Relapse ~SuperLock~

Chapter 1

The man's mind only registered reluctance as he slowly raised himself up onto the ledge, his body heavy and his movements delayed.

He looked around at first, taking in the view of the roofs and vacant apartment windows, trying to calm himself down and concentrate. He scanned the perimeter and contemplated any potential escape routes, but his efforts amounted to nothing.

It didn't matter, for the corpse laying only a meter away from the man somehow ensured that he couldn't flee, not without someone dying as a result.

After another few minutes of reluctant glances down at the oblivious civilians and peaceful streets below, the man felt a feeling of dread settle in his gut.

He slowly pulled out his phone, his hand numb. He dialed a number and placed the receiver to his ear, his heart rate increasing with each uninterrupted interval of the ringback tone.

Someone answered, and the man quickly exchanged words with the person on the other end, their conversation inaudible. A few moments later the man peered down the ledge a bit farther to the right. His face slackened for a second, only for a pained expression to appear immediately after.

The man gripped the phone tightly and muttered another series of rushed words into the receiver. He extended his other hand as if to point, but his palm remained open, his fingers strained in a futile attempt to reach for something, or for someone.

Only a few seconds passed when the man abruptly ended the call and tossed the cell phone aside. He extended his arms as if he was taking to the sky, and didn't even hesitate when he shifted his weight forward and teetered off the edge.

The ground drew nearer and nearer, a cold and bitter wind whipping at the man's face as he plummeted towards the pavement. At some point in his rapid descent, the man's mind went blank for the first time in years.

"SHERLOCK!" someone cried, the shout as clear as glass.

In only a matter of a second the falling man collided with the ground; he slammed against the pavement with a sickening snap. The man's skull splintered and cracked open, the blood from his brain splattering-

Sam Winchester's eyes snapped open and he sat up abruptly with a shout. His heart was racing in his chest and he was breathing heavily. The entirety of the hunter's body was lined in cold sweat.

"Sam?" Dean asked, his voice laced with concern. Sam inhaled sharply and took in his surroundings with wide eyes.

He was in the Impala, driving down a vacant road flanked by fields that seemed to stretch to the horizon. The sky was a grim shade of blue, splatters of red and yellow indicating the onset of dusk.

Despite the tranquil atmosphere, Sam wasn't able to calm down. The image of a bloody and cracked skull intruded on his thoughts ever since his sudden awakening, and he couldn't shake the unpleasant sight away.

"What...in the hell?" Sam began, pinching the bridge of his nose as he grew aware of a dulled pain at the front of his brain. He felt the car slow down and come to a gradual stop.

"Sam, what's wrong?" Dean persisted. He clasped a hand onto his brother's shoulder, only to withdraw it when Sam cried out, as the pain had worsened without warning. The older Winchester could do nothing but watch in horror as his brother writhed in agony.

Sam felt himself slipping in and out of consciousness as the migraine progressed. It became difficult to string together a cohesive thought, but inbetween the flashes of pain the hunter felt dread pooling in his gut.

This searing numbness was more than familiar to Sam. He had endured this sensation before. The realization prompted him to grab his older brother's arm tightly.

"Dean-" Sam groaned as he made a vain attempt to speak.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked quickly.

"No...no," Sam trailed off, hissing as he felt the equivalent of a white-hot poker going through his frontal lobe.

"Talk to me!" Dean cried, his eyebrows furrowed in a mixture of confusion and fright. Sam quickly looked up, his suddenly blurred sight further fueling his panic.

"Dean...it's the visions. They're back."