AN: Finally! Getting a new story out to you guys! This story was picked by a few outside people, and I've been putting it off long enough. So! The series isn't dead. Just haven't really come up with anything, but I'm still gonna continue the series and such. But yeah, not dead. Anyways! I know this is late but real life and such. You know. Um, feeling a bit more like myself but still feel like I don't know how to describe it but don't worry. I'm on it! Anyways! I can't believe it's almost Halloween! It seems only yesterday it was June and now it's September! Where did the summer go? This year is really flying by. Hell if we blink it'll be Christmas! Lol! Wait...*looks behind and sees weeping angels* Shit! Alright guys don't blink! Blink and you're dead! Lol! Alright, alright. Enough of that. So I saw you guys enjoyed Baby Sammy and Uncle Crowley! Yay! I do plan to make more fics for that universe! In fact I have a request to do which I will get too! Don't worry! Souless666, I'll get your Hellhound Sam Central as well! I might start those sometime this week. It's the weekend which means I won't get much computer time, and the demon (my mother) is off all week as well, so we'll see how this goes. Anyways, here we go! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! X3

Summary: The first ever Brothers' Three multi chapter adventure! After a fight with his brothers Sam feels worthless, disowned, and unwanted. While his brothers are at a bar, Sam goes off alone into the back woods of the motel they're staying at. It turns out to be a bad idea when he's taken by hunters! Oh no! Sam is tortured and beaten to the point of death. When the hunters finish their fun for the night and leave Sam, he escapes and struggles to get back to the motel. He makes it but now his brothers must save him from Death. Castiel to the rescue!

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"-and you could've gotten killed Sam! You could've gotten all of us killed! You can't be reckless!" Jimmy shouted at his youngest brother.

"He's right Sammy! How could do something like that! You never block our shots to the enemy! Never!" Dean yelled.

"I said I was sorry! But we could've saved him!" Sam argued.

"No Sam! We couldn't have! He was long gone!" Dean argued back.

"No everything supernatural has to be killed! Their are shades of grey you know!" Sam shouted.

"ENOUGH!" Jimmy yelled to his younger brother's. "Sam, what you did was beyond reckless! So no hunts for you until we feel we can trust you!"

"WHAT!?" Sam shreeched.

"You heard me! Now Dean and I are gonna go to the bar and win some money and you are going to shower and get some sleep."

Sam opened his mouth to argue, but was cut off by Dean.

"You heard him. We'll be back." Dean said and not sparing another glance at his younger brother he headed out the door with Jimmy.

Neither brother saw the hurt look on Sam's face nor the tears.

After the door closed and Sam knew he was alone, he took his shower and changed but not for bed. He was going to go cool off by hiking in woods behind the motel. He put his shoes on and since they were in the desert area of Nevada in the summer, he didn't need a jacket. He also left his wallet and phone. He did grab his knife and gun.

Once he had his weapons he headed out the door and into the woods and disappeared into the dense wood, not caring if he got lost.

Sam walked slowly on the trail thinking about his brothers and how they couldn't trust him. He felt worthless cause his brothers trusted him and he blew it.

'I thought he could be saved. He wasn't too far gone.' Sam thought.

He felt disowned and un wanted. Not only did his brothers feel they couldn't trust him but they didn't want him around. They went to the bar without him! Sure it wasn't his scene but still!

Sam sighed. 'Fine! They don't want me! Then fine!'

Sam sighed again but to hide a sob this time. Sam kept up his trek.

But what Sam didn't know was he was being watched.

"What do think about him?" One the men whispered.

"He's perfect. Let's do it." The leader whispered. "Remember be gentle. We want to have as much fun as possible."

The other men nodded and they slowly and quietly as they put their plans into action. They let Sam walk a little more before one of them walked towards him as if he was lost.

"Excuse me young man. I'm a little lost. Is this the right path?" The man asked.

"I'm not sure. All I know this is the path to the motel over there." Sam pointed to the direction of the motel.

"I see. Then I must've went the wrong way. Guess I'll have to back track." The man sighed.

"Sorry I can't be much help. I don't live here. Just passing through." Sam said.

"No no no. It's alright. I use to live here and well I haven't been here in so long I seem to have forgotten where the trails lead." The man smiled.

Sam gave a small smile back. 'This guy's giving the creeps. Big time.'

"Well I better go. Be careful young man. These woods are very dense. It's easy to get turned around." The man said.

Sam nodded and began to move forward when the man caught his arm. He looked at the man with a look to say 'let go'.

"You also might want to take better care. I hear there's psychos that lurk around here." The man said.

Sam didn't have time to react. He was held tightly and a cloth that smell sickly sweet was pressed to his face. He tried to struggle and hold his breath but he was exhausted from the recent hunt and his struggles ceased as he gave in to the pull sleep.

"He's out. Let's go." The leader said. "You and me pretty boy. We're gonna have some fun."

The man that was holding Sam picked him up and carried bridal style. The man out weighed and height to Sam. This man was a whooping seven foot five and weighed three hundred and twenty pounds of pure muscle. Where Sam was only six foot four and was a hundred and fiftey pounds of muscles.

They took Sam to an old warehouse that once serviced an old oil mill back in the ninety fourties but was shut down due to enviromentlists, hence why the woods were so dense. After the warehouse was shut down the people plated tree after tree until the woods began to thicken.

The giant man tied Sam's hands to beam above him, and tied his ankles after he took off his socks and shoes. Then placed a wad of cloth in Sam's mouth and then tied a bandana around his head tightly, effectively gagging him.

"Such a beautiful boy." The leader said. "Oh yes. So beautiful. I can't to play with him."

"Look at all this scar boss man." The shorter man said after he cut Sam's shirt off. "Think he was abused?"

"Nah. Kid's like us. A hunter. And judging by the recent wounds, he just finished a hunt." The leader said.

"What'll do with him then?" The giant man said.

"Like I said. We'll have fun with him. This'll be more fun then the wendigo we just killed." The leader smirked. "Gather my tools, and get everything ready. I want our guest to be comfortable."

"Yes sir" The giant and short man said together.

The leader laughed like a maniac.

Meanwhile

Jimmy wanted to go back to the motel. He needed to apologize to Sam. He knew he was hard on the poor kid, but they almost lost him. They couldn't lose him! Not ever!

"Jimmy!" Dean shouted.

Jimmy jumped and looked at Dean and the same look he had on.

"I won some more cash. You got five hundred and I got a thousand. Think it's enough to last a while?" Dean asked.

"Yeah. It's enough." Jimmy said.

"So how about it? A game just me and you? Old times sake?" Dean asked.

"Want get your ass kicked little brother?" Jimmy smirked.

"Pfft. I'll be doing the ass kicking big brother!" Dean proclaimed.

"You're on!" Jimmy said and grabbed a pool stick.

He and Dean played on un aware their baby brother was in danger.

Back at the warehouse

Sam screamed behind his gag as the giant man skinned off another piece of skin from his stomach.

When Sam woke up the torture began. It started out as a beating, then it esclated. The leader of the group was certaintly enjoying himself. The short man of the bunch, who they called 'Munch' beat him and badly. Sam's body was one big bruise. The giant called 'Little Man' was now skinning him and cutting him. The leader who they just call 'Head Man' was last and told Sam he had a big surprise for him.

Sam scream again when he felt red hot pain across his back. He nearly blacked out.

'I hope they kill me quickly. It's not like anyone's going to help me. And I don't expect my brother's to care. Hell they probably don't know I'm gone.' Sam thought sadly.

This time the red hot pain he felt made black out into peaceful oblivion.

Wow! Quite the start! Anyways, I forgot to mention above this is an AU and can be set in any season but it's mostly set in one.

Until Next Time! Waffles will become our overlords with their bacon guards.