#i picked this outcome because it was always the freakiest to me
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TGFWSH - Round 2
For @mittensmorgulĀ āsĀ āThe Great Fic Writing Scavenger Huntā
TROPE: I Donāt Want to Ruin Our Friendship
SPN ELEMENT: āthey think itās witches but HOOBOY ITāS DEFINITELY NOT WITCHES witches wouldāve been a cakewalk compared to THISā¦āĀ
When a leggy, blonde, young woman comes to little Kent Connecticut, the town notices. They notice every time someone or something comes along because the town is so small.
She frequents the house on Macedonia Brook Road, the home of a very well known, very reclusive billionaire. People have their thoughts and beliefs of course but for the most part, they just chalk it up to that guy being a sleazeball and having affairs while his wife leaves for the day.
Itās a town of secrets to be sure.
But one day, the sleepy town was awoken to blaring sirens, tearing off into the early morning hours through town. They parked outside the mansion at Macedonia Brook and wheeled out a person on a gurney. Curious onlookers lurked and watched.
Then the rumors started
I heard she walked in on Mr. Wales and that blondie, and the blondie went ape shit
Well I have it on good authority that Blondie didnāt like how many questions that that servant was asking about her.
What if that servant decided to go to Mrs. Wales with all this information? Maybe thatās why she killed her.
The days went on, with Blondie spending her days inside the house and the town went back to its normal silence. Blondie didnāt go to the grocery store, and she only spent her nights in a small cottage near the small mountains. No one talked to her, and she didnāt talk to anyone else.
Three weeks later, Mrs. Wales died.
There were no blaring sirens this time around. The coronerās office came to collect her, and once again neighbors pooled at the bottom of the driveway. Mr. Wales wasnāt seen, Blondie was standing in the front door seeing the corpse off.
And thatās when rumors of witchcraft start.
The Kent Witch became a local lore for months. Sightings of Blondie scaled down but people swore they saw her wandering the dark streets at night. A lot of people believed she moved from her cottage to a cave in the mountains shared with Connecticut and New York. Otherās claimed she flew, seeing her at night hopping from tree to tree. As the months went on, more deaths happened in the town. They were people that were somehow connected to the Waleās residence. Reasons like heart attacks and strokes were given but the town knew that The Kent Witch was to blame.
It got to the point where an online publication picked it up in āNational Ghost Storiesā. Castiel stumbled on while poking around on Deanās laptop one night. They all looked up some more on The Kent Witch and were baffled they couldnāt find more about that area or this mysterious being.
So off they went.
It was a tense ride from Pennsylvania to Connecticut. For the past few weeks, Dean and Cas were getting into more and more spats while out on hunts. Dean first snapped at Cas for going after a ghoul on his own, then the following week Cas reamed Dean for using himself as bait for a nest of vampires. It was annoying Sam to no end, which is why he volunteered to sit in the backseat on the ride up, stretched out and sleeping. The whole car ride was only filled with the dull tones of music.
The tension between the three matched the tension in Kent when they arrived. It was the middle of summer but no one was swimming in the falls, no one was hiking, and no one was sucking down ice pops outside the general store. It felt like a ghost town.
Their first visit is to Mr. Waleās residence, coming face to face with Blondie herself. She is nice enough, invites them in for tea, saying they werenāt the first investigators to come poking around this place. Cas and Sam sit and talk with her as Dean wanders around the room, looking for hex bags.
Dean got as far as the back mudroom before he realized the house was too big with too many places to hide the hex bag.
They leave, annoyed and disappointed. That night is spent at the motel and Sam goes off to get pizza. Cas and Dean ignore each other.
The next day, they go out and disperse to talk to people of the town. They all heard different stories. Itās the blonde woman for sure but she lives in this cave, but also by the river. She can fly, but no wait she just walks through the trees. Sheās actually a ghost, she preys on men, sheās a witch possessed by a demon, except no sheās just a plain olā dangerous witch and Mr. Wales sold his soul to her.
It was a mess that all three of the boys really needed to wrap their head around.
Dean broke into Mr. Waleās place when the old man seemed to get into Witch Blondieās car and snooped around for a couple hours. There were no hex bags that he could find, no coins, no alters, no anything.
Sam and Cas went to break into Blondieās cottage, a direction they were pointed to by only some of the residents of the town. It was clean with crocheted doilies and teacups. They overturned tables and peaked in cupboards and under floor boards. Nothing witchy was found.
While Dean is about to leave Mr. Walesā residence, he notices a vase with the Tulpa sigil engraved all around like a pattern along with other things. He almost misses it because the vase is so busy and itās in a room with various collectible from around the world.
Cas wants to go off into the woods by the river on his own while Sam heads back to the motel to do some more research. When Dean gets back to the motel and updates Sam, heās livid Cas is off on his own.
The town is stirring again, the sun is setting and whispers of the witch are running around.
She has control of the police, itās why they havenāt done anything.
Those three investigators will be the next target mark my words
When do you think Mr. Wales will die?
Night falls and Dean and Sam are visited by three State Troopers. They seize them and hold them down while a more haggard version of Blondie comes through.Her skin was pale an yellowing with splotches on her face. Her hair was covered in twigs and dirt caked her fingernails. She wore a simple black dress and black shoes. She pointed at Sam and Dean and they are instantly under her power.
Back at the woods, Cas finds the cave. There are candles and an alter with strange sigils heās never seen before. It made no sense to him. The set up looked more like someoneās idea of what a witch would have rather than what heās actually experience. He hurried back to the motel to tell Dean and Sam.
They arenāt there.
But Cas stumbles on their notes about Tulpas and instantly knows where to go.
Back at the Wales residence, thereās a light on. Blondie answers the door, with Mr. Wales up at the top of Ā the entry stairs protesting Casās late call. Cas doesnāt care and pushes himself in. Before he could ask the question, Witch Blondie and the state troopers along with Sam and Dean break into the house. Real Blondie faints at the sight of her twin and the state troopers go after Mr. Wales who flees upstairs.
Cas is busy fighting Sam and Dean off which isnāt too bad since they are being controlled by a fake being. He manages to throw them off while storming through the house, looking through all of Mr. Walesā valuables. He manages to find the vase and he smashes it, knowing that solves only half the problem.
Dean managed to recover from the fight first and lunges after Cas. They fight and fight, and itās clear that this is just weeks of tension bottled up with whatever the witch put on Dean. Cas finally is able to knock him out and find Witch Blondie who is sucking some life force thing out of her counterpart on the floor.
Cas remembered how she didnāt like fire according to the townsfolk and he grabs the lighter from Deanās pocket. It wasnāt much fire but it does the trick as she backs into a corner. Cas grabs the curtain near them and smashes a hurricane lamp into it, catching it on fire. He throws it at the Witch and she burns up.
The spell is broken.
Dean Sam and Cas get out with Blondie before the police come to and call for backup. They donāt even know if Mr. Wales lived.
They later find out that Blondie was a new caretaker for the Wales family due to their failing health. She is so shaken by what happens she packs up and leaves with Sam Dean and Cas and they drop her off at a bus station.
The townsfolk, satisfied that the witch is seemingly gone with the crime scene that happened, happily retire the Witch lore into history.
A few nights later, with Sam pointedly giving them some space, Dean finally opens up to whatās been driving their spats. He was so nervous of something bad happening to Cas something irreversible now that heās human with them. Finally, Dean says he doesn't want to ruin their friendship, but he has feelings for Cas that he canāt always place on the sidelines and makes him more scared of something happening to Cas. Dean doesnāt really know how to say I Love You, so Cas beats him too it, cuts Deanās rambling off, and straight up kisses him.
#the great fic writer scavenger hunt#round two#jen doesĀ TGFWSH#tgfwsh#mdeancasfic#mspnfic#i picked this outcome because it was always the freakiest to me#also this isn't even a fic this is just what i want the fic to be i actually need to write this fic out with conversations and more details#so hopefully i will get that done soon!
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