Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad

Take Me Down To Paradise City

Oasis Plains, Oklahoma

"I am SO bored!" Ben said as he fell back onto the bed in the motel room he was sharing with his new friends Adam and Alfie. He had in his hand a flashlight he'd been playing around with as part of the group's arsenal against ghosts and demons. "It's been two weeks since we hit the road, and we haven't seen a bit of action. We've just been holing up in motel rooms in between gathering supplies."

"Well, you and Adam have taught me to hustle pool," Alfie told them as he sat on his cot, while his friends took the other two beds. "I believe I am getting the hang of it now."

"Speaking of which, we bet for money, Alfie. Not food, and not clothes," Adam said. "That is the last time I want to see you naked in public."

"Ugh, I need to kill a monster or I'm gonna burst!" Ben moaned as he covered his face with a pillow.

Adam was sitting at the table near the door, looking at the laptop in front of him while he looked at videos of cute kittens online. They seemed to have a calming influence on the young man as he tried not to think about his time in the Cage with an Archangel and the Devil himself.

"I spent nearly 1,000 years in Hell," Adam told him. "I've technically been dead since 2009, I have a lot of catching up to do before we do anything major. Plus there's the whole thing that Alfie and I are totally unprepared to fight, well, anything."

"You decapitated all of those vampires on your own," Alfie reminded him.

"Yeah, you were a one man army," Ben said. "You probably don't even need us. We could just wind you up and set you loose while we sit back watching cat videos online."

"I do like kittens," Alfie said as Adam turned the laptop screen away from them before they could see what he was watching.

"That was a fraction of the pent up rage I've stored up," Adam said as he closed the laptop. He'd reached the end of the cute kitten playlist. "A small, tiny, fraction. Less than 1%. And I'm kind of scared to let it loose again."

"Aren't you planning on demolishing your brothers when you meet up with them?" Ben asked.

"Yeah and you two seem disturbingly cool with that whole concept," Adam realized as he stared between them.

"Yeah, well, I doubt you're going to go through with it," Ben told him as he sat up. "What they did to you was a dick move, sure, but I don't think you're the kind of guy who can kill his own family."

"You know, you never told us what happened to your family," Alfie said. "Don't you have anyone out there?"

"I'm not ready to talk about that," Ben told him in barely a whisper as he stood up. "I need some air."

"I want to come, I wish to buy some chocodiles. Those were my host body's favorite food, and I too have grown to like them," Alfie said as he got off of his bed. "Will you be alright, Adam?"

"Yeah, go ahead, I'm just tracking my brother's movements," Adam told them as he ran a hand through his hair. "They've been busy, but I'm going to find them. I lost them after their last stop in Indiana, just have to pick up the trail again."

"Come on, Alfie," Ben said as he headed to the door. "We'll be back soon, with food stuffs and beer. Mainly beer. Don't be shocked if we just come back with beer."

"Get me some pie," Adam said as they left.

"Beer, got it," Ben said as the door closed.

*

"Tell me the truth, Alfie, how do you think he's doing?" Ben asked as they walked down the street.

"He's in pain," Alfie said with a sigh. "Even as a powerless human, I can feel it. He's hurting, Ben, and I don't know how to help him. If only I had my grace, I could, I don't know, lock those bad memories away and make him happy."