Harry Winchester by Magster1102

Chapter 10

"So what exactly are we hunting?' Harry asked for the fifth time since they had left, now they were sitting in their motel room with Sam on his computer and Dean flipping through some random magazine.

Dean sighed and put his magazine down, "Something in this town is kidnapping people in the woods. Kind of sounds like our thing, doesn't it?"

"So what do you think it is? A wendigo?" Harry asked while Sam closed his laptop.

"We don't know yet." Sam admitted, "It could be lots of other creatures too, but first we have to talk to some people first and go from there. Plus, you're going to have to stay behind. No one is going to believe that you're an FBI agent."

Harry stood up super fast, "I'll just use my cloak."

Sam and Dean exchanged a look, "Um, unless your cloak is invisible, they will be able to see you."

Harry smirked and picked at his nails. Both Dean and Sam looked at him disbelievingly, "No way…you can't be serious!" Dean exclaimed, rushing over to Harry's hand where he was holding up a silver, soft-looking cloak.

Harry put it around himself, showing his brothers that no one would be able to see him.

Dean grinned and Sam laughed a little, "This could work out!"

Harry trailed behind the brothers as they came out of the police station. The officer, Rick Dihno, had given them some photos of the one of the people they had found and all evidence pointed to a wendigo, in Harry's opinion that is. Sam and Dean still wanted to go into the forest though, to look at where the police had found the body.

Harry didn't think that it was a good idea at all though. What if the creature was waiting for them there and decided that one of them looked extra tasty? He didn't want to be eaten, especially at thirteen years old!

Harry took off his cloak when he saw that no one was looking his way, and ran up to his brothers, who appeared to be having a heated discussion.

"You...him…stay." Harry could make out Dean saying to Sam before they noticed that he was running behind them in an effort to catch up.

"What were you guys talking about?" Harry asked in suspicion, eyeing them and making them feel slightly uneasy.
"Nothing," Dean said at the same time that Sam said, "You."

Harry blinked his eyes in confusion and turned to Sam, who Dean was now glaring at.

"What do you mean me?" demanded Harry, "What the hell gives you the right to talk to me when my back is turned?"

"First of all, we thought that you were right behind us. I mean, how are we supposed to see you when you are invisible? And we were talking about leaving you behind because we think that you're not ready yet for a real hunt." Explained Sam, throwing up his arms, "Remember what happened on your first hunt with the ghost?"

Harry scoffed, "If it is what I think it is, you are going to need fire and I know a LOT of fire spells that could roast that sucker. Besides, we all know that I'm ready for this hunt." Harry's eyes were a darker green then they usually were and there was almost a powerful glow around Harry that made Dean and Sam want to step back in shock.

Dean nodded his head and cleared his throat, "Let's go shall we?"

Dean looked around warily, waving his small flamethrower in the direction of any snap of twigs.