Blood Ties: The Winchester Legacy

Chapter Twenty-Six - The Ashes Of Home

The house is completely engulfed in flames.

I'm pretty sure that I'm standing way too close to it, whether intentionally or not, I'm not sure. 

The heat is burning me, but I don't care.

Tears sting my eyes as I remember my murder board, the book Crowley gave me on the spell, every drawing Abbi has ever given me are all still inside. 

    "Where's Bobby?" I ask quietly, my voice shaky as Dean moves to stand next to me. 

    "We gotta find him. Come on." He says gently, putting a hand on my shoulder. 

A gesture that I would absolutely hate under just about any other circumstance, but right now, I couldn't care even if I wanted to.

    "You guys check here, I'm going to the workshop." I say, putting the back of my hand up to my lips and walking away as fast as I can.

   I can't let them see me break... no matter what.

I get to the workshop and begin looking around.

    "Bobby?" My voice is quiet and broken.

I walk into the workshop and close the door behind me just before a sob escapes my lips. 

Everything that I needed to find my mom is gone... and now my home... and now Bobby....

Hot tears pour down my face as I cry and I have to lean on the workbench to stabilize myself. After a moment, I take my five deep breaths.

    Five... four... three... two... one...

I wipe my tears with my sleeve before clearing my throat and walking back outside where I can still hear Sam and Dean hollering for him in the distance.

    I can get all sappy and depressed later. Right now, I need to find my friend. And I swear, if he's dead inside that house back there, I'm going to kill him.

    "Bobby!" I yell out before turning the corner and seeing a man dressed in all black.

    "Winchester." The man says with a slight accent that I don't recognize. "Congratulations. Apparently you three are competent enough to warrant annihilating." He says with a grin, taking a step forward. "I'd take it as a compliment."

A split second later, there's a loud BANG and I look over to see Dean with his shotgun pointed at the man. The slug created a small stream of black ooze pouring from the bullet hole in the man's temple and he stands back up straight as Sam runs up next to me.

    Leviathan.

He touches his temple and looks at the black ooze on his fingers before turning to Dean, seeming very pissed off before his face peels back revealing a mouth the size of his head itself, full of razor-sharp teeth and two incredibly long pointed tongues. 

Before we can even blink, he steps towards Dean and shoves the gun out of Dean's arms before grabbing him by the shirt and throwing him into the windshield of a nearby car. 

I immediately pull out my gun and begin firing. Clearly it won't hurt him, but at least it'll get his attention. 

I can hear Dean yelling out in pain as Sam charges towards the leviathan and punches him hard, making him stumble onto the ground. 

We look over at Dean who now has the remote to a crane that's holding a car over the leviathan who's still on the ground. 

    "Dean, now!" Sam yells.

Sam turns around in time for the leviathan to strike him in the face with a broken lead pipe, knocking him to the ground unconscious and within a split second, he tries to hit me but I'm able to grab it. He yanks the pipe back, the sharp end dragging along my arm, slicing it open.