PhantomNatural

Ch. 8

The following day the group had gathered everything they needed in order to seal away the Soul Eater. The brothers had insisted on Danny resting until the last minute, and didn't hear a word against it. Bobby, on the other hand, kept busy packing different materials and objects into a large duffel bag for the journey. It wasn't until around noon that the group was fully prepared to head to the nearby town of White Lake to finally put the Soul Eater away.

"Need any help walking to the car, kid?" Sam questioned, watching as Danny got up from where he was resting on the couch. The last thing he wanted was the kid collapsing and hurting himself.

Danny shot Sam a quick glare before reminding himself that Sam only wanted to help. He sucked in a quick breath and shook his head no. "I'm fine, I think all that 'resting' gave me most of my energy back."

"I'm still surprised you even managed that, no offense. You should still, at least, be unsteady on your feet. I won't use the word miracle, because we don't get many in our line of work, but it really is something." Bobby interjected, slinging the duffle over his shoulder. "Let's not wait for the damned creature to chase us out." He motioned for the others to get going.

Danny headed towards the door, only to be accompanied by the three men surrounding him. They had formed some sort of safe circle around him, at least until they got to the car. Danny couldn't help but feel awkward, not liking the feeling of being babied like this.

He slid silently into the backseat of the Impala, as the brothers occupied the front seats and Bobby took the opposite seat in the back. Dean started up the car as the engine flared to life, and turned on a music station fitting to his taste. Danny could hear the gravel give way beneath the tires of the Impala as they pulled out of the scrapyard. From there began the short drive to the town of White Lake. During the entirety of the drive, Danny couldn't help but feel eagerness swell in his chest. Eagerness to seal away that thing, eagerness to see his friends and family, and eagerness to put this all behind him and just go home.

White Lake was a small town, alike in size to Sioux Falls, which Danny had newly learned the name of, via a large billboard reading 'Now Leaving Sioux Falls'. White Lake seemed to also be very peaceful, with families walking down the sidewalks without a care in the world. As they drove through the town, Danny couldn't help but noticed everyone seemed so happy here; an odd contrast to the monster this town would soon be harboring.

Dean soon pulled the car into an alley way, turning it off once it had come to a complete stop. The alleyway was sandwiched between two tall, historic looking buildings with fire escapes scaling the sides. Sam held his laptop in his lap, looking over maps of the old sewer systems.

"According to these maps, we should be able to get into the sewer in a manhole near this alley. It looks like we can go from here," He tapped a spot on the screen and trailed it to a large opening. "to here. This is where the sewers lead to, and is deep enough that it shouldn't be bothered when they fill in the old system. We should be able to seal the Soul Eater there." He explained, in such a knowledgeable way that Danny could only assume they had done something like this before. Which wouldn't surprise him honestly.

"So this is it, right? Should be smooth sailing from here?" Danny asked, maybe a little too optimistic about their mission.

"Maybe, but we still need to be on our toes. That thing could come out and try and attack again while we're setting up the trap." Bobby explained. As if they could read each others minds, the three men popped open the doors and stepped out. Danny, not wanting to be excluded, followed suit.

The alleyway was filled with stale air, and smelled like week old trash, thanks to the dumpsters obscuring the group from the public. Dean followed the car until he met the trunk, propping it open to take out a couple of guns. He loaded silver bullets into each of them, tossing one to Sam. Bobby had taken his own out of the duffel he had brought.