SPN100 Drabble Challenge, WoW : Dizzy
Word Count : Treble drabble = 300
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DADDY'S GIRL
The saxophone player was outstanding, no one else throughout New Orleans came any where close, and
Sam figured he knew why. The guy had been on the scene for ten years..."Lucky for you, your cavalry's here."
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Dizzy Boyd played sax like an angel, filling every New Orleans joint he graced. Uncaring about fame and fortune, this was enough for him. Tonight at the Swing Loose bar his rapt audience included two Hunters. Sam lowered his head, muttering into Dean's ear.
"Ten years ago exactly, he wanders into some half empty crappy bar, and plays like this...Within six months, the place needed extending to fit people in. I know this guy's made a deal Dean."
-o-
Dizzy's set over, the Hunters squeezed through the crowd, heading to the backstage dressing room. Knocking got no response; undeterred, they strolled in anyway. Pouring her dad's vodka, Dizzy's daughter, aged sixteen, yelped in surprise. Annoyed, Dizzy jumped up.
"What the...? Get out...Now!"
Locking the door, Dean pocketed the key, shaking his head.
"Remember the deal you made ten years ago? Well, repayment's due tonight. Lucky for you your cavalry's here!"
"Dad? What's he mean?"
Dizzy's response was curtailed by loud, ominous, growling and snarling outside the dressing room. Sam gripped the man's arm.
"Bathroom!...Is there a window?"
"Yeah, but. Please, Take my girl instead!"
Dean positioned himself between the locked door and the bathroom.
"She don't owe nothin dude...Sammy? Force his ass outta here, I'll pet the poodles...Honey? Into that corner. Keep quiet, you'll be fine...I promise."
"Tricia! I'm sorry!"
-o-
Sam quickly followed the terrified man through the window. Within moments, the dressing room doors exploded inwards.
-o-
Dean's bullet found the first hound. Now, leaning heavily on Sam, torn and bloody from desperate attempts to stop the second, Dean watched with cold fury as Dizzy vomited by his daughter's ruined corpse.
"Take my girl instead...That the line back then too, Dizzy?...When you sold your baby's soul?...Sammy? Get me outta here, before I give in...An' end this freakin' monster."
END
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Chick xxx