"The boogeyman?" You questioned breathlessly. "I just thought he was a childhood nightmare, not something real!"
Sam glanced quickly your way, as the two of you continued to back up the darkened stairs, your heart beating in time with each loud footstep following you. "Seriously Y/N? In this line of work you still thought something could be fake?"
"Do you guys have to talk about this now?" Dean muttered on the other side of the door, the door your backs were currently up against. "How about a little help on that side Sammy?"
Sam turned around to help unlock the door, while you kept your flashlight pointed straight ahead, watching as it bobbed up and down with the shaking of your hand.
Down below you, two red eyes peered out of the darkness, out of the reach of the beam of your flashlight. You swore you heard teeth gnashing together, as each wooden step creaked with the monster's boney footsteps.
"I'm on the first step," the monster voice, cackling and high giggled from below you, more terrifying than you would have ever thought. "You naughty children, I'm coming for you."
"Sam," you whispered, turning to your best friend, hoping that by now the door would be open and you could tumble into Dean's waiting arms.
"Y/N, this door is magically sealed. We can't get out, Dean can't get in," he muttered the words you hated to hear.
"Sam, what are we going to do? There's only one way out and it's that door. If we go down below, we're lunch for bloody bones," you cried, as loud pounding came from the other side.
"Damn it guys, I can't get it open!! I'll figure something out, you just need to hold on!" Dean yelled.
"I'm on the second step," Bloody bones, otherwise known as the boogeyman teased you, his boney fingers creeping into the beam of your flashlight. Blood dripped from each bone, and you couldn't control the gag that escaped your lips.
"What are we going to do?" You whispered, pressed against the door, Sam at your side. You could still hear Dean scrambling about the other side, and you wanted him by your side.
"You naughty children," Bloody bones continued to cackle. "You've been so bad, coming in here and ruining my hunting chances."
"Shut up!" You screamed at the monster. "You've been killing innocent children. You need to be taken care of!"
"Those children deserved it," Bloody Bones muttered, another step closer, his face coming into view. His eyes were huge, blank as they stared up at you. His face was nothing more than a skull, muscle and tissue hanging grotesquely off, blood turning the skull a shiny red. It was one of the most disgusting things you had ever seen, and you had seen a lot.
Sam raised his gun, pulling the trigger, and shooting Bloody Bones square in the forehead. The monster acted as if nothing had happened, taking another step. "I'm on the fifth step," it taunted, opening its mouth and showing it's sharp teeth.
"Damn it," Sam muttered, before Dean yelled through the door. "I'm going for help! Don't' get eaten!"
As his side of the door turned to silence, you turned back, screaming when you noticed Bloody Bones was only a step away from you now, his bloody hand reaching out to you.
Sam stepped in front of you, attempting to push the monster down the stairs, but it was surprisingly strong, picking Sam up as if it weighed nothing. "You will be punished," it told Sam before tossing him behind him.
Screaming for Sam as he tumbled down the stairs, you raised your gun, firing off another shot, although it did no good.
Searching for anything to beat the monster with, you screamed in terror as it lifted you up by the neck, his eyes a void as it stared at you, your fight faltering as your lungs ached for air. "You will be punished," it promised you before you knew no more.
"What happened to the girl?" His sister, Sophia asked, clutching her pillow tight to her chest. "I don't want her to die!"
"Hey, what about the guy?" His best friend Tyler asked, trying to stay calm even though his face was pale. "Dude that monster is creepy!"
Zach was trying to stay brave, trying to show his friend and kid sister that there was nothing to be afraid of. After all, it was just a stupid book, and a fake scary story. "Guys it's just a story."
"But where did you even find that book?" His sister asked.
"At this yard sale," he muttered. "Listen Sophia, if this is too scary, why don't you crawl back to the house and sleep with Mom and Dad."
"No, I want to stay here," she whispered.
"But hey Zach. Doesn't this seem like a weird book?" Tyler asked him. Zach stared down at the book, having to agree with his friend. It was an old book, with no date written inside. Words had been written on the cover page, words that were in a different language. Symbols were drawn throughout, one or two written in a dark red ink. It had sat on the table, buried under other books, but it called to him. He had pleaded with his mother for the money, holding the book tight to him when it became his. That had been over a month ago, and with each passing story, Zach found himself getting more and more obsessed with the book. It was torture waiting for the weekly sleepover, and often times he found himself bringing it to bed with him, cuddling the book to his chest.
"Let's continue," he insisted, opening the book back to his bookmark, his heart already accelerating, wanting to know what was going to happen next.
Your mouth dry like it was full of cotton, your throat sore, you came to suddenly, thrashing about on the floor. Your mouth was covered with a dirty thread of fabric, and you didn't even want to imagine where it had been before. "Sam?" You mumbled, making no sense through the fabric.
Training your eyes to see in the dark, you noticed Sam hanging from his arms in the corner, his shirt ripped open, Bloody Bones dancing around him in glee.
"You're tougher and leaner than my usual children, but you'll do nicely, yes you will," it kept muttering over and over, reaching out and running it's hand along Sam's chest. Sam tried to pull away, but he was weak, and could only groan as the monster's claws cut into his skin.
"Leave him alone!" You screamed, turning those creepy, lifeless eyes your way.
"Ooh, the naughty girl is awake. I'll save her for later," he muttered to himself. "Maybe as a stew."
"You'll leave her alone!" Dean yelled from the top of the stairs, but with the way you were laying you couldn't see him.
"Dean?" You called out, trying to fight your bindings as Bloody Bone's ran his claws against Sam's arm as if he hadn't heard Dean at all.
"This arm will do nicely," he mumbled, his tongue darting out to lick at his absent lips. "I'm so hungry. Those three children weren't enough."
"I warned you," Dean spoke low, holding his flame launcher low, ready to take out the monster as soon as it stepped away from his brother. Bloody Bones took a step towards Dean, his teeth bared, and Dean took that at his opportunity, lighting the monster on fire.
It's screams hurt your ears, and if your arms had been free you would have covered them. You could only watch as the Monster turned into a pile of ash, and it was only then that Dean stopped, panting heavily.
"Are you two okay?" Dean asked, glancing at his brother before coming over to help you. Undoing the rope, he gently picked you up, holding you steady as he stared down at you.
"I'm okay, but Sam took the biggest beating," you told Dean, who kept you close to his side.
"I was so worried," Dean spoke softly, surprising you when he he cupped your cheek. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"I'm fine," you insisted, pushing him away so he could go help his brother, even though you liked being held close to him.
As Dean helped his brother up the stairs, you followed behind, wondering how this hunt had even happened in the first place. Boogeyman, or Bloody Bones as he had been called, wasn't supposed to exist. Only in nightmares to scare young children, and yet you had been literally shoved into this small town, right into the case about small children disappearing. It felt wrong, and for a moment you wondered if Gabriel was back, tricking you with these weird hunts. What other explanation could there be?
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Stories to Awaken Terror
FanfictionAs a couple of kids read a scary book, Sam, Dean and Y/N live those scary tales. Will they be able to figure out what's causing the hunts before it's too late?