A/N: This story goes darker here in this chapter. Can you imagine being caught breaking some of these laws, and having to explain it to others? But as we all know, Sam and Dean can't avoid the dark side that is so attached to them. It had to creep in and give them something else to think about other than stupid laws.
Dean looked at Bobby. He was so tired of this life, and yet here he was, fixing to take on a whole town of monsters. Bobby followed John, as the younger hunters took the left side of the street.
Dean didn't know what he expected, but what rose up from the ground was not it. Stench that was worse that rotten eggs, meat, and a locker room full of sweaty athletes. The thing had scales, two heads on the end of a long neck, legs like a elephant. One head turned to him as the other did to Sam. The mouth opened and he smelled smoke, as saw a burning throat. Dean raised his gun and fired, as Sam joined him. The thing swiped at them with small arms, that held long sword like nails.
Dean and Sam moved back, as Sam saw out of his eye the Shadow being again. Dean reached in his pocket and pulled out a water gun, and fired the holy water at the thing, and watched the scales begin to melt as the thing reared back it's head and scream. It collapsed back into the ground.
Two little girls came running towards them, calling for help. They ran across the street, with a giant orange looking rat behind them. Sam fired and killed it, as the girls came up to them. "Please, help us."
"We will try, where are your parents?"
Dean looked at the girls closely and then turned back to check the area. The girls moved with supernatural speed. They jumped the brothers, knocking them to the ground. Their forms changed into something not human. Tall and willowy with green skin, purple hair and very large black eyes.
"Ow," yelled Sam as the thing bit his arm. Sam brought his arm and struck it across the face. It just smiled and went for another bite. Sam struggled to get his gun under her body.
Dean hit the thing on top of him several times, and tried to take the eyes out. his left hand pulled out his knife and with a sweeping motion he cut across her throat, as green blood sprayed across him. The thing dropped as Sam also came to his feet, shoving the little demon off himself.
"You alright Sammy?" Asked Dean as he looked at his brother, and wiped blood from his eyes. Sam just nodded, knowing the damage would have to wait.
John was moving into a building, following the thing in front of him. He felt Bobby's presence just behind him. As he entered the semi dark room, he saw the thing turn to him, and saw the mouth open and something spew, John jumped to the side, as a small bit of it hit him on the arm, and instantly blistered it. John fired, as the thing ran off.
Bobby came in, cautiously, seeing John starting to rush out the back door. "John, wait!"
John turned to the other hunter. "I don't have time." Just as he said that, something fell from the ceiling, and landed on Bobby. Slimy, long, fat things that looked like slugs, attached themselves to Bobby. John reached into his pocket and drew out his bottle, and coming over, he poured the holy water over Bobby, and the slugs fell off, dead.
John ran out the back of the room, and Bobby followed. This was crazy, following John around. Who knew what this place was, or what was here. He didn't mind hunting, when there was one or two things to hunt...but a whole town? they should leave and gather a whole team of hunters for this. But no, John couldn't wait for anyone or anything. Bobby hated John.
Four hours later, four bodies lay in the dusty street surrounded by the town's unusual occupants. Their blood poured through the cracks into hell as the inhabitants of that hot place celebrated bringing the Winchesters down.
"I am proud of you, my children." The lead demon stepped out of the Sheriff's office, and smiled brightly.
Sam grabbed his head, and moaned. Dean looked over at his brother. "Bad dream Sammy?"
Sam looked at his brother, and bit his lip. Dean pulled into a gas station and opened his door. "I'll go get us something cold to drink, and something for your head. Sit tight." After Dean left, Sam grabbed his phone and used speed dial. He had to warn them. He listened to it ring, and when he heard the voice...
When Dean returned he heard the end of the conversation and looked puzzled at his little brother. Sam hung up and took the drink and travel pack of Tylenol his brother handed him. "what was that all about?"
"I think we should forget going to Montana, and go to Texas, or Virginia."
Dean studied his brother for a moment. "A vision huh? Okay, college boy. We can skip Montana and their monsters. But I want to know what you saw."
"Okay Dean, when my head stops hurting so much I will tell you everything." said Sam as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes. How much should I tell you, Dean? If I told Dad he'd rush off to that town, guns blazing. I don't want to lose you like that, I can't. For once the headache was worth it, he thought as the car headed in a new direction. The vision was clear. He had gotten warning of the near future in time to prevent it, and that was all that mattered.