#connection series

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Waiting (DCAS + Epic the Musical Parody)

Takes place after Episode 6 of Disventure Camp All-Stars based off of the Connection Series or Beautifully Broken

Alec: (In his pajamas while looking at the sea) As much as I value my short friendship with Connor, it was inevitable from the get-go. Still, it'll do him and Riya some good to spend some time apart.

(Alec sighed... only to hear a faint voice coming from the water)

Alec: Huh?

???: Waiting... Waiting....

Alec: That voice... it can't be.

???: Waiting...

Alec: (widen his eyes) M-Mom?

(Alec looked in shock to see his deceased mother, Helena Çelik, standing in front of him in a white gown)

Helena: Alec! My sweet little boy.

(Alec gasped and felt a shiver, witnessing the spirit of his mother standing in front of him)

Alec: Mother... is that really you?

(Helena chuckled before placing a hand on her son's cheek, wiping away the tears that were beginning to form)

Helena: It is, my sweet Alec. Oh, how I've missed you so.

Alec: (Shivering while tearing up greatly) Mama... I can't believe it. How... How I've missed you so.

(Alec tried to hug Helena but was unable to due to her being a spirit.)

Alec: This has to be a symptom from the withdrawal. I do not believe that I am seeing my dead spirit of my own mother.

Helena: (chuckling) My dear son, look at you. (Helena again touched Alec's face) Your eyes, your face, your expression... what has happened to you, my sweet little Alec.

Alec: (shivering even more) I... we've been through so much, Mama. Father misses you dearly, even though he found a new love. He never stopped crying about your passing. I... I've lost the light I've once had when you were around.

(Alec fell to his knees)

Alec: (Crying) I am so sorry if I disappointed you after what has happened to me. My marriage died, I lost my only son and even mistreated him so badly. I tried to win this stupid game for Daniel and Cheryll but... I lost... and even then, they were gone the moment I came back. I've become an alcoholic, the booze and bottle has done nothing but numb the pain I felt when I lost everyone. My son, my wife, my home, the friends I've made, my career, my passion for reading... not even playing the piano helped me. I am sorry if I am not the son you wanted or wished you had...

(Helena soon hugged her son tightly)

Helena: No, Alec... you are still the sweet boy I've loved. Even up til now in the afterlife, I still worry and care for you. I know of what has happened... and I am sorry you have been through so much pain.

(Alec sniffed while Helena wiped her son's tear)

Helena: Alec, there is still a good soul within you. Do not lose it. This game, even if you play dirty, know that this is not who you truly are. You play with your mind but also with your heart. Demir did his best to raise you along with his new wife who I am happy to see is giving my dear boys all the love they can handle. I know you did your best as a father and husband but know, you can still make amends with them whenever you can. Alec, know that pain is only temporary. My passing may have caused you and Demir pain but you both managed to push through it. And I know, you will do the same in this game.

Alec: (crying still) I will do my best, Mama. I miss you so much every single day...

Helena: As do I, my sweet child. (Helena hugged Alec before whispering) And... make sure your 'new family' does not lose sight in what is important. Especially that fun little girl and your 'co-leader' of your team. Hehehe.

Alec: Huh?

(Alec looked up and saw that Helena was gone)

Alec: (wiping away the tears from his eyes) Mother... (Alec sighed before smiling a bit) I will do my best... but what you mean by my 'co-leader'?

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he really said that

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Connection Series

Summary: You’re a Winchester. Sam and Dean’s little sister. Same dad, different mom. You spend your life traveling with your brothers and moving to different schools, never staying in one place for more than a few weeks. But when your brothers tell you they found a case in California, you’re thrown into a completely different world - the town of Beacon Hills. When you meet a group of suspicious friends who keep finding themselves in the middle of murders, you realize that this case is going to be a lot more difficult to solve - especially when you’re starting to fall for one of the suspects.

This post will be updated as more parts are added.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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Connection Part 1

Summary: You’re a Winchester. Sam and Dean’s little sister. Same dad, different mom. You spend your life traveling with your brothers and moving to different schools, never staying in one place for more than a few weeks. But when your brothers tell you they found a case in California, you’re thrown into a completely different world - the town of Beacon Hills. When you meet a group of suspicious friends who keep finding themselves in the middle of murders, you realize that this case is going to be a lot more difficult to solve - especially when you’re starting to fall for one of the suspects.

Warnings: Mentions of violent murders

“Dinner’s here!” Dean called, his voice echoing through the halls of the bunker. You emerged from your room almost immediately, heading towards the grumbling sound of your brothers talking in the kitchen. You could smell the pizza before you reached the room and ran in, spotting Sam pulling a slice from the box, Dean already halfway through with his piece.

“I hope you got fries,” you warned as you grabbed a paper plate, Dean instantly plopping a take out container in front of you. You smiled in victory and sat down next to Sam, the both of you facing Dean.

“So, we got a case,” Dean told you, his mouth full of food.

“Chew first, then speak,” you reminded him, earning an eye roll.

“This town in California. Lots of crazy things going on over there.”

“Crazy how?”

“Supernatural crazy, that’s for sure,” Sam chimed in. “We thought it was just werewolves at first, but when we dug a little deeper, we found a lot more.”

“Bodies found in the woods, teenagers missing, wolves spotted in public places,” Dean added.

“California doesn’t have wolves,” you stated.

“Exactly. It’s basically anything you wouldn’t expect from a small town that’s almost in the middle of nowhere,” Dean said.

“And get this - the FBI was sent there a few years back to research a string of murders, but they left after a while without finding anything,” Sam said, wiping his hands on a napkin before grabbing his laptop. “The reports didn’t say much, but the sheriff of the town was being watched. Actually, so was his son…” he trailed off, squinting his eyes at something he was reading. “His son was in the middle of the mess too. But I saw him somewhere else… here. Wow.” He clicked a button and turned the laptop around for you and Dean to see. He had searched the sheriff’s son’s name and found a list of cases that he was tangled in.

“Troublemaker,” you muttered, taking in the list in front of you. “So what’s the deal now?”

“Murders are happening again, but… this time they’re even more confusing. We don’t know what it is, but the victims all have the same injuries. They were all strangled, took a blow to the head, and had a slit throat. Each separate injury was fatal in itself. Whoever killed them really wanted them dead,” Sam explained. You let out a breath at the vulgarity of the situation.

“We wanna get going as soon as possible so nobody else dies. We’ll probably head out tomorrow morning. You good with that?” Dean asked, and you nodded at him, sticking a fry in your mouth.

“On to school number 24,” you joked, causing Dean to freeze up.

“Have you been counting?” He asked cautiously.

“No, I just like that number,” you laughed, watching his shoulders drop with ease. You were receiving your education from schools all over the country, and Dean hated it. He knew what it was like to keep transferring, how it was hard to make friends or even pass a grade when you knew you were going to be gone in a few weeks time. You didn’t mind it, though. You loved your brothers more than anything, and you wanted to stay with them on every hunt, even though they tried to keep you out of it most of the time. Besides, it was fun to meet different people and experience different towns. The best part was that you never cared what people thought of you, since you knew once you left you’d never see them again. You finished your pizza and stood up from the table.

“I’m gonna go pack my bag,” you informed, dumping your paper plate in the garbage and strolling towards your room.

Almost an hour had passed when you were sat on your bed, your duffel bag stuffed with clothes, shoes, and notebooks. Your family knew how to pack light, considering you basically lived on the road, so having only one bag was plenty. There was a soft knock on your door before Dean peeked his head in.

“Hey, kiddo. Can I come in?” he asked, and you gestured for him to enter, moving the bag over so he could join you. His emerald eyes were tired and watching you with a hint of regret.

“What’s up?” you asked, your eyebrows furrowed. He hesitated before responding.

“Are you good with us leaving again? ‘Cause we’ve made the bunker our home, and it’s really a pain to keep switching schools, so if you want to stay behind, you can. I don’t have a problem with that. You don’t have to keep stopping your life to follow us around the country,” Dean told you, guilt apparent in his features. You sighed, upset to see him in such a manner. Your brother had a rough childhood. You weren’t there to witness it, but it was evident in almost every encounter he had with you. Sam used to tell you stories about how your father treated them while they were kids, and it made your stomach churn. He had been completely different with you during the few years he was alive to take care of you. Once he passed, Dean swore to let you have a normal life, even though you knew that hunting was inevitable for the Winchesters.

“Dean, it’s okay. I like traveling. I don’t mind switching schools. I’d rather be you guys than stay here alone. Our job is important, no matter the price we have to pay,” you said.

“I know, but when you said that at dinner, I-”

“I was joking! Dean, I was making light of the situation. I really don’t mind. I promise,” you insisted. He glanced at you for a few seconds before pulling you into a hug.

“Okay. We’re gonna leave at eight o’clock tomorrow. Get some sleep,” he told you, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“Goodnight, Dean.” You watched him walk towards you door.

“Night, sweetheart,” he smiled, closing the door behind him.

****

The three of you met in the hallway at eight on the dot, everyone sporting a flannel and gripping a packed duffel bag.

“Wow,” you giggled. “I wonder if we’re related.” Your brothers dismissed your joke with a chuckle as they headed towards the Impala, leaving you to trail behind. You put your bag in the trunk first and climbed into the backseat, making yourself comfortable as your brothers packed the rest of the stuff and settled into the car.

“Alright, let’s go,” Dean said as he started the car.

“How long will the drive be?” you asked once you were on the road.

“Twenty-four hours,” Sam answered, laughing when you groaned loudly. “Don’t worry, we’ll drive as much as we can today and stop somewhere for the night. You might as well go to sleep for a bit to pass the time.” You agreed to that, grabbing one of Dean’s jackets from the floor to use as a pillow. You suddenly remembered you didn’t even know exactly where you were headed.

“I forgot to ask. What town are we going to?” Dean looked over his shoulder to respond.

“Beacon Hills.”

**I’m not really sure what I want to do with this, but I had an idea and I wanted to write it! I don’t know how long I’ll make it, but please leave some feedback!**

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Connection Part 2

*I got a lot of amazing feedback from you guys already so here is part 2! Let me know what you think! Everything will start to happen in the next part!*

Warnings: None

Part 1

It was late afternoon the next day when you arrived into town, the sky slowly beginning to fade to a dark blue.

“Welcome to Beacon Hills,” you read aloud, watching the sign pass quickly and make way for the darkening forest, the trees casting shadows eerie enough to make you shudder.

It only took minutes for a motel to roll into sight, the weather comfortably warm as you hopped out of the Impala the second it parked, eager to stretch your legs. Dean checked in as you and Sam grabbed the bags from the trunk.

“I’m starving,” you gushed once you were inside the room, jumping onto one of the stiff beds. “Can we get chinese? I don’t want to go out and drive again.” Your brothers grunted in approval and Sam was on the phone in minutes ordering delivery from the first place he found. In the meantime, you decided to take a shower to scrub the car feeling from your skin. You grabbed a comfy flannel and sweats and headed to the bathroom.

You locked the door behind you and started up the water, making it almost as hot as it could go. You watched yourself in the mirror, the steam blurring your reflection. You couldn’t help but wonder what this school would be like and how you would fit in. Would they find you weird? That wasn’t unusual. Would they even acknowledge you? You couldn’t help the nerves that were tangling in your stomach. You constantly assured your brothers that new schools didn’t bother you, but there was always a slight uneasiness before the first day. Without thinking any further, you stepped into the shower, hoping the water would wash away your thoughts.

****

Half an hour later, you were sprawled in a chair, hair dripping wet, eating fried rice at the small table by the door. Sam and Dean were sitting at the other chairs, watching you quietly as they ate. You noticed their silence and tensed up, clearing your throat.

“What are you not telling me?” you asked hesitantly.

“There’s something I want to explain before you go to school tomorrow,” Sam said. He paused, struggling to find his words.

“Sure, what is it?” you urged him on.

“A lot of the stuff that happens in this town usually affects the school. A lot of teenagers go missing and are found dead.” He stopped, taking a breath. You could tell it was hard for him to bring this up. “We need you to be careful and make sure you always know what’s going on around you so you can stay safe,” he explained. “We can’t let anything happen to you.”

“Of course, guys, I’m always safe. I know how to fight, you don’t have to worry about me,” you assured.

“You also have to be our eyes and ears in there. We don’t know who has connections to these murders, but since teenagers seem to be targeted, you need to let us know if you see or hear anything,” Dean added.

“I will. Don’t worry. I might even solve the case before you do,” you teased, earning a soft laugh from Dean. The boys relaxed a little, and the three of you spent the rest of the night joking around and pestering each other, knowing that it would be the last normal time you’d have together until the case was finished.

****

“Y/N,” you heard a low voice whisper, feeling someone slightly nudge your shoulder. “It’s time to wake up. Come on.” You groaned, rolling onto your side and squinting your eyes to see Sam kneeling beside you. He smiled. “Good morning. I have coffee. Go get ready for school.” He stood and placed a coffee cup on the bedside table. You sighed heavily, looking over your shoulder to see Dean still asleep beside you.

“Stupid school,” you muttered, stumbling out of bed, wishing you could stay and sleep longer. It didn’t take much time for you to get ready. You changed into jeans and a maroon t-shirt, throwing a flannel on over it. The only makeup you ever bothered wearing was mascara, so you were ready to go in about 10 minutes. After brushing your teeth, you emerged from the bathroom and slipped on your converse. You grabbed a backpack you’d brought along, shoved a notebook and pen inside, and looked at Sam expectantly.

“Ready?” he asked, grabbing the car keys.

“As I’ll ever be,” you responded, taking your coffee and following Sam out the door.

“So what are the names I should know before walking in there?” you asked once you two were on your way to the school.

“Stilinski, for sure. That’s the Sheriff’s name. His son is definitely someone we should watch, so keep an eye out for him. They call him ‘Stiles’ in the police reports.”

“Stiles Stilinski? What kind of name is that?” you asked. Sam shrugged.

“I’m not too sure. But if he’s a suspect, I’d watch out for his friends too. I don’t think it will take you too long to find them.” The car pulled to a stop at the side of the school. From what you could see, it didn’t look too bad. The palm trees were a nice touch, and the school wasn’t completely brick, as they usually were. There was a sign on the grass that boldly stated Beacon Hills High School. There wasn’t anybody outside, since the principal had apparently told Sam to bring you in after the morning rush, knowing you’d already feel overwhelmed. Sam killed the engine and looked over at you.

“Ready?” he asked encouragingly. You took a deep breath and nodded.

“Ready.”

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