DeviantShifter

08 || Binary Coding

Dean was not only going to find the shifter because it was his job, but he was going to finish it for good for the sake of the families who have lost their loved ones. These shifters had gone too far.

Dean walked into the living room and looked around. The victims lay on the floor and there were no survivors.

What did catch Dean's attention was a phone on the coffee table that was sitting on. Dean walked over and picked it up. It had a simple yellow case that protected the phone and its screen.

Dean examined closer and hated snooping, but it was for the sake of the investigation.

He went into the messages and went to the most recent. There was a conversation at 6:03 PM as of last night between two people.

Maybe: Marissa
Hey girl, you're going to the party tonight right?

Definitely. It's for a good cause. Do you remember who is hosting it?

Maybe: Marissa
His name is Nico Merandez. He said three of them will be there to spread awareness!

That's really good. We're just now getting ready to go. Elly and I are packing up the drinks. Are you staying the full time?

Maybe: Marissa
Ofc! And tell Elly I said hi and that tonight will be amazing! See ya Emma!

Dean left the messages. He had gotten all of the info he needed. The girls were named Marissa, Elly, and Emma. The part host was Nico. He just didn't know about the 'good cause'. He double tapped the home button, bringing up all the recent apps. The most recent, besides the messages, had been the voice memos.

He went to the voice memos and noticed that there was a newest one that was only forty-three seconds long.

It was titled 'Listen To Me'. It had been recorded at 1:58 AM.

Dean pressed the play button, eager to know what it said.

It sounded static and muffled.

'I hope it didn't take you long to find... this. Dean and Sam Winchester, this is going to be the end of your hunting. As for the android and the lieutenant, this will be the end of your lives...

01100001 01101110 01100100 01110010 01101111 01101001 01100100 00101100 00100000 01101101 01100101 01100101 01110100 00100000 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110100 01101111 01100100 01100001 01111001 00100000 01100001 01110100 00100000 00111001 00111010 00110000 00110000 00100000 01000001 01001101.'

*static*

Dean stared. The voice just starting saying ones and zeros in a random order. Was it a coded message? He'd have to ask Sam. Dean knew nothing of that crap. Why did it sound muffled?

Dean checked the speakers. They were caked with dry blood.

"That would explain it," he grumbled. The blood muffled the sound. 'Damn,' he had thought as he shook his head.

"Sammy!" Dean yelled for his brother. He headed out of the living room, carefully moving about, and found Sam coming down from upstairs. Sam breathed shakily, but Dean gave him the phone with the recording.

"What's this?" Sam asked as he observed the phone. Dean nodded.

"Listen to the recording. See if you can tell me what the hell it means," Dean stated.

Sam lifted the phone to his ear and listen. His expression was worried, before it turned to confusion.

Dean figured Sam had gotten to the coding part.

The recording ended and Sam took the phone away from his ear. He looked at the device.

"It was binary code," Sam explained, looking at Dean. "The shifter translated it into binary."

"English, Sam, please?" Dean asked, gesturing to the phone.

"Binary coding represents text, computer processors, or any other data using only the numbers zero and one," he said. "If we could put all the numbers into a translator, we would know what it says."

Dean thought for a moment for what they could use to decipher the coding. A thought hit them both at the same time and they looked at each other.

"Connor," the both said in unison.

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A/N: i'm trying to update once a week, but it's proving to be difficult. i'm sorry if my updates never come out on schedule everyone. marching band takes up most of my time :(

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Written September 1st, 2018