Random Supernatural RP, Part 1

Chapter 16

Sean: *Getting antsy.* Hes close. He has to be. *Eyes occasionally turn black with orange irises.*

Castiel: *Appears in the front passenger seat, since its empty.*

Dean: Cas, what do you want?"

Castiel: I have met the young man that is the thing killing animals."

Sean: That has to wait."

Dean: Still doesnt hurt to know. What ya got on him Cas?"

Castiel: I know that he is difficult to deal with, and that he is more aware of things than one would think. I do not know how that can be. He does not have any hunters in his family, nor Men of Letters."

Sam: Anything else?"

Castiel: He likes to read."

Sean: *Scoffs. Easily getting irritated.* If youre going to make small talk with your partner then let me out, and Ill go search for Arthur on my own!"

Castiel: *Disappeared before Sean could finish talking."

Dean: *Turns one more corner, and idles the car for a little bit. Stops when Sean told him to.*

Sean: You can leave now; I can handle this."

Dean: No. You asked for our help, so did Larson. We intend to do just that."

Sean: And I dont need it anymore. *Glaring.

Dean: *Locks the doors preventing Sean from getting out, backs up, turns around, and drives the other way.* The only way Im gonna turn this car back around is if you let us help."

Sean: *Angry, large ram like horns start to grow out of his head. Eyes turning black and orange again.* Fine!

Dean: *Turns the car back the other way.* Good."

Sean: *Horns remain, still angry. More changes seem to be happening to Sean including his skin dulling to a grayish green tone and more horns along with fangs.* Shit. Pull over somewhere shady."

Dean: *Already did. Grabs whats needed, unlocks the doors, and gets out.* Here we go."

Sam: *Manages to hold Sean back so that Dean can pick lock the door.*

Dean: *Goes in followed by Sam. They move expertly in a military like sweep. Sean was forced to be behind them.*

Sean: *Charges forward.* Arthur! Where the hell are you!?

Dean: God damnit, go and announce us why dont ya?"

Sean: Shut up, Im trying to find him! *Goes back to calling.*

Sam: *Sees someone that looks like Artie turn the corner.*

Sean: *Starts to run forward.*

Dean: STOP! WERE NOT EVEN SURE IF THATS ACTUALLY ARTHUR! *Now aiming directly at Seans back, for hes in the way.*

Sam: *Also aiming his gun.* Sean, we have to make sure that its not the morpher."

Sean: *Has grabbed what they think is the morpher around his throat, pulling him off the ground angry.* Where is he?"

Morpher: He?"

Sean: You know what I mean!"

Morpher: *Grins.* You really want that grouchy old thing back? *Talking quieter so Sam and Dean cant hear what hes saying.* Hes not going to love you back, you know. He doesnt even know the concept of emotions that arent anger. Wouldnt you rather move on? *Chuckles as he sees hes struck a chord with Sean. Lets out a strangled gasp as Sean tightens his grip.*