[ON HOLD]The Start of Something Big... (Dean Winchester Fan-fiction)

The Start of Something Big... (Dean Winchester Fan-fiction)

I walked into the pub and sat at the bar. It's been a month since I started searching for the demon that killed my mother. I was looking for recurrences of electrical storms and all the shit, I found the same case in Lawrence, Kansas. The home belonged to the Winchesters. In their youngest son's nursery, like my case their mom died, from a fire. I felt someone coming from behind. I look over to see a man in his late 20's maybe early 30's. He had blonde hair and green eyes, like the holy shit those are really fucking green. "Hey sweet heart,"

"And who are you?" I ask getting ready to punch him in the face.

"Dean. Dean Winchester." He says with a crooked smile. My jaw almost drops to the floor.

"Well Dean, I've heard you name a lot being in these pubs, so tell me, do you know anything about a yellowed eye demon?" His eyes popped out of his socket

"What about it?"

"Do you have any idea where it might be because right know I'll do just about anything to track it down and kill it."

"Anything huh?"

"Anything your mind can imagine," I say knowing what he'd be thinking.

"Well, I'm sorry we have no trail of where this demon is, at the moment. You could always come with us and when we face it-"

I cut him off, "No thanks, I think I'd like to kill it on my own." He nods

"If you do find it make sure to give him a big fuck you, with love from the Winchesters."

"I will." With that I walk out and notice a '67 Impala in the lot. "Whoa," and walk to my car, a 90' Chevrolet Camaro. I get in turn the car on and same with the stereo. Lithium by Nirvana came on, "I found god!" I sing loudly. I got to a motel and checked in. I walk in my room turn on the shower. After a half an hour I got out and dressed. I hooked my phone up to a portable speaker I had and blasted Nirvana. I really like Nirvana. I took out my laptop and researched the yellow eyed demon. Nothing, I looked around for cases I could investigate. Nothing again. I kept looking until twelve and went to bed.

I had a dream of Dean, in an abandoned house. With another man, with longish brown hair. I'm guessing that's his brother. Dean looked under a sink and was attacked by something. I think he died. Then I dreamt of address, 999 Baker Rd. I woke up sweating buckets. I need to get there as quick as possible I look at my clock. It was eight in the morning I got a shower and dressed quickly. In a Green Day tee and baggy jeans with combat boots. I pulled my denim jacket on and grabbed my keys.

I got to the address in 10 minutes I hopped out and opened my trunk's false bottom and took out my rock salt missiles and a duel action pump shotgun. I also got a container of salt, lighter fluid, a zippo lighter, put a pocket knife in my right boot and closed the trunk and walked into the house. I stake out and lined the windows and doors with salt. I sat on the kitchen counter waiting. I couldn't sit still because of my ADHD, and stared searching the house I checked the EF and for sulphur they both were detected.

The door opened and I walked in the foyer to see Dean and his younger brother. "Wow, Dean didn't think you'd miss me that much. I guess it's normal though, I have that effect on people."

"What the hell?" He said freaked out at first, then saw it was me, "I don't think I caught you name last time."

"Anna,"

"Well, Anna, this is my brother Sam, you don't happen to be a demon huh?"

"I can promise you I am not a demon."

"Okay Anna." There was a noise from the kitchen, we go to the kitchen and start searching for the noise. Dean bends down to search the cabinet, I get my shotgun ready. An arm grabbed Dean, it was black and bony, disgusting. I shot it and it let go. "Jesus Christ, thank you Anna." He said rubbing his wrist.

"You're welcome now let's torch this motherfucker,"

"Agreed," I dumped salt everywhere and lighter fluid and torched it. I ran out with the Winchesters and watched it burn. God that was exhausting.

"Well you two might want to go before the cops get here," I say putting back my shotgun and unused salt missile, "If you need help just give me call, and especially, if you find that demon, I'll kill the fucker with my bare hands," I say writing my phone number passing it to Dean.

"Same thing go's for you too, Anna." He says giving me his number. I smile and turn my car on, I look over to see the 67' Impala from yesterday.

"Hey Dean!"

"What?"

"Nice car!" I give a crooked smile,

"You too." I blasted Nirvana and drove off. Today wasn't so bad. Little did I know this was the start of something big.