Hunter Milligan found himself sitting in the corner of the cabin where it had all began. The cabin where he'd been locked in the cellar for the first ten years of his life, with zero contact with his mother beyond the odd tossing of food down to him. The cellar itself was still standing wide open, with a chalk outline of the hunter Roy on the floor near him, whom Hunter had ordered Roy's partner Walt to kill as his first act upon being freed.
And near Roy's outline was the chalk outline of Hunter's dead mother. A woman Hunter had never truly known beyond giving him life before leaving him in the warded cellar.
"I don't know what to do," Hunter said to himself as he fought back the tears. He thought his father was dead and that his uncles would blame him. In reality Adam was alive, but comatose thanks to the vampire who'd invaded the house. "Everyone I've ever cared for is gone. Mommy, help me. Please."
"Oh, what's the matter, wee one?" the red-headed woman with the Scottish accent said as she stood at the door. "You sound like you're in pain."
"Who are you?" Hunter asked as he looked up. "Are you an angel?"
"Oh, dear boy, I'm so much more powerful than a mere angel," Rowena said as she kneeled down to stare him in the eyes. "In fact, your father sent me to look after you. You and I are going to have many grand adventures together, Hunter."
*
Windom, Minnesota
The door to the Milligan house opened as Mike, Asher, Prometheus and Connor walked in, followed by Ritchie. The living room was still trashed as Ritchie looked around, immediately feeling the psychic energy of what had happened.
"So, how does this psychic thing work?" Connor asked as he watched Ritchie running his hand along various objects. "Do you read minds from a distance or cause stuff to float to get clues?"
"Not that kind of psychic, although I can read minds if I focus hard enough," Ritchie told him as he headed toward the glass table where Hunter had crashed through, getting flashes of the situation that had unfolded. He kneeled down and saw Hunter's blood on the glass. "I'm kind of like, I don't know, a bloodhound, only I use my mind instead of my nose.I read things, like objects or people. This is where Hunter was. He was tranquilized from the window, just like Prometheus was."
"Yeah two twin assholes drugged me, then some lady in black knocked me out." Prometheus told him.
Ritchie stood up and walked over to where Ben had been knocked out. "A vampire was here. And two humans. They took Ben."
"Can you tell us where?"
"The Alpha Vampire," Ritchie said as he looked at Mike. "He's got Ben, but Hunter left on his own."
"Poor kid probably saw Adam when he woke up and assumed the worst," Asher said as he looked at his friends. "He could be out there running into trouble right now. Ritchie, do you know where he went?"
"No, he teleported," Ritchie said. "His mind was in such a state of shock that I can't tell where he took off too. There were about a dozen or so thoughts going through his mind, and all of them were due to panic and grief. There's no telling what the poor kid was going to do next."
"Teleported? No way, Samandriel locked up the kids powers." Mike said. "Adam wanted him to grow up a normal kid."
"Someone obviously had other ideas," Prometheus said. "So at least we can assume Hunter's alive for now."
"Yeah, until whatever snatched Samandriel, Todreel and Jesse catches up with him," Mike told them. "But it sounds like Ben needs us more than anyone. The four of us will go track him down. Asher? Go find Hunter if he's out there. Take him back to the road house for safekeeping."
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Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad
FanfictionHaving escaped from the Cage with the help of Samandriel, Adam and his new angel friend meet up with a now grown Ben Braeden. Together, the trio will hit the road for vengeance and redemption while finding a family with each other. Through vampires...