Shades of Death Road
Chapter Two
Dean parked his Impala behind a black truck, on Holly Road. He and Sam got out,
holding their fake FBI badges, and walked up to a tall man in a bright yellow
jacket with orange reflectors on the side. Since it was starting to get dark
out, the jacket was a safety precaution.
"Can you tell us what happened here?" Dean asked.
The man looked at them both. "And you would be...?"
They both quickly showed their badges and Sam answered, "I'm Agent Holler. This
is agent Sanders. We're FBI."
"Can I see your badge, again?" the man asked.
"Uh, sure," Sam answered with a slight hesitancy. Holding up the badge, he
wasn't quick enough before the man grabbed it.
Using a pen light, the man studied the badge. "What do you take me for, son?
This badge is a fake." Yelling over his shoulder, while keeping an eye on the
two young men, he yelled, "Chris! Get over here!"
Sam and Dean exchanged looks, but before they could try to escape, a man dressed
all in black, except for a bright yellow jacket, strode up to them all.
"What is it, Josiah?"
Josiah handed Chris the badge and said, "They came up to me, wanting to know
what happened on this road. Flashed me a couple of badges." Josiah handed Chris
the badge that he was holding. "His," he said as he pointed at Sam, "is fake."
Chris looked at the badge, then turned to face Sam and Dean. "Alright, fellas,
what are you doing here? With fake badges?" he demanded.
Sam and Dean looked at each other, silently deciding to be honest. Dean spoke
up, "My name is Dean Winchester. This is my brother Sam. We're experts in demons
and everything that goes bump in the night."
HOLLY ROAD -- JD AND EZRA
JD was standing against a wall in the cabin, with his arms crossed. He was
making sure to remain quiet. Ezra hadn't said anything to him since telling him
that it was his fault, them being in their situation. But, he wasn't going to
take any chances and start talking.
Ezra walked over to him, stopping when he was directly in front of him. "Mister
Dunne, I must... apologize for earlier. It was like... I had no control over my
mouth. I do not really think that this is your fault."
JD offered him a small smile. "I'm glad to hear it, Ezra. I was a little
worried."
"I am sorry."
"So, how do you think that we should go about getting out of here?" asked JD.
"Well, I have to say that I am at a loss. The door won't budge and there are no
windows."
JD sighed, "Yeah..." Just then he noticed anger start to burn in Ezra's green
eyes. "Uh, Ez, what's the matter?"
Ezra didn't answer. He lunged at JD with his hands outstretched. A second later,
they were wrapped around JD's throat, cutting off his breath.
WITH JD AND EZRA
JD's vision was starting to go black and he knew that he had to do something...
anything! Managing to bring his knee up, he kneed Ezra in the groin. Ezra's
hands fell from around JD's throat as he stumbled back, bent at the waist.
JD took a much needed deep breath into his starving lungs, while rubbing his
throat. He warily eyed Ezra as Ezra stood straight. "Good shot... Mister Dunne,"
Ezra gasped out.
"Mister Du -- JD... I am truly sorry." Ezra said as he took a step toward JD. JD
hurriedly walked to the other side of the cabin, keeping his back against the
wall. Seeing the hurt look on Ezra's face made JD feel slightly guilty. But, he
figured that it would be better... safer... with them on opposite sides of the
cabin.
"Ezra... why did you do that? What the hell is going on?" JD demanded.
Ezra shrugged in a defeated manner. "I haven't the slightest clue. It's like...
I have no control over my actions or my words at times. I can see what I'm doing
and hear what I'm saying, but I can't stop. And, God knows I tried to stop
myself from strangling you!"
JD nodded. "I think it would be better if we maintain some distance between us.
And, we need to figure out what's going on. Fast!"
WITH THE OTHERS
"You're what?" demanded Chris.
"We're hunters," answered Dean to the five ATF agents. When he had told Chris
and Josiah that they were experts on demons, the two agents had gotten their
other team members gathered around.
"Hunters of what exactly?" asked Buck.
Sam and Dean both sighed. "Like we said before... we hunt anything that's
supernatural. Demons, ghosts, anything that is out of the norm," replied Sam.
"You can't be serious!" exclaimed Nathan.
"Look, agents, we don't have a lot of time. We found out about what happened to
your two agents from the newspaper. We came to help. But we can't be wasting
time arguing and trying to make you believe that we actually do what we say we
do. Now, simple question. Do you want our help or not?" asked Dean.
The five agents looked at each other. "I say we take their help. When I lived
with the Indians, they talked about supernatural beings and hunters. I'm willing
to believe that they are who they say they are," said Vin.
"I agree with Vin. We need to find Ezra and JD. We could use all the help we can
get right now!" said Buck.
Nathan and Josiah just nodded. Chris sighed, looking at the Winchester brothers.
"Alright, we'll take your help." After a couple of seconds, Chris decided to add
a warning. You'd better not be jerking us around, or I'll arrest you two with so
many charges... you won't see sunlight until you're old men. Got it?"
"Yes, sir," Dean said with a slightly sarcastic smirk.
"Well, let's get down to business," suggested Sam.