We are Home

Chapter 1

I'm sitting in a numbingly cold abandoned warehouse, it is damp, I can taste the mold and dirt. I've been captured and strung up by a Djinn, which are creatures that are able to poison their victims with a touch, sending them into a coma where they get to live out their deepest fantasies while the djinn slowly feeds on their victims blood over a long period of time. Djinns can typically be found in large ruins, they appear human with blue glowing eyes and tattooed skin covering their bodies, when they put a victim under, their hands are consumed by a blue smokeless flame which knocks the victim out instantly. There also appears to be a "bastard off-shoot" of djinn that are able to pass off as human and cause their victims to live in their worst nightmare as opposed to a happy fantasy. So yeah they're nasty little fuckers. I had read about them plenty of times and faced one, but that was with my brothers, but the djinn has not started to feed on me, so I haven't entered dreamland, yet. I'm waiting for my brothers to do their thing and save me, you're probably wondering how this all started.

Well there was wind of a couple Djinn in Montana and some calls were made and it was going to be handled by some other hunters, but me being rebellious and young and wanting to prove myself to my brothers, so I did what any rational teenager who has a suicidal death wish and an urge to do something on my own. I packed some clothes, my duffel of weapons, and got in my car and left. I was going around town talking to people trying to get intel, I was able to get some information and went to scout out the different warehouses in the area, and well enough I found the one they were hiding the victims in, most were already dead and while getting the ones left out to safety I got caught in the process. I was able to send an SOS to Sam and Dean.

Here comes the little bastard with my one way ticket to dreamland, the last thing I see before I blackout is Sam and Dean crashing into the warehouse guns blazing.

My head's pounding as I sit up in the back seat of the impala. "Ugh, what happened?"

I asked

"You did something stupid, disobeyed us, and almost died." Dean growled

"Dean, calm down. We were just worried about you." Sam stated trying to calm his brother.

"But what the HELL were you thinking going on a hunt all by yourself! You could've been killed!" Dean growled

"Well it's kinda your fault." I replied,

"We'll talk about this when we get home" Dean whispered.

I felt nervous as I felt the last of my adrenaline high wear off. I lay in the back seat and passed out almost immediately, as I did I had a dream or more of a memory. It was a recurring thing, I kept reliving the deaths of all of my friends and all the people I couldn't save on cases. It was mostly one person that the most recurring memory was the one of my best friend Kevin Tran who was killed by the angel Gadreel. I can't get the image out of my head of his body on the floor with His eyes burned out. I wake up in a cold sweat as we pull up to the bunker, the realization hits me that we forgot my car in montana. It didn't seem the best time to talk so I decided to get a bus ticket in the morning.