Chapter One: Columbus Ohio

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It was a late night Saturday and Dean was driving his black Impala. Sam was almost falling asleep until their phone rang. Sam picked up his dads old phone and the ringers name was Chris. He answered and put it up to his ear.

"Hello? John?" said a male on the other side in which Sam assumed was Chris.

"Um no I'm Sam, John's son." Sam said, glancing at Dean.

"I'm Chris Joseph, one of John's old friends." The man on the other side said,"I'm calling about a murder, and abnormal murder that happened yesterday."

"Where do you live?" Sam asked.

"Columbus Ohio." Chris answered.

"Alright, we're on our way." Sam said and Chris hung up.

---NEXT DAY---

Dean drove to Ohio and stopped at a curb by the victims mother. Sam and Dean got out of the car and walked over to the house. Dean knocked on the door lightly holding up his fake ID.

The women answered and let them in. She led them to the kitchen.

"Okay ma'am we have some questions to ask you about your son, Brendon" Dean said and the women nodded.

"First off. What happened the day before he went missing?" Sam asked and women thought for a little.

"He was hanging out with a few friends." The women answered and Dean nodded.

"Does he have any enemies," Dean asked and the women nodded.

"He had a lot of enemies." She said.

"If you don't mind I'd like you to name some." Dean said.

"There's Gerard, Andy, and Joe," The women said and Sam wrote them down.

"Have you notice anything strange like weird smells, noises?" Sam asked and the women shook her head.

"Not that I know of," She said.

"Okay, that's all for today. If you need us just give us a call." Dean said handing her a card.

"Thanks. I'm Grace by the way." She said and Dean and Sam nodded.

"Well see you soon Grace." Sam said and walked out the door. Dean going out behind him.

Dean shut the door behind him and sees a kid across the street kinda sad. So Dean decided to ask if the kid is alright. He went across the street and sat on the steps next to the kid.

"Hi. You alright?" Dean asked looking at the brunette with brown eyes.

"No. The boy that I love was taken and I don't know where he is." The boy said staring at the ground.

"What's your name?" Dean asked,"I'm Dean. Dean Winchester."

"I'm Tyler. Tyler Joseph." The boy said taking a stick and poking it at the ground.

"Okay. Well Tyler, I'm gonna do my best, my very very best, and I'm gonna try and get your friend back," Dean said and the boy looked at him with teary eyes and pulls out a photo.

"This is him." Tyler sniffles and hands the picture to Dean.

Dean examines the picture,"thanks."

"You're welcome and good luck with finding him. I really hope you do." Tyler says wiping his tears.

"Yeah. I hope we find him too." Dean says with a small smile on his face.

Tyler stands up and nods then walks back inside running up to his room.

---Tyler's point of view---

After I talked to Dean I ran up into my room and looks at the map I had on my wall. I've been trying to find Brendon slowly. I've tracked everything down and I was gonna find him weather the monsters said no or not. You might not believe me when I say monsters but trust me. They're out there some where and ready for an attack at any moment. I've been talking to Grace about this and she's seen the monster.

Grace said it had pure black eyes and it looked like Boyd which only meant one thing. This thing was a demon. I looked around my room and heard my dad talking to some guy on the phone that sounded like Dean but I wasn't sure. I eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Grace thinks its a demon." My dad said.

"We talked to Grace and she didn't have any clue." The other man said that sounded very familiar. "Does she know what it looked like?"

"It was her husband, Boyd, but he had pure black eyes." My father explained while pacing around the room.

"Chris. Boyd...He's possessed by a demon." Said the man.

I knew it. I knew he was possessed. But now...Now I have to find Brendon.



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