"Why are we here? I thought we were going to the hospital?"

"I'm not a dumbass and I know your friend didn't get that cut from a fucking tree" Dean said. Ignoringing my question.

"Oh yea? If your such a smartass why don't you tell me where he got it from them?"

"When we knocked you guys out we had a look at your friends cut and clearly saw claw marks, and I'm pretty sure a tree can't give you that." Dean said angrily.

Moving in closer, so that his face was barely inches away from mine, " I'm gonna ask you one last time, what happened to your friend?"

"I''ll answer your question if you answer mine. Who are you guys?"

"I'm surprised you don't know who my brother and I are, everybody does" Dean says with a smirk

"I''ve never seen or herd of you guys before. Where I'm from we have more important things to worry about"

Ignoringing what I just said, Dean stood up and walked to the other side of the room.

He was picking up something from a black bag.

*Click*

I'm kinda hoping that's a toy he's pulling out, But like before I am wrong.

He pulled out a 9mm gun  out of the black bag. I could tell because that's the kind of gun my dad uses.Dean  turned back around to face me.

"So Stiles, you gonna tell me what happened to your friend yesterday" Dean said while looking me dead in the eye.

Slowlying I swallowed the lump in my throat. I took my eye of Dean's face to look at the gun one last time.

"He wasn't attacked by a tree. He..he scratched by somethjng"

Dean starred staring at me for about a Minute until he got up and left the room.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

He was probably going to go talk to his brother Sam ,I think that's his name. They are probably going to kill Scott and I.

Hearing a click I turned to my right I saw Sam and Dean entering the room with Scott behind them with rope tied around his arms.

Grabbing another chair, Dean pulled Scott over towards me and had him sit in the chair and untied his arms only too tie them back on onto to the chair.

Scott looked over to me and looking at his face he seemed a little calmer. Probably since I was still alive and in one piece.

"So your friend here, is telling me you got your scratch from an animal" Sam said instead of Dean this time.

Scott looked over at me again and then took a big breath, " Yes, that's true"

"Let me guess it was a wolf or a werewolf." Dean said amused

Okay how the hell do they know so much about werewolves... unless they are one?. Not being able to keep my mouth shut, I looked up at Dean and asked, " you know, you know so much about werewolf. How did you guys learn this stuff and who are you guys really?"

" I guess it's only fair" Sam says looking at dean.

Dean sighs and then looks at us. " we are hunters. We know so much about what attacked you and that scratch is from a werewolf because of the claw marks and you guys are not the first werewolves have found" Dean says

I'm so stupid. How did I not see it before they have the same equipment the argents have.

How the hell are we gonna get of this shit