Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad

Ballroom Blitz

Five Minutes Earlier

Adam found the vampire nest, and after swiftly beheading the two vamps keeping guard at the front door, made his way in. He heard voices coming from down the hall, hoping he still had time to save his friends. That's when he heard Alfie scream in pain, and something in Adam just snapped. He tossed off his jacket and kicked away his shoes as he opened the backpack, which was filled with jars of dead man's blood. Adam started pouring the liquid over himself, jar by jar, getting every inch of his hair, body, and clothes saturated so that any vampire that tried to touch him would be instantly repelled.

Adam Milligan was pissed off, and he was about to let 960 years of pent up rage from his time in Hell loose on anything that crossed him.

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Saying the name 'John Winchester' to different people will get wildly different reactions. To say it to Sam & Dean Winchester, you'll get a look of respect for their father; Bobby Singer would have given you a look of John having been an idjit, but an idjit who got the job done; Depending on which other Hunters you talked to, you'd get anything from respect to downright loathing. John Winchester was an unpredictable man, who did unpredictable things to finish the mission.

But say the name to Adam Milligan, and you'll get a reaction that's a combination of sheer hatred and disappointment. In the nineteen years he'd been alive before a ghoul ate him, he'd met his biological father a grand total of six times, and that was only one day at a time, sometimes even for just a few short hours.

John would show up, take Adam for ice cream or to a ball game, teach him a few things like how to hustle pool or poker, shoot a gun, or let him drive the Impala, and then just disappear into the sunset again. Adam's mother never had any contact with John, only Adam. Adam's mother was too busy providing for her son since John was too much of a deadbeat to even stick around to see Adam's baseball games, or see his volunteer work at the hospital. By the time Adam was 16 he wanted nothing to do with John Winchester, which worked out because John had stopped coming around when he was fifteen.

So when Adam was put onto the rack while in the Cage and tortured by the Archangel Michael, it wasn't the pain of torture that got to him, it was the comparisons to his father and brothers. Michael took every opportunity to remind Adam that he was nothing like John, Dean, or Sam. Even if he had been raised by John, he'd still be the runt of the family.

So, every day for 240 years, Adam started repressing his rage, knowing he could do nothing about it. Perhaps Michael was right, he was nothing like John or his older brothers. Perhaps there wasn't something in him that could kill monsters if he had to.

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There were no words, no witty retorts, no sarcastic comments. As Adam Milligan charged into the fight against the pack of vampires, Adam was letting ounce of rage that he'd been building for 960 years out. He felt it when the machete hit the first vampire's neck, chopping it clean off and sending it flying, and the feelings of rage only increased from there. There were over a dozen vampires in the room, and the second they saw Adam standing in the doorway, drenched in dead man's blood, they knew that they were about to come up against a force they'd never seen before. To even try to touch Adam would burn them severely, as the dead man's blood had been soaked in his hair, body, and clothes.

As Adam cut through the vampires, one by one, beheading them one at a time without remorse, Alfie quickly rushed over to untie Ben's hands.

"Is he going to be okay?" Ben asked.

"I've never seen Adam this angry, not since the first few years trying to escape Hell," Alfie told him.

Meanwhile, Connor was fighting his hunger as he fell to his knees, holding his stomach. He had to feed, but he didn't want to kill to do it.