After causing a ghost to set a kid on fire, I was feeling a bit foul. I mostly searched the Hunter's Journal and everything they had on " The Demon". There was so much and even some info on somebody called the "Slayer". Apparently there was a Buffy out there somewhere, but not like the one on tv and her name wasn't Buffy. It was fascinating to read about, but I was so tired of reading words and I decided that I'd finally asked what happened on the last hunt. Dean was watching tv and Sam was once again on his laptop, so I asked.
" So, tell me about the last hunt." I said casually. Sam looked up from his laptop, surprised that I had asked. Dean looked at me with an "Oops" face and gave a weak smile.
" It's not important. We saved the guy from the hell hound." Dean said quickly.
Sam looked at him and retold the whole story. At the end of the story, my eyes shot open in realization. Dean might have given his life to bring his father back! You see, the demon said that John was in hell, so Dean mulled over the idea of going instead.
" ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?!! How could you even think of making a switch like that...!" I shouted, pacing impatiently.
Dean sighed, " Chalis..." he said calmly.
"...I knew I should have gone! I mean, I fucked things up by not going...I don't know how you could even think of leaving us." I shouted louder.
" Chalis! Shut up! I wasn't going to...I needed her to think that I was making the deal to trap her." he said, very annoyed at this point.
" But would you have done it if you'd known?" I asked, looking directly in his eyes.
Dean looked down, " To get my dad out of hell? Yeah, I'd pretty much do anything to get him out of hell!" he shouted at me.
" You're taking the word of a demon! I cannot believe you let her exploit your weakness!" I said angrily.
We stared at each other until there was a newsflash and we all looked at the tv. The anchorman looked distraught as he talked, he said, " At a local school, there has been a terrible, unfortunate accident, as 3 students have been murdered and police say there are no suspects and though the crimes seem similar, there is no reason to think that they are connected. That is a direct quote from the police, who are hard at work trying to crack this case and solve this vicious crime."
Dean walked over and turned off the tv, " The world is going to hell." he smirked. Sam just shook his head.
I paused, " Sounds...supernatural." I said, quietly hoping so.
" Maybe. Me and Dean'll check it out." Sam said, ignoring my plea to help.
I scoffed, " Sam, I'm helping with this one." I said seriously.
" But..." Sam started, but Dean interrupted him, " ...We did promise that we'd let him help more and we'll be there to protect him." he said, probably hoping I would forget about what we were talking about before the newsflash.
I thought about that word, " Protect." and I felt a strong aversion to it, the whole idea that you could protect someone only seemed temporary. No one could protect someone forever, so why not just expose the person as soon as possible. It's way beyond Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy...There are things that go bump in the night. Maybe if everyone knew about them, maybe we could "bump" back.
" So, where do we start?" Sam asked.
" Well, we'll need someone to get into the school." Dean said, smirking at me.
" Wait, hey...wait, this could be fun." I said realizing that it would mean being back in school with actual people, " I'll do it." I said quickly.
" Relax, we just need you to be there. I don't think you need to enroll, just don't get caught. Just hang out and report if you see anything scary." Sam said cautiously.
" Ok." I said dejectedly, " but do I at least get a hall pass?" I asked sarcastically.
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As we sat in the Impala, I stared at the campus and all the students. I sucked in the air around me, causing the guys to look back at me.
" Are you okay?" Sam asked.
" You can do this. Just breath and...do it. Maybe here you'll have actual friends." Dean joked.
I smirked, " Ass." I said, pushing on Sam's seat, " Let me out!" I said, getting out of the car. I waved to them and stalked the campus. I saw something that thoroughly freaked me out, there were no cliques. In every high school there were cliques and...there were none here. Definitely supernatural. While I was happy that things seemed on the up and up, I knew there was something unnatural going on. All those hormones under one roof, peacefully coexisting...that's freakin weird. One person did catch my eye, a shifty character, and he walked quickly and stared over his shoulder at me. I walked until I tripped over something...or one and fell!
I heard the people laughing and gasping and it became apparent that this wasn't going to be my day, " Dammit! Why am I so freakin clumsy; I couldn't be either clumsy or powerless? Why do I have to be both?" I whispered to myself as I tried to get up.
I felt someone's hand on my elbow, " Are you okay?" a voice asked, pulling me up. I looked up to see a pair of green eyes staring back at me.
I smiled, " Yeah, I'm just...clumsy. Hi, I'm Chalis." I said, shaking his hand.
" Tracey Atkins." he said, smiling. His smile warmed me inside and he was a total hotty. He was a mix between Chad Michael-Murray and Jake Gyllenhal, but a good mix. He gestured over a girl and two boys that stood behind him, " This is Christina, Jack, and Micheal." he smiled even brighter.
" Hey, you must be new." he said carefully.
" Yeah." I nodded.
" So, what do you have first hour?" he asked.
" Gosh, is this inquisition?" I said impatiently, then I saw his face and I changed my tone, " Um...I don't have one yet. I need to get one from the office." I said sharply.
" Cool, I'll show you." he said, turning to his friends, " Go ahead, I'll meet ya." he said and they disappeared.
" Cool." I said, walking away with him.
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We got to the office quickly and I stopped right before we walked in. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me curiously.
" What?" he asked.
" Um, nothing...I..." but I was interrupted when I heard Dean calling my name. I turned to see him jogging to me and I looked at Tracey to see his confused face.
" We have to get out of here. Something's about to happen." Dean said breathlessly.
" No fair! It wasn't long enough." I said pouted.
" We don't have time. It's not one of the teachers or outside adults killing the kids, it's one of the students." he said, not noticing the student body come to a halt and look at us.
Tracey shifted behind us, " Damn you're smart." he said, pulling a gun out of his jeans. Dean and I stepped back and watched him point the gun down toward my leg. As he shot the gun, Dean tackled me and I hit the floor with a dull "THUMP" and I looked up at Tracey.
I rolled around to see Dean staring at me, " Dean?" I said, looking down at his knee, he'd been shot, " Dean? Oh god!" I said, sitting up.
Dean winced, " Owww." he said with as much sarcasm as he could muster.
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Dean's leg was bleeding everywhere and I scrambled to find something to help. The other kids looked as if they were about to start sobbing anytime, some had already began. They looked at him as if they couldn't deal with this. The people he had grown up with...I had already guessed that he was possessed and I felt bad that I might have to hurt him. I continued to try to help Dean, but my supplies were limited. I ripped a piece of my shirt off and wrapped it around Dean's leg, trying to stop the bleeding and he coughed and smiled down at me.
" Wow." Dean said carefully.
I looked up at him, " What? Shocked it's not me? Don't worry, it would be me if you hadn't pushed me out of the way." I said, looking away from him and putting more pressure on the leg.
He frowned, " Uh, no. I'm talking about how you took control and look at cha. You're fixing me up and you're calm doing it. And we both dove out of the way, so we saved ourselves." he said quietly.
I smiled, " Thanks (I laughed) I have a confession." I said quickly.
" What?" he asked.
I smiled weakly, " I'm scared." I confessed.
" Hey, break it up!" a voice said behind us, making me jump. I looked back to see our capture. He had a wicked smile on his face and I knew why.
" Why are you doing this? Just let the kids...the teenagers...the other teenagers go and I'll stay." I pleaded, gaining a rebuttal from Dean, but I hushed him.
" You'd stay? You'd go back with me to Andrew? He said you would try to trick me." the demon said, apparently itching inside the human body.
" I'm...I'm not trying to trick you. I will go back and everything will be okay, just let everyone go...alive." I said calmly. I shut my eyes trying to stay in my perpetual calmness.
He took a minute, trying to read me, then he said, " Okay." Then he raised the gun to the ceiling and shot it, " Everyone else out!" he shouted.
The scared kids ran away, screaming and crying, and he turned to me. His eye never left me and I tried not to notice.
I bent down to Dean, " Dean. Forgive me." I said, standing. I walked over to him and stood at the barrel of the gun, " Pathetic." I said, filled with rage.
" Excuse me?" the demon said, surprised at my sudden rage.
" I couldn't say it in front of the other teens, but now I'm ready. For 9 years now I've been being protected from things like you and when I finally got put in danger, I was alone. I had no idea what to do and I was scared...but there was one thing Dean, Sam, the demons, the world, John, and even the you didn't see...the fact that I'm smarter than I look. You need me. If you go back without me, you're as good as dead and I know that." I said, more confidently than I felt.
I heard Dean laugh behind me and the demon took a step back, " He didn't give you enough credit, true, but what make you think I won't just shoot you and leave this body?" he smirked.
" Because he'd kill you instantly, right? I've studied enough on you to know that you can be killed any time by the one who hired you." I said, bringing my leg up and kicking the gun out of his hand! He scrambled for the gun, but I kicked him in the face and he slid across the floor! I ran for the gun and felt someone tackle me and we went right through a glass window! I laid on my back, looking up at the ceiling, then I felt someone crawl on top of me. He tried to pin me down, but I slid through the part in his legs and ended up behind him, then punched him as hard as I could in the back of the head. I rushed to the gun, wrinkling my shirt over the handle so I wouldn't leave fingerprints. I heard glass crunch and I noticed Dean leaning against the wall. I ran to him, lowering him to the floor. I looked at him for a minute and noticed that he was paler than before and looked as if he could pass out any moment.
I examined his leg, " Hold on, we're gonna be okay. We just need to get you out of here." I panicked.
He chuckled and grabbed my face, " Here I am about to die...again. Just one thing." he smiled.
My eyes tried to avoid his, but they slowly looked at him, " What?" I asked quickly.
" Don't exchange yourself for me." he said, kissing me. At first, I struggled, then I gave in and we kissed passionately. When I opened my eyes, I saw him smile, then slump over. I looked back and saw that the body was gone and the gun along with it. I gasped and winced when I heard a door slam not too far. I placed Dean's arm around my shoulder and I started stumbling forward until I saw a figure come through the door and I noticed who it was.
" Sam...Dean's losing blood! We need to get him help!" I said frantically. sam didn't say anything, he just helped me with Dean and we ran out of the building.