Harley Winchester - Season 1- Supernatural Rewrite

Hook Man

I was sitting next to Dean, sipping a cold coffee while Sam was at the pay phone.

"Your half-cafe venti vanilla latte is getting cold over her Francis." Dean mocked as Sammy walked back.

"Shut up."

"So anything?" I asked Sam.

"I had them check the FBI'S missing-persons databank, no 'John Does' fitting that description, I even ran his plates for traffic violations."

"Guys I'm telling you, I don't think dad wants to be found." Dean admitted.

"Yeah well, too bad." I responded. We were going to find him. My brothers need at least a little bit of their father each decade and I have some questions that need answers.

"Check this out, it's a news item out of Plains Courier, Ankeny Iowa, it's only about 100 miles from here."

"Mutilated body was found near the victims car, parked on 9 mile road." I read outloud.

"Keep reading."

"Authorities are unable to provide a realistic description of the killer, the sole eyewitness whose name has been withheld, is quoted as saying the attacker was invisible."

"Could be something interesting." Dean declared.

"Or could be nothing at all, one freaked out witness who didn't see anything, doesn't mean it's the invisible man." Sam stated.

"But what if it is?" I questioned.

"Dad would check it out." Dean said.

I got up, grabbed my ice coffee, and started walking to the Impala.

"Get your lazy asses up boys, we got a monster to kill."

We drove the 100 miles to a fraternity house. Dean pulled up and parked right in front of a nice looking bike. I wasn't sure it was a good idea for me to get off the car but my brothers both insisted. I was wearing some fake leather pants,  tight muscle shirt and my leather jacket. Any other outfit would have been better than this.

"One more time, why are we here?" Sam asked as he walked closer to Dean and I. I was walking between the boys and heads were already turning towards the giants, but then they went down to me. Screw tight clothes, but maybe, just maybe I can use this to my advantage, if Dean doesn't turn on big brother mode.

"Victim lived here." Dean explained.

"Nice wheels." I announced our presence to the group of guys touching up a car.

"We're your fraternity brothers from Ohio, we're new in town, transfers, looking for a place to stay." Dean introduced.

"Who's she?" The guys asked looking me up and down.

"Our sister." Dean said taking a step in front of me while Sam's jaw tightened.

Big brother mode activated.

I said leave me in the car but noooo.

They took us up to the second floor of the frat house and to this boy who was painting his body purple. Interesting.

Dean knocked on the door frame causing purple nurple to turn to us.

"Who are you?" He asked.

"We're your new roommates."

"And the babe?"

"Our sister." Dean bit out as Sam grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him.

"Oh, cool, hey do me a favor and get my back, big game today." The frat boy said.