Percy Winchester: Not Alone

Chapter 3

Getting hit in the feels whenever this song plays feels 'great'. WhEn WiLl ThE hIaTuS eNd. The song is 'Before You Start Your Day' by twenty one pilots.

I made Sam and Dean eat the Spaghetti-O's and asked about their life. Dean has just been hunting and Sam has an interview to a Law school on Monday. "So, how have you been Percy?" Dean asked between bites of his food. "I've been lonely, but it's okay now. I've got you guys." I reassured, even though it was more for myself. Are they going to dump me on someone else because they obviously have to do something important?  Sam is back and he was before they called me. "So, why did you guys call Gabe?" I asked, I was curious. It obviously wasn't to see how he's been, hunter friends don't do that. "Well, our dad's missing, Perce." Dean answered me. "Did something take him?" "We don't know. We're going to Jericho, California. That's where he left his last message." I jumped up. "Well we should go! He could be in trouble. I'll clean the bowls and you can bring this stuff to the car!" I grabbed the bowls and cleaned them. They were all done by the time I got there. "Where'd you get all of that stuff Perce?" Sam asked. "Well, most of it is Gabe's. I figured that people in the neighboring town would eventually notice my disappearance and come investigate and they'd find that stuff, so I took it." I said simply. "You're still as smart as I remember." Sam ruffled my hair and I smiled and climbed into the back of the car. Once I sat down I realized how tired I really was when I yawned. "Why don't you get some sleep." Dean told me. I nodded and laid down across the back seats. "Wake me up if anything cool happens, okay?" I asked. "As always." Dean smiled. Sam got into the car. He must have been making sure everything was clear. I drifted off slowly to the hum of the car.

Third Person for a tad bit

Dean looked back at Percy to make sure he was sleeping. "Why do you think it was there?" Dean asked after he was sure Percy was asleep, he knew because Percy was drooling. Sam shrugged, "I honestly have no idea. Maybe to get leverage on us.. I'd say revenge, but it doesn't make sense. If they really wanted revenge Percy'd be dead." Sam finished his little verbal thinking. "I know, but how long do you think it was there. I mean demons are never nice. I'm just worried for Percy." Dean let his over protective older brother side show. "I mean it could've been there the whole time, Sam! It lied to all of us! It told Percy we were dead! Hell, it told us Percy was gone!"Dean ranted, his voice raising slightly with his anger. Nobody messes with the Winchesters and more importantly, nobody messes with Percy."But he's here now and that's all that matters. We have him back." Sam tried to soothe. Dean just sighed and looked in the rear-view mirror to see Percy still sound asleep. He couldn't believe how much Percy grew, but he still seemed so small. (Okay sorry for the interjection, but I find it hard to believe that Percy is 6ft. tall because he grew up poor and didn't get the best nutrition, which stunts your growth. I get that he is half god, but he's also half human. Rant over.) They continued to drive towards Jericho. They were only another three and a half hours away, it should have been longer, but Dean doesn't seem to know what a speed limit is.

Mini Time Skip (Sorry for the large amount of them, but I highly doubt you'd want to read about them sitting in the car for three and a half hours) Also now it's back to Percy's POV

I woke up to the car turning off. I have this kind of mini magic that I automatically wake up when the car turns off. We were pulled off to the side of the road. I kept my head down. "What's happening?" I asked slightly panicked. "Don't worry buddy. Keep laying down. We're just asking the cops some stuff." I sighed in relief. I thought they might've already found the thing we're dealing with and I'm still tired. "What're you guys being today?" I snickered as Sam fumbled around a bit with the old fake badges. I never got to listen in, but they usually got a tape recorder so i could listen later. Dean huffed as he looked through his own badges. "How about US Marshals." They left the car as soon as they both got their badges. They talk out there for another fifteen minutes. "What'd they say?" I asked when they came back in. I moved from laying onto the seat to the floor. I got bored. "This kid named Troy disappeared and his car was left completely clean on the bridge." Dean answered while turning the car on. "Where're we going?" I questioned, still on the floor. "Sam and I are going to Troy's girlfriend. You're going to the playground to see if there are any ghost stories we should know about." I smiled and pumped my fist. I don't get to go with them when they question victim's friends and families because I'm too young, but we figured out that kids know all of the ghost stories. We drove for another ten minutes and they dropped me at a playground. It wasn't that nice, but there were a decent amount of kids my age. I went to the swings and started to swing a little. It's weird if you're the new kid and go up to a group of kids. You have to bait them by looking lonely. I noticed it worked when another boy a little older than me, maybe 12 or 13 sat on the swing besides me. I looked up when I heard him say, "Hi, I'm Nico. Are you new here?" "Yeah. I just moved here. I'm Percy, by the way." I smiled at him. "So, what do you like?" he asked me. "You know, like reading and all. Ghost stories especially." I replied casually. "Really, my older sister is obsessed with the supernatural. I swear she knows every ghost story in this town. She even claims that our house is haunted. She says the spirits are benevolent, whatever that means." Nico told me. "Really?! The town is really haunted isn't it?" I asked, skeptical. "I don't really know. She claims that she just knows. I don't really believe her though. I can call her over to the playground if you want. Our dad's house is just across the street." He told me. "Um, okay." I tried to sound not as excited as I was. I could beat them to figuring out what was happening!  He walked away and came back a couple minutes later with a girl in all long clothes, even though it was warm out. She rubbed her hands together. "So you want to know about the ghosts?  I'm Bianca, by the way, but call me B."  She explains to me. "I sat up in my swing,  "Yeah, I need to know all the trouble I can get into around here."  I told her excitedly. "Well, I wouldn't be too excited, because a lot of the ghosts you can't mess around with. Trust me. I'll tell you the fun and the mean ones. I can even let you in on a secret about the highways."  She leaned in at the last part. B was fairly short and about 15, her hair was cut like a boys, but grown out. Kinda like mine actually, but blind instead of black and her eyes were movie-start blue. "Okay!  I'm ready."  I told her. "I'll start with the nice ones. There are a couple kids that hang around the school. It was an orphanage back during the mining days. Wives would die or run away and the husbands would drop the kids in the orphanage. Some sort of sickness wiped out a whole bunch and some still stick around. There's one whose just the sweetest, she's around 7 and is waiting for her older brother. She doesn't believe me that he won't come back. I tried to send her off into the light, but she just smiled and said that she'd wait a while longer. Then there is Mrs. Webber. She's a sweet old woman who wasn't able to have kids and eventually died. She hangs around my house because she lives kids and I met her when I was young. She's my longest ghost. Then we have Charlie, he was a teenager a little older than me. He killed himself. He isn't bitter though, he likes to help people. He's kinda like the Saint Anthony of the town. If you can't find something, it'll show up because of him. That's about it for the nice ines that I know the name of. There are a lot of mean ones, I'm just warning you. This town doesn't have the nicest history."  "Wait," I butted in, "How do you know so much about them?"  I was just expecting to here stories. Not this. It'll probably make the job easier. "I'm not really sure. One time this weird guy came up to me and was like 'You have an angel's aura'. I looked it up and it's just an explanation to why ghosts are attracted towards you. It's pretty much that my aura is bright and attracts spirits."  She explained. "What happens if they're bad?"  I was curious, sue me. "Well that's why I have these. The same guys came back and showed me them."  She pulled up her sleeves and showed me various symbols drawn on in sharpie. "My dads embarrassed of them, so I cover them up. It's bad enough I'm here. I'm a bastard child that's mom was burned to death". She laughed bitterly. "Wait, was she in a fire?"  She could be like me and Sam and dean. "Yeah, I was six months, though. My dad didn't even tell me. My mom did. I sent her into the light though. She didn't want me to be in the dark. She told me someone was in my room. She thinks it was an angry ghost. You see, my grandma can see spirits too. She even did fortune telling. It skips a generation, but my mom knew."  Her tone got lighter. "It's okay, my mom was burned in a fire too. Same with Sam and Dean. They're old though. They take care of me."  I tried to comfort her, sometimes the best comfort is knowing you're not alone. "Anyways, back to the ghosts on the not to mess with list. There are a group of teens, maybe 3 or 4. They were murdered in a drug deal gone wrong and are bitter about it. Then there is Trevor. He, well he is more temperamental. He was killed in the 60s. It was a hate crime. He was openly gay and he paid with his life. He used to be really angry, but now he's better because of the whole wider exception thing. He's in the old town square. Miss Maudie is just an angry old woman, complete opposite Mrs. Webber. She had a crappy marriage that ended up being the death of her. Her husband went crazy and ran her over. She's on Garden Drive. Then there's the white lady. She never tells me her name. She shows up at the Day Care. I usually shoo her off because she'll scare the kids. I don't know much about her other than she's dead and didn't live around here. My guess is she lost her kids and then died, that's why she looks so longingly at them. That's about all I've seen, but there are a couple more that I've heard of, but can't confirm."  She finished. That was a lot to take in, but not what I needed.  "Wow. This town has a lot of underground history. That's pretty cool."  I nodded. Sam and Dean should be done soon. I want them to meet her and figure out if she's a real clairvoyant. I mean, it'd be hard to make all of that up.  I was silent for a bit. "You don't believe me do you?  It's okay. I just thought someone finally would."  She sounded disappointed. "No, no I do!  I just wish I could see them."  I was honest with her. It could make hunting so much easier. "Well, its day time, but we can see if anyone is out if you want?  It won't be too far."  She was excited. People must not believe her. She went to grab me to help me, but I unintentionally flinched. She notices and got serious. "Did somebody hurt you?  I'm sorry for asking, but I can help."  I hesitated. How did she know?  "Yeah. But he's gone now. Don't tell Sam and Dean if you meet them though. Their dad is missing and they don't need anymore stress."  I spit out quickly. She nods her head and grabs my hand and leads me towards her house.  "Mrs Webber likes the garden."  She told me. "Wait, so do the ghosts tell you?"  "Well kinda, they show me in dreams or send feelings. They don't always mean to send feelings. Like white lady just emanates sadness and loneliness around the Day Care.  Mrs. Webber is the only one besides Trevor who talks.  They've been dead for a while and accepted it more, so they can do more without anger."  She explained to me.  I wonder if she knows about the other supernatural beings on earth. I was curious but didn't bring it up. I don't want her to be dragged into it.  We arrived to their back garden.  It was nice, it had a little arch with a bench under it and honeysuckle.  There were a whole bunch of other flowers.  B sits down and I follow her lead.  "She likes to sit on the bench.  Just concentrate and keep an open mind.  Hello?  Mrs. Webber?  Sorry to bother you so late.  I have someone who'd like to meet you.  His name is Percy.  He believes in you."  Bianca says out of no where, her eyes were closed.  We waited for a couple minutes and nothing happened.  Then B say out of no where, "She's here.  I can feel her.  She must be too tired to create a physical form.  Hi Mrs. Webber.  Close your eyes and focus on the vibes.  You'll feel the calming from the lavender and then you might feel a loving.  It feels like a motherly love, that's Mrs. Webber."  B was very calm.  I closed my eyes and concentrated.  I didn't feel anything, but then I felt a nice warm feeling, it must be her.  B laughs, "She likes you.  She want to help you feel happy.  She likes that you believe in her and don't doubt."  B suddenly frowned,  "She says you lied to me though.  What does she mean by that?"  B opened her eyes and looked at me, she didn't seem angry, just a little concerned,  "I um, I didn't move here.  I travel around a lot, this is just a stop."  I confessed.  B deflated, "Oh.  Sorry, I was just excited that someone believed me.  Why do you travel, if you don't mind me asking."  I should tell her about everything, she'll figure it out eventually anyways, might as well not let it be from  experience.  "Well, you'll probably think I'm crazy, but monsters are real.  I hunt them.  Sam and Dean do too."  I was honest.  She didn't seem to surprised.  "I know they're real.  Demons too."  She pulled her sleeve up again, and pointed to her left bicep, "This one keeps them out of me.  Anti-possession is what strange man told me.  I used to travel a lot and ghosts would tell me how they died, a lot were supernatural deaths.  I''m not even from California.  I was forced to move here with my dad.  I'm from Philadelphia, just so you know, Gettysburg is actually haunted, and it's pretty awful.  Kids stuck in a battle that ended so long ago, but is still faught on a different plane.  War truly never ends."  She sighs.  We sat there for a while in silence.  I could still feel Mrs. Webber around us.  B spoke,  "So what kind of job are you here for.  Is it about the disappearances?"  "Yeah actually, I was sent on a mission to discover all of the ghost stories that kids spread around.  I definitely found what I was looking for."  "That's good.  I can help you and Sam and Dean if you need anything."  "Thanks, but I don't want you to get into any trouble."  I tried to decline politely.  "I'm constantly in trouble, don't worry.  Not to be rude, but your brothers are going to be looking for you in a minute.  We should go back to the playground."  She got up and offered me a hand.  We walked back and like clockwork, the impala pulled up to the playground.  Sam and Dean got out.  "How did you know?"  I whispered to her, she just shrugged.  "Sam!  Dean!  Over here!"  I shouted.  They came over.  "This is B.  B this is Sam and Dean."  I introduced.  B shook both of their hands and smiled, "Nice to meet you."  "Nice to meet you too,"  Sam replied, "We need to get going, Perce.  Say bye."  "Bye, B!"  I smiled.  "I'll see you around, Perce, be safe."  She waved as we walked away.  "Shooting pretty high, huh?"  Dean asked jokingly.  "Ew, no!"  I exclaimed.  "She's a clairvoyant.  She told me all about the town's ghosts.  She even let me meet the one in her yard."   I explained.  We arrived to the car and got in.  "Oh yeah?{"  Sam chimed in as we drove off, "So who else is here?"  "Well, I met Mrs. Webber, a nice old woman.  There's these teenagers that are mean spirits and a woman named Miss Maudie.  Do you know if the victims were homophobic?"  "Um, I don't think so, why?"  Sam asked.  "Well that rules out Trevor.  He was killed in the 60s.  It was a hate crime and he is temperamental and that could've driven him of the deep end.  Everyone else is chill.  Only one mystery, B calls her white lady.  She looks at the Day Care longingly every once in a while."  I told all my information 

So yeah, this is way longer than I thought it'd be, but oh well.  It's mainly a filler.  Also don't worry, we'll see more of Bianca and Nico later.  Bye for now.  Love ya!