A House Of Wax

Summary: Our boys have been on the road looking for their father for 2 months now and have found nothing, but demons, ghosts and spirits. What have they found now?

Chapter 1: Searching The House

Sam's Pov

I watched you drive your baby down the road, your precious 67' Impala. It's a hot summer day, the air conditioning is broken and you have the windows rolled down to maintain a slight sense of comfort. I leafed threw a newspaper looking for leads to any supernatural stuff so it'll help us find Dad.

During the torture I endured with her a few days back made me see that when I breathed in, I squeak. Or like when I breathed out, my body rattled. I couldn't keep my emotions under control. I looked over the paper once more and something caught my eye.

" Dean, I think I've got something."

Dean looked at me as we drove into a new state this time it was him that got the bad vibe from the town. It was barren, nothing to look at. There was just a big house with the title " House of Wax ." I of course ran towards it as Dean yelled for me to come back and stop acting like a child. I knew something was wrong here, in this town, and it had to do with that house.

There was a closed sign on the door and Dean came up next to me.

" Looks like it's closed, so lets go find civilzation, Sammy."

" It's Sam, and no I want to see whats up with this place. It says people died in this place." I stated opening the door with my lock pick, while Dean followed me in. Places like this could never scare me. Dean was getting worked up for nothing really.

" Sam, you find an ad in the newspaper and then make up a story for it. This is not our kind of thing. You say people died here and are you suspecting a ghost appearance in a house of wax?" Dean questioned me as I rolled my eyes, looking around at the wax figures.

I ignored the question and looked at the figures more and more. " Dean, these look so real. Dean?" I looked around for my brother and didn't see him. I turned around to look in the room I had just come from and Dean jumped out and scared me. The dumbass loves to play around if he's got the chance, and now wasn't it.

" Sam, are you ready to go look for civilzation?" Dean asked me as I replied.

" There isn't another town for 600 hundred miles."

" Well, I'm not staying in a ghost town where there's no people at all." Dean growled, he sounded scared. In any other situation I would have laughed, the brave Dean was scared of an abandoned town with a wax museum in it.

At the window, something was looking in at Sam and Dean. It had long black hair and it wore a mask, a thick wax filled mask.

A/N: Ok, this stories been revised. Here's to hoping that you liked it.

-Fiona12690