A/N: Well, I'm on a Demon Dean kick. Wouldn't be if the Year of the Deanmon had been longer than that lousy 3 weeks, so here goes. The title of this fic is taken from "The Equalizer" tv show which starred Edward Woodward. I haven't seen the remake with Denzel Washington yet. The chapter titles are taken from the fake newspaper ad the show would run: "Got a problem? Odds against you? Call the Equalizer." Of course, this wouldn't be "Supernatural" without some horrific twist to that premise.

Warning: Implied child abuse.

Summary: SPN100 Challenge. Drabble word: train. Demon Dean finds a new calling as an urban legend. Two part drabble fic.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dean Winchester, Demon Dean, The Equalizer or Supernatural. This is for entertainment only and not for profit.

Word count of each chapter: 100 on the nose.

Part 1- got a problem?

Man, poetic irony is a purebred bitch.

I tried hunting fuglies, and that worked. For a while. Then the Mark made me sick. Felt like my guts were being ripped out. It wanted human blood. Human life.

You know that deserted train station at Fifth Street and Wright? I was there last summer. I heard the kid crying. Young girl. The guy was her dad. He wanted to know her in a biblical way, if you get my drift.

That pissed me off. I still don't know why.

I pulled out the First Blade, blinked black and went to work.

Next: Chapter 2