Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad

Bugs II: Electric Bugaloo

2006

Matt Pike was looking through the woods near his new home, hoping to find a new species of insect. Maybe if he found something new and interesting, they'd name it after him. After about an hour of searching, Matt heard a strange buzzing further into the woods. As he got closer, he found what appeared to be a large swarm of Yellowjackets, larger than the usual gathering of the creatures.

"What the hell?" Matt asked as he stepped backward, breaking a twig in half, alerting the Yellowjackets to his presence. They quickly converged as Matt felt the intense stinging of hundreds of the horrible insects, falling backward into a pit, where he landed with a hard thud.

As Matt's vision got blurrier with the onset of his imminent death, he saw a dark shadow standing over the pit, staring down at him with gleaming yellow eyes...

*

Mike's Roadhouse

Current Day

"At least he's eating something," Ben said as he watched Asher sitting at the table in silence with a bowl of cereal. The young man had finally come downstairs after having seen his husband murdered by werewolves not even five minutes after they'd been married. "I think he's finally started coming around."

"He hasn't said a word since... that night," Mike told him. "Mason was the love of his life, they've been inseparable since he was 12. I think this is what's going to finally break him. Maybe I made a mistake dragging him into being a hunter. Maybe-- maybe I should have left him behind the night Meg killed our mom and burned half the city to the ground. He'd have probably ended up in a nice, normal home with loving parents. He still had a chance to be normal."

"He was in the middle of hell on earth, you know damn well that no one stays innocent after witnessing something like that," Ben told him as he packed his bag. "You sure he's going to be okay here by himself while we do this?"

"Yeah, he'll probably just find his way to the couch and stay there," Mike told him, at least hoping that would be the case. "But at least he's out of bed, it's a start. Let's go, the sooner we nail this demon bitch, the sooner we can come back."

As Mike and Ben walked out the door, Asher just stared down at the wedding ring on his finger. He hadn't taken it off since Mason had placed it there during the ceremony. It was a symbol of their union, a marriage that should have lasted the rest of their lives. Asher gently rubbed the ring, trying not to break down crying again.

*

Adam and Matt were sitting in a bar not too far from home, having stopped by for a drink before returning to the empty house. It was nice having the place to himself for a few days without hunters, angels, or Anti-Christs everywhere.

"You really think I could be a hunter?" Matt asked nervously as he stared down into his beer.

"Yeah, I do. You just survived a werewolf massacre, after all. But there's also the fact that... I really do love you, Matt," Adam said as he took a drink. Even saying the words made him smile now. Even with his death quickly approaching, he couldn't help but light up whenever he stared at Matt. "And in a couple of months, when I'm gone, I want you to be able to defend yourself against what's out there. I don't want you to be defenseless the way I was when that ghoul...," Adam trailed off as Matt gently rubbed his hand.

"You're talking like there's no way out of this deal," Matt told him.

"I wish there was, but I can't break it without Ben dying in the process," Adam sighed. "He's my best friend, Matt. And now I know that he's probably my only real family. My dick half-brothers probably don't even know I'm out of the Cage, and my mom doesn't have a soul anymore. Ben deserves a chance to have a life. To find love and happiness and maybe start his own family someday. If I have to go to Hell, then at least I know something good will come of it."