Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 1

Hell House- Part 3

It was the next morning when you and everyone could get out there. Someone died in the Hell House again and you weren't there to prevent it. What was up with this house and this case? You found out everything you could from the police without looking suspicious. You hung back with the brothers while everyone else crowded around the house to see if they could get the best view.

Even from where you were, you saw two men roll out a girl's body on a stretcher. She was the one who died because you didn't take the case seriously.

"So, cops said this girl was a straight A student with a full ride to UT. But they find her after she commits suicide. That doesn't add up at all." You said, shoving your hands in your pockets.

"So, what are you thinking?" Sam asked you.

"I think maybe we missed something." You sighed.

"We need to come back here at night." Dean declared, getting into the Impala. When Dean made up his mind, it was very hard to impossible to veer him.

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It was past dark when you crept to the house. You knew it wouldn't be easy to get in since there was another murder that took place. Two police officers were walking the grounds, trying to make sure no one would trespass. You three were crouched in the bushes, trying to think of a way inside that house.

"I guess the cops don't want anyone else screwing around in there," Sam whispered.

"Yeah, but we still have to get in there." Dean sighed. You were thinking of a way in when you heard hushed whispering. You looked over and saw none other than Ed and Harry wearing all sorts of gear and carrying around gadgets.

"You got to be kidding me." Sam and Dean looked over to what you were looking at and Dean smirked.

"I have an idea," Dean raised his head and cupped his mouth. "Who are you going to call?" You had to cover your mouth to keep yourself from laughing too loud. The police perked up and apparently saw Harry and Ed because they started chasing them through the woods.

When the coast was clear, you and the Winchesters rushed to the front door and entered without a problem. You ran into the main room and Sam handed you a rifle, handing Dean one as well. You turned on a flashlight after cocking your gun and you looked around.

"Where have I seen that symbol before? It's killing me!" Dean said, looking at the same symbol on the wall as he passed it.

"Come on, we don't have much time." Sam ushered his brother. You followed them to the basement and looked around, pointing your gun at anything because you wanted to be prepared. On look from the basement, you knew it was abandoned for a long time.

There were old bookshelves but no books sat upon them. What lay instead were jars of red liquid. But you didn't need to focus on that. Mordachai loved killing women and you were hoping he would make an entrance tonight.

"Hey, Sam. I dare you to take a swig of this." You looked over and saw Dean holding a jar of the liquid.

"Why the hell would I do that for?" Sam scrunched his face but looked away from his brother.

"Dean, we need to focus. Where is this ghost?" You wondered. There was a noise that came from a big dresser and you aimed your gun at it. Sam and Dean stopped joking and immediately went to the cabinet, standing next to it. Anything could be in there but you were ready for it. Sam hovered his hand over the knob and with Dean's nod, he yanked it open.

There were no ghosts, only rats. They scattered at the light and Dean grimaced.

"Awe, you scared of a couple of rats?" You teased Dean. "Well, no ghost here, no ghost anywhere. I don't know what the hell to do anymore." You turned around but gasped when you were met with a figure. You looked up just as Mordechai raised an ax.