>///> So glad to hear you like it so much! I had a ton of fun writing the story, and was so thrilled when torch commissioned it!
@torchmlp you’ve got a fan :3
XD We are very blessed with nightmares06 amazing writing! I agree Anon, nightmares skills never cease to amaze me
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COM – What the Hell
Commission for @torchmlp!
Torch requested a whole new AU where Sam and Dean discover a shocking surprise– Sam’s a sizeshifter!
New Sizeshifter!Sam AU
Word count: 1588
Warnings: Minor character death
Following Dean’s gesture, Sam took the right and Dean went left, both scoping out the downstairs of the house they were in.
This abandoned house was marked on their map as the most likely location of a lone werewolf’s lair. Each missing person in town over the last few months had gone missing within a mile radius, no one remembered anyone coming or going from this house but reports of the lights on at odd hours had come into the police station, and, most important, the missing person’s reports all came in during the full moon.
Werewolf.
In. Out.
Simple.
This is the fastest and most accurate we’ve had for a guess!
Jacob finds himself on the road, taken by a man with a dark past. Dean Winchester lost his little brother when he was only a teen, and took Jacob in to give him a second chance.
Together these two will have to come to terms with their differences or neither will find their way home.
Since this one only just started posting the excerpts, we will again wait until after the excerpts have finished to post the sneak peek! Also, look for a few other sneak peeks coming soon from the stories successfully guessed before this challenge started!
XD Eat of the Moment is great, what a play on words. I feel bad for whatever smol ends up in that kind of story.
All such good names! Eclipse of the Moon comes to mind now, a great name for a story with a dark ritual. I’m getting such good ideas from these.
Eotm is exact lyrics from a song, no play on words this time.
Well, lucky for the boys there is no purgatory waiting for them in this story.
Promises may be broken. Partners may be betrayed. Someone will definitely reach their breaking point in this, and snap.
Hopefully no body parts will be strewn, but you never know if there’s a blood pact waiting for them!
I like all these names, but they’re not quite cutting it just yet.
Do not break the pickles. Do not.
Broken Promises is certainly a promising title for the story, but it’s not the one! I can’t guarantee that no promises will be broken in this heartbreaking story.
It’s like Supernatural. Fear for the characters you see in the season finale. There is no telling what will happen to them.
You got it!
Giants might be real, but at least Bigfoot’s a Hoax!
All of these thoughts crowded Dean’s mind and he was absently shoving his phone back in his pocket when it happened.
Behind him, a massive spring responded to his presence. A steel door thicker than a wall slammed shut behind him, and Dean was surrounded by metal bars as thick as his arms.
Trapped, with a hungry giant missing in the forest. No way to reach Sam by cell, and no way to get out of the cage.
To be sure, Dean pulled on the thick bars that comprised the sides of the cage. They didn’t budge. The massive metal door of the cage could be used for warehouses, and no matter how he pushed, nothing happened. The damn thing must weigh a ton.
Dean slumped down with a frustrated sigh.
Seconds later, a sound came to him through the woods. The crashing sound of footsteps, like he’d been chasing only moments before. The leaves around him shook, and Dean knew that Jacob was coming.
And he was caught in a trap.
A trickle of sweat dripped down Dean’s neck. They only knew a little about the teenager. There was no way of knowing how Jacob would react to them after his dash from the cliff. Why had he run away? Was he afraid of what would happen if he was around two bite-sized people while he was so hungry?
The footsteps were hurried, rushed. Dean hesitantly got out his machete, prepared to fight for his life if it came down to it. Sam was on his own by the cliff, investigating Jacob’s belongings and campsite. If there was a fight, and Dean lost, Sam would have no warning that Jacob was dangerous. No way of even knowing that Jacob and Dean had run into each other out in the forest. For all Sam would know, Dean was still combing the trees in search of the giant.
Leaves rustled, and a huge hand came into view as a maple tree was pushed out of the way with a lingering creak. Hungry brown eyes fell onto Dean’s small form, and deep shadows covered Jacob’s face as another echoing growl came from his stomach.
Dean took a step back from Jacob, and felt his back press up against the thick metal wires of the cage. He was cornered. Holding the large knife defensively in front of his chest, he was prepared to go down fighting.
It was hard to forget that every single bit of lore they’d found on giants specifically called out the fact that they ate people. Jacob might be reasonable enough, but this hex or curse or whatever it was might change him when he was hungry, a lot like what a werewolf went through during the full moon. Without fresh hearts, werewolves would die, so their instincts compelled them to hunt humans, even people that they knew and respected in their normal life. Jacob had only met them that day, and most of their time had been spent tracking him down.
If he was operating by instinct, he might see them as a threat. Dean had emptied his clip into Jacob’s palm in an attempt to escape a grab.
Dean hadn’t missed the hunger that shone in Jacob’s eyes when he pushed aside that tree.
“Jacob,” Dean greeted, a strain in his voice. “We’re all friends here, right?”
It’s not the title, but I love this name. I might save that for future ideas if we come up with a storyline it fits into. Great guess!
This one is super obscure because not many people may remember the source of the phrase.
Now you’re making me want to see Employee of the Month again XD
Both good tries, but wide of the mark. I think this story might be one of the hardest to guess because the reference is more obscure in the title.
You are a guessing expert! Four titles correctly sussed out, bringing everyone a sneak peek of a very carefully-concealed secret from A Time to Heal!
Before he even made it up the steps, the door was opened by Mrs. Andris (she’d married and was technically Mrs. Ellison now, but had been Andris for so long that Chase hadn’t yet gotten used to the change; she didn’t mind).
“Chase! So glad to see you. Jacob just got back a little bit ago, he headed up to his room,” she said, drawing him into a hug as he walked in.
“Really? I didn’t see his car, I figured I might have to wait…” Chase replied, glancing out to the street again.
“Oh, he’s driving that big black car now,” Mariana said, her eyebrows shooting up conspiratorially.
Chase’s followed suit when he spotted the shining black car, a metal behemoth with a classic shape and what looked like a lot of power in it. It certainly suited Jacob well enough, but Chase had to wonder. Jacob wasn’t rolling in money; it wasn’t in his nature. “Where did he get that?! ”
Mariana rolled her eyes. “Oh, he got work restoring cars last month. I even called the guy to confirm, he’s letting him drive it around. Didn’t want it to just sit, I guess.”
“Holy shi– crap. Holy crap,” Chase said, a sheepish look coming onto his face while Mariana raised an eyebrow pointedly at him. “Well, I guess I better go give him a hard time about that,” he said, nodding towards the stairs.
She forgave his near-slip and nodded. “I bet he’ll be glad to see you,” she told him with a smile before softly padding back into the front living room where she’d been at work at a desk in the corner.
Chase had his hand on the banister and one foot on the bottom step when he happened to glance at the archway leading into the kitchen. Nothing seemed out of place, so the barest movement caught his eye, so slight he almost thought he imagined it. Chase’s eyes zeroed in on the appliances all the same, or rather, what he thought he saw moving behind them.
Was that … a leather jacket?
Brothers Apart 