Fawks (Supernatural FanFiction)

Chapter 2: Contacted

HEY, ALA HERE. Chapter two :3

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When I arrived to my motel room, I immediately began researching every local death of a woman named Mary, who would've died in front of a mirror, but found nothing local. So I checked viral, and there it was, Mary Worthington was murdered in front of a giant mirror, spelling out a word in her own blood. A word starting with 'T-R-E'. I'm guessing that she was truing to spell out her murderer's name. She was so close.

Now all of the details are coming together. I just need to find out how Mary can travel from mirror to mirror to mirror. 

But that's work for another day, I'll continue on this case tomorrow. It is already 11:00 pm now, and if anyone in this town has common scenic, they won't be chanting "Bloody Mary" anytime soon after recent events anyway. I'm just going to write a quick blog entry,

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Hello there, survivors. Fawks here. I'm currently in Toledo Ohio, trying to solve a case that I believe has to do with Bloody Mary. Spooky, huh? How a terrible murder like this can be twisted into a children's game. I almost think it serves these kids right, for misusing it. Alas, it's not in my nature to just let people die. So, I guess i'll just finish this hunt.

And just to let you know, i'll be taking a short vacation. Two weeks tops. Nothing to worry about, I just need to take care of a few things. As always, you will still be able to contact me. Text 'Fawks' to 635-0745, if you need me. I'll have my phone on me.

     ~Fawks out

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I awoke the next morning, to my phone going off.

I got a text! I never get texts…

I unlock my screen, only to find an unknown number has texted me.. it seems to be someone from my blog.

  Fawks, Were here in Toledo. We've been hunting the same thing. Meet up?

      ~SW

I re-read the text over and over again. Should I meet up with 'them'? Who knows how many people are there? And whats with the weird initial thing? Whatever, I have a reputation to uphold, and that means I have to stay loyal to my readers. So i'll meet up with them.

Hello, surviver. So, your in _____?  Go to the diner on Third street, can't miss it. Meet me in the back booth at 2:00 pm sharp. 

  ~Fawks out

It's already 1:00 pm… man, I sleep late. So I guess I'll do some reading, then meet whoever i'm meeting. It's been a while since I spoken with actual hunters.

I know what your thinking, "How do you know you can trust them?"

I don't.

That's why i'm coming armed. And were meeting in a public place, so they'll be less likely to try anything.

Before I knew it, it was 1:55 pm. I'm staying at the motel right next to the diner, so I can just look out my window to see if they show up. I don't know what i'm looking for, so I'll just observe everyone who comes in, to see if I need firepower or not. I'm hoping not. I don't exactly like killing, but it's what I've done forever. 

I only see an elderly couple enter the diner by 2:00, and I almost decide not to go. But then I see… those two guys from the funeral?? Are they the hunters? It would make sence, I suppose. I guess I won't need firepower after all. I will take my knives, however.