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Road to the Apocalpse 1/5


Prologue: Skin and Bones

 

It started out as a normal hunt. Well, as normal as a hunt as they would hope to get this year. Bobby insisted that they take it. They had done nothing but sit and mope around Bobby’s house since Carthage so he had unceremoniously kicked them out with the research he had done so far, saying it would do them good and he was tired of looking at their sorry asses.

 

They packed up the Impala and headed to Independence, CA. Apparently campers in the area were being killed in their sleep. The local law enforcement waved it off as careless campers who got mauled by a bear. But both Bobby’s research and their own investigation showed it was much more. Whatever it was, it was stripping all the flesh and entrails from its victims, leaving those behind and taking only the bones.

 

After a little bit of digging, Sam postulated that it was likely an O-dokuro, a Japanese ghoul. They were nasty things that were basically a gigantic reanimated skeleton, which even dwarfed Sam in size. Cas, who had decided to tag along with them on the hunt, said that they usually rise in locations where much human sorrow and death had taken place, and they typically leave the flesh of their victims behind and incorporate their victims’ bones into their own skeleton. Armed with that knowledge Sam dug deeper into his research and discovered that just outside of Independence was the site of the Manzanar War Relocation Center, where over eleven thousand Japanese Americans were imprisoned during World War II, including where more than 140 of them had died. The camp itself was built on a site that was originally inhabited by the Paiute, along with several other Native American tribes, who were forced off the land at gunpoint after the Owens Valley Indian War of 1861-1863. Once European Americans discovered the gold and silver in the area, the sudden influx of their population brought conflict to the territory. Needless to say, between the looming Apocalypse and the history of the area, the region was ripe for a vengeful spirit to lay siege to hapless campers and locals alike.

 

The only problem was, O-dokuro weren’t easy to kill. Then again, when had they ever had an easy time ganking any evil bitch? They tried shooting it with salt pellets. They tried beheading it. But those things didn’t seem to work. The scary-ass thing only re-assembled itself. Then Dean had the bright idea to create a sticky bomb that would actually cling to the skeleton. They ended up making a homemade version of napalm that contained a mixture of diesel fuel, large amounts of rock salt and lime-green Jell-O. They made three of them and waited until nightfall, when the thing would be sure to come out. When it did appear each of them lobbed their own bomb at the giant skeleton from different angles, which caused the ghoul to erupt into flames and explode with a great flash of light, much brighter, Sam thought, than the fire power they brought with them would account for. But this thought was driven from his mind quickly when he realized that Dean’s sticky bombs actually had rid them of the ghoul, this time seemingly, for good.

 

When the smoke had cleared and Sam looked around, there was no sign of the O-dokuro. However, there was also no sign of Dean or Cas either. Sam called out loudly for both of them, tried their cell phones several times and spent over an hour looking in the area without any luck finding them. He finally he gave up and drove back to the motel to begin his search anew there.

 

Unseen by any human eyes, however, was the figure lurking in the shadows that had watched the entire event unfold with great interest, only to disappear when Sam Winchester had departed in the 1967 Chevy Impala.


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tari_roo
Sep. 27th, 2011 07:19 pm (UTC)
Hurrah for writing complete! Haven't read it yet, but wanted to drop in and say - hurrah! and well done :)
auntmo9
Sep. 27th, 2011 07:34 pm (UTC)
Thank you!

And sometimes with LJ (like today), posting is half the battle, too! But I think I won that battle as well.
tari_roo
Sep. 27th, 2011 07:40 pm (UTC)
I'm not the only one struggling with LJ? Oh, thank goodness!

Then congrats on getting it posted too!
auntmo9
Sep. 27th, 2011 07:45 pm (UTC)
Nope! You aren't the only one, and other people have had issues, too! Sometimes it was really frustrating things. Like I would be be able to create links fine one minute and then not at all the next. But it finally relented.
tari_roo
Sep. 27th, 2011 07:52 pm (UTC)
Oh, yeah. And the damn lj cuts are driving me up the wall. Fine first time, go in and correct something.. whamo - gone! sheesh.

And now I'm filling your prologue with random comments! :)
auntmo9
Sep. 27th, 2011 08:06 pm (UTC)
Yes...that was my other issue. Any time I tired to edit something, things disappeared. And it wasn't the whole thing...NO...but only half of it so I had go through everything I edited to make sure nothing got cut out...grrr

And oh, well about the comments in the prologue! :D
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