The sharpest lives

40.

,,Can you leave us alone for a few minutes?"  Sammy looked at the kids. They nodded and left.

,,We need their house to play." Hunter said. ,,And their help to win this. They already played and somehow survived. We know shit about this, let's be honest."

,,How do you want to convince them?"Dean asked. ,,It's not like you normally play some kind fo fucking ritual with strangers."

,,We will tell them the truth." Meira said. ,,Everything. I mean, they call themselves paranormal investigators so what? We'll only admit the truth."

,,Yeah, we had some paranormal investigators right?" Dean said.

Meira and Hunter looked at each other. ,,Ghostfacers!" they both laughed.

Dean just rolled his eyes. But they knew that they had to tell them the truth. Dean went for them and they sat back on the sofa. This was it, no lies, they wanted to tell them who they actually were.

,,We need your help." Hunter said. ,,And your house. We need to play the game."

,,What?" Colby asked. He didn't understand, neighter of the two of them did.

,,We're not from FBI." Meira said. ,,There's not agent Smith, Geller, Chapman or Salazar. These..." she showed them the badgets. ,,They're fake."

,,The guns too?" Sam asked.

,,Oh no, they're real." Hunter said.

,,We're something like you two." Meira continued. ,,We're haunters, we haunt mosnters." They both looked at her in disbelieve. ,,Yes, It's all real. Ghosts, demons, angels, heaven, hell and other shit like this."

,,So the midnight man,..."

,,Is real too." she nodded. ,,That why I asked how are you alive."

,,And we need your help to stop him, kid." Dean said.

They weren't really happy with them lying nor with this idea, they said, they will never play it again. They looked at each other.

,,Fine, we will help you." Sam said.

,,Can we have a gun too?" Colby asked.

,,Oh hell no, kid." Meira said.

They agreed to meet again hour before midnight. Sam had to tell all of his friends that the FBI needed all of them to clear the house for tonight. Meanwhile haunters were on their way back to the motel. They took all their stuff, changed their clothes, ate something and got ready.

They knocked on their doors once again, Colby oppened this time. He looked kinda surprised with how they looked. Sammy and Dean were dressed like usual, Hunter had her ripped jeans and Dean's flannel and Meira had blue jeans, high boots and white tank top. They had their bags with weapons with them. He let them in.

They went to Sam's room. He already prepared candles and papers. All of their bags ended on Sam's bed.

,,It's a demon right?" Hunter asked.

,,Should be." Sammy nodded. ,,Demon blade?"

,,Probably. But who knows what this son of a bitch is." Dean said and loaded his gun.

,,You gusy don't need to worry." Meira looked at them. ,,We're gonna keep you save. I promise."

,,Can we have a knife or something?" Sam asked.

,,You can have salt." Hunter said. ,,And lighter."

,,Sorry, we don't need any more injuries." Sammy said.

All of them prepaerd their weapons, meanwihle Sam and Colby wrote their names. They hated the part where they have to cut their finger and when none of the haunters cared about that, they were surprised.

,,You already did this or..." Colby asked.

,,Honey." Meira turned. ,,How should I tell you? We've been trough enough to not be scared of cutting into out fingers."

,,Yeah, we use our blood actually pretty often." Dean said and all of the pople in to room looked at him. ,,Nevermind."

,,How much time do we have?" Sammy asked.

,,Like a half an hour till midnight." Colby said. ,,Can we make a video from it?"

,,Oh no videos." Meira said. ,,We're suppose to be dead."

,,Don't ask." Hunter said. ,,Wrong place, wrong time. Just don't record anything that will happen tonight, k?"

,,Sure."

Sam and Colby had no idea what to think of them. They were really cool, but also kinda scary to them.

*B&S*