This is a story that began on the IMDb Supernatural board a few weeks before Season 3 was set to begin. As we had many newbies coming on the board daily (if not hourly) to ask when Season 3 was going to start, this thread began simply as one to keep the date of the Season 3 premiere on the front page of the board.

In order to keep it on the first page, we had to bump it. A lot.

So after a few bumps, one of our group (Huntergirl727, in fact) suggested that we turn it into a fun story where each person adds the next sentence (which is why the first part of the story is a little odd, I'll say that right now, but hey we had fun with it).

After awhile the story got a LOT more interesting and I came up with the idea of setting an end date (which was the same day as the S3 premiere here in the US – October 4, 2007), have anyone post an ending if they wanted, and turn it into a fanfic that I would post.

NOTE: I have made some (very minor) changes to other author's work but ONLY to correct spelling and grammar errors or to correct syntax where absolutely necessary. Other than that, everything is exactly how it was posted on the board.

Here are the authors of this first chapter….

Snowbunny2003

Feenikstoyou

Sumtymsicomback

Senari

Huntergirl727 (idea to start story)

Utahtabbycat22

Mokibobolink (that's me)

On with the story….

Chapter 1

Sam and Dean were driving down a dark desert highway at 3:00 AM. Sam had been napping, and after a while he began to dream. A little girl, maybe seven, stood under a large oak tree.

dream camera pans to see that Sam is sitting on a branch above the girl

Sam looked down at the small child to see that she was crying. Then a vampire jumps out and attacks him. It's his mom. Dean is sleeping off an all-nighter in the front seat of the Impala Sam falls out of the tree, Dean stirs in the front seat but doesn't wake up.
Dean asks Sam what he was doing up in the tree. Sam says that the tree spoke to him and told him to climb it. Dean suddenly spots the vampire who is also their mom. Sam wakes up suddenly from his dream to find Sarah watching him sleep.

"What were you dreaming about, Sammy?" she said with a smirk.

"It was weird," Sam said. "My mom was there, but she was evil, and she tried to attack me. I wonder if it wasn't really a dream, or if it has anything to do with what the YED showed me, like another vision."

"Vision?" the smirk disappearing.

"Yeah, visions" Dean answers for him angrily. "You got a problem with that?"

"No. But I have problem with your breath. When was the last time you brushed? Easter '91?"

"What are you even doing here? WE can't go anywhere with out seeing you." Under his voice Dean muttered a word that sounded very much like 'Stalker'.

Sarah wondered where the heck Dean came from as she watched him wrap his arms around utahtabbycat22 as he repeatedly kissed her, in between mutters of "I love you"
Sam suddenly slaps Dean and he awakens, shaking his head. "Man, that was some strange daydream, some weirdo chick was kissing me!". "Huh, that is weird" Sam replied.

Dean and Sam look at each other in alarm. "Did you hear that bomb??" - they both run...

As they ran they could hear other bombs going off. What was going on? Where were they?

They ran for a minute and then Dean said "Wait, do you smell that?"

Sam looked sheepish and said "My bad". Dean replied "Aw man!! Those weren't bombs, that was YOU!! What did you eat anyway?" Dean walks away disgusted, covering his nose.

"What? Act like you never let one rip." Sam said as he looked to a sign at the side of the road. "Bodie, California. The Bodie Curse.."

"Sounds like our kind of town" Sam said. "Are people really being hurt?" Dean asked. \

"Yep" Sam replied as he looked it up on his laptop. "Alright then, let's go to work" Dean replied and they both got back into Metallicar and drove on.

The drive was dull for a full eight seconds before a bomb went off in the car. One of Deans design this time.

"There ya go" Dean said proudly. "That'll teach ya to lay a big one on ME and expect to get away with it". "Oh yeah?" Sam replied "Where's my lighter?" he said as he bent over ominously.

"Get OUT OF MY CAR!" Dean said, slamming on the breaks and skidding off the road.

"I'll not have you burning my upholstery. Light your damn air pollution outside!"

"But it's dark out there." Sammy replied as he gave the window a scared look. "and there's a full moon out tonight, the weirdos are out. I'm sorry, okay. Let's just get to Bodie."

"Fine" Dean replied. "Just watch it next time"

Sam turned on the radio and "Back in Black" came on. "I'm getting kinda sick of this song, can I change it?" he asked Dean. "Dude, I am SO going to throw your ass outta this car" Dean growled.

Sammy wisely decided to shut up and sat back in his seat as they headed to Bodie.

"So what do we know about the Bodie Curse, Geek Boy?" Dean asked.

"Jerk" Sam as he pulled out his laptop. "Bitch" Dean replied.

"Looks like there's some sort of a curse on this place and people who try and collect artifacts are dying. So maybe we're looking at a vengeful spirit?" Sam said thoughtfully.

"Yeah, maybe," said Dean as they drew nearer to the ghost town. "Uh, was that last turn supposed to be a left or a right?"

"You had better be kidding me, Dean. Why do you ask after the turn? Left by the way." Sammy said with anger in his voice.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever Google Boy" Dean growled as he executed a sharp, fast turn. "How many people have died?" he asked as they drove down a dirt road.

"Hard to tell" Sam replied."But it looks like a lot. Problem is they die well after they get back home"

"Then how are we gonna get this thing?" Dean replied.

"How else? We're gonna get it where it lives" Sam said grimly, closing the laptop purposefully.

They stopped at a motel to rest. After all, rest is what you need when hunting baddies. When they stepped out of the car, a glint caught Dean's eye. He thought nothing of it, opening the door to their room as the sun came up, and he thought nothing of it as the closed door behind Sam.

Thinking nothing of it was his first mistake.

It was then that Gordon realized that maybe affixing that statue to the ceiling with duct tape wasn't such a good idea.When it fell he didn't want to be responsible for the desecration of The Buddy Christ. As he was peeling off the tape, the Buddy Christ fell. Killing Gordon with a wink & a smile.

The boys made it to Bodie sometime before five. They didn't know something followed.

Followed and watched.

The streets were dusty and the buildings told time's story well. They stepped from the car and saw the ghost town's ghosts. It was still daylight so the ghost's disappeared back into their buildings as fast as they appeared. Sam and Dean looked at each other, knowing that as soon as night fell, there would be so many more.

"Do they only harm people who take things?" Dean asked. "I'm really not sure, I guess we'll have to wait and see" Sam replied.

It had been watching them for many days. Dean was the only one of them to even catch a small glimpse. It was a she and she wasn't happy; far from it.

"Where should we start?" asked Sam. "I don't know. Wherever's creepiest. You know, Scooby Doo Style." Dean said with his usual air of comedy.

The boys went to the trunk and loaded weapons while waiting for the sun to set so they could see what they were dealing with. Finally the last light was gone and Dean found the creepiest building on the abandoned street.

"Well Shaggy, how about we start there?" Dean asked with a laugh.

"Fine, Scrappy" Sam replied and headed over with Dean following, scowling, behind him.

Sam entered first; if you could call it entering. Dean had shoved him in. Payback for calling him Scrappy.

"What did you do that for?" Sam asked. "Oh, nothing. Thought I saw a spider. Yeah, it was ugly too."

They walked in & looked at the dusty saloon. Sam and Dean raised their rifles full of rock salt and walked around the saloon. Sam's flashlight caught movement in the corner of the room and they both froze, ready to fire. They were totally caught off guard by what happened next...

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"Jerk" Sam said, giving Dean a quick slap across the back of the head.

"What'ya do that for?" Dean asked.

"You called me bitch"

"No I didn't you asshat, couldn't you tell that was a girl's voice for one thing?"

"Sounded like you to me"

"Hardy Har Har. I think we're not alone here Sam"

Both men headed for a door at the back of the saloon, trying to locate the source of the voices. As they drew closer they could hear whispering. They stopped at the door listening...

"Does that sound like a couple of girls to you?" Dean asked

"Yeah it does. Sounds like they're talking about...US?" Sam replied

"Dude this is some freaky stuff" Dean said, readying his gun and nodded at his brother to open the door.

Sam opened the door to find…

Dean stepped in front of Sam. Dean nodded at Sam and Sam nodded back. Dean would kick in the door in three, two, one…

Dean kicked in the door and the two found themselves face to face with a horrible sight. Blood dripped from the windows, making eerie shadows as the moonlight cut through the glass. Sam walked in to get a closer look, Dean covering him from behind.

"It's real," Sam pronounced as he examined the marks closely.

"Great" Dean replied. "I think we might be in the right place..." Suddenly a noise caught their attention.

Dean and Sam stared in confusion as they watched one hundred and one dalmatians run down the stairs at them, the boys braced themselves as they were stampeded. Before the dogs hit they vanished. Dean and Sam stood there looking utterly confused. This time a different noise came to their ears. A noise that was unmistakable.

It was a lullaby.

Dean and Sam turned to find the YED standing over a crib, the lullaby coming from a mobile hanging above it.

"Hey!" Dean yelled and the YED turned to them smiling.

"Hello boys. Have you come to see me initiate another child?"

"But you're dead..." Dean said in obvious confusion.

"Oh, that never stops me. I'm so sorry to tell you that no one can really kill a demon. The most you're doing is sending it home and once you're home you can't wait for another vacation."

"Yeah well, your vacation is over right now you son of a bitch," Dean said and raised his gun.

"No, wait" Sam says, holding up his hand to stop his brother. "Don't try anything. You know it won't kill him and then he'll hurt the baby anyway"

"Fine" Dean said, then turned to the demon. "What do you want?"

"Oh, you should know by now," The Demon answered.

Dean didn't like it. The whole situation was bad.

"That's not an answer. What do you want?"

"Why don't you think Dean? You never use your head." the YED said.

"You can't have Sammy. No frickin' way," replied Dean.

"I said 'think'," came from the demons mouth, "I don't want Sammy, I've had enough of him. I want you, Dean."

Before either of them could react, the YED threw Dean against the wall without moving a muscle from where he stood. Both of their guns fell to the ground, again without a move from the demon.

"Now," the YED said, walking up to Dean and smiling at him evilly. "You're going to get a little taste of what your brother got when he was just a little tyke"

With that the demon pulled out a knife and slit his own arm, holding it up so that droplets of blood landed on Dean's lips. To his horror, Dean found he could no longer move at all and was unable to turn away, his body held rigidly still by the demon's immense power.

Sam, not thinking, ran at them only to be knocked away. He hit the wall and was blinded for a second or two from impact. His head throbbing, he looked up from the floor. The Demon had let go of Dean and was standing over the infant.

"I'll see you later kid." the unholy thing said almost with love as it stroked the child's head.

Then it was gone. The only thing Sam could hear was the child crying.

"Dean?"

Not sure where to go first, the child or his brother, Sam finally decided that the baby was fine for the moment and ran to Dean's side.

"Hey, you okay?" Sam asked worriedly as Dean shakily got to his feet.

"Yeah," Dean replied and both headed to the crib. Looking inside they could see drops of red on the child's pillow.

"Well, little guy," Sam said, picking up the baby. "Looks like you're one of us now."

"Yeah," Dean agreed quietly, then lead the way to the door "Let's get him out of here"

"Then what?" Sam asked, cradling the baby carefully. "I don't know but we can't leave him here."

"I'll drive, Dean." Sam said.

"The Hell you are," Dean said.

Sam turned around to look him in the face. "I'm not going to let you drive after what just happened. Here," he said transferring the crying child from his arms to Dean's."You take him and try to sleep. We're getting as far way from here as we can."

"Fine" Dean said, taking the baby and heading for the backseat.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked, puzzled that his brother wasn't sitting up front with him.

"Listen, if you have to drive and I have to pull a Britney Spears since we don't have a car seat, I think the safest place for the kid is in the back." Dean replied, getting inside and getting settled.

Sam got in and drove off, leaving the ghost town behind them. He wondered how the baby had gotten there in the first place and how they were going to figure out where he belonged or if his parents were even still alive. As these thoughts weighed heavily on his mind, he realized that there had been nothing but silence from the back seat for a while. Looking in the rearview, his eye caught an unusual sight; Dean and the baby were both sleeping soundly, Dean's arms holding the child protectively even in slumber"

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Ending this chapter here as this is the point where I decided to ask everyone if they'd like to turn this into a fanfic and got permission from everyone to post it up here. Seemed as good a place as any to put a chapter end.

More to come!