Angel Millie Winchester, eldest of the Winchester clan, had to grow up exceptionally early at the age of 6 to help care for her brothers (4 year old Dean and 6 month old Sam) after their mother was murdered by a Yellow Eyed Demon. She's blossomed...
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Prologue: Hibbing, Minnesota...
A young boy laid in his bed as he watched TV. Outside, he heard a noise and got up to look out the window. A man was walking in a parking lot with two bags of garbage in his hands. He quickly threw the bags into a dumpster before walking back to his car. When a screeching noise sounded loudly he stopped walking and looked around. Getting down on his knees, he checked underneath the car and screamed when he saw something horrifying. As soon as he stood, an invisible force pulled him back to the ground, on his stomach, and dragged him under the car, screaming, until he was gone. The boy looked on in fear before hurriedly shutting his curtains.
A few nights later at Kugels Keg...
Angel sat beside Sam as she sipped her whisky, "So, the neighbor kid thinks whatever took our vic is some kind of monster of mythical proportions?"
"Seemed pretty convinced." Dean said a few feet away from them as he threw darts, "Said he saw it pull Jenkins underneath a car before it growled and took off."
"I don't know..." Sam shook his head, "He was up watching Godzilla vs. Mothra so he could have just spooked himself and thought he heard a growl."
"Hm..." Angel tapped her glass, "I talked to the local police and they said they ruled out foul play."
"Why?"
"Apparently, there were signs of a struggle."
Dean turned, "Well, they could be right, it could just be a kidnapping." He shrugged, "Maybe this isn't our kind of gig."
"Yeah, maybe not. Except for this." Sam slid their fathers journal over to Angel, "Dad marked the area." Dean came to the table and looked at the journal over Angel's shoulder, "'Possible hunting grounds of a phantom attacker.'"
Deans brows furrowed, "Why would he even do that?"
"He found a lot of local folklore about a dark figure that comes out at night. Grabs people, then vanishes." Sam explained before pointing to another passage, "He found this too- this county has more missing persons per capita than anywhere else in the state."
"Jeeze." Angel mumbled as she read through their fathers work, "That is weird."
"Yeah."
"Don't phantom attackers usually snatch people from their beds?" Dean asked, "Jenkins was taken from a parking lot."
