Hey guys. This is my first Fan fiction, so forgive me for the crappyness of it.

Sam is 15 and Dean is 19

Oh, yeah none of the stuff from Supernatural is mine… this saddens me… *sigh* Oh if only. Btw, this applies to all the chapters

Please review and tell me what you think!

To Be Broken

Chapter 1: Dark and lonely

drip.

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Drip-plop- the first reality that hit him. Then other thing hit him like a bad hang over; Sam was sure his head was going to split open, his chest hurt every time he breathed in, practically every muscle in his body hurt, and probably the most important thing- He was cuffed to a pole, a cold one at that, metal, he guessed.

He pried his eyes open to find that he was in a dark room- too dark. Sam tried to say Dean, but in reality what came out was more of a whimper saying, " 'ean? He was all alone in the cold dark room, he scoffed at the thought that he, a 15 year old would be sitting here in this particular predicament.

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Sam let out a sigh, "Great." then he heard the door - the door he didn't even know was there- open, and the light that flooded in more than blinded him. He squeezed his eyes shut to keep the light from flooding in.

"Sam?" questioned a very concern filled voice- Dean.

"Dean!" Sam tried to shout, as his eyes opened again, reveling two men and Dean. There were two men on either side of him, each holding the respective arm- Dean's hands must be cuffed to. They tossed Dean down the stairs that separated them, he tumbled down like a rag doll, probably because his hands were cuffed.

Sam struggled to stand up, still cuffed to the pole, "Dean-guh- are you okay? Dean!"

"Yeah- yeah I'm fine. Hey, sit back down, you look like hell." Dean said as he made his way closer to Sam with concern and guilt all over his face. Upon further inspection he asked, "What the hell happened to you?"

Sam tried, he really did, to remember- but he just couldn't, " I don't- I can't, uhg. What do what do you remember?" Tying to remember made Sam feel like he was going to barf, Dean noticed and didn't want to strain his little brother any more. "I was at the bar by the motel, I thought you were back at the motel, but when I got back you weren't there, I went looking for you they nabbed me. You were gone for a while, like 6 hours at least." He said with regret filling his green eyes, he was worried that Sam couldn't remember.

Maybe if Sam had more time he would've remembered how hw got there, but with Winchester's luck that was right when the door opened. The two large, muscular men from earlier trotted down the stairs. The one in front, that seemed to be the dominant one, waved his hand toward Dean as he walked over to Sam, " I'm taking the blond one with me, you cuff the other one up to this pole."

"Hey, nobody's taking any body anywhere, okay?" the response he got was a hard punch in the face, banging his head in the wall. Sa stood up to defend his brother, the Dominant guy jabbed him in his already injured ribs. Sam looked over to fin his brother was unconscious,

The dominant guy, Sam was going to call him Josh for now, uncuffed Sam and removed his arms away from the pole as the other guy cuffed Dean to the pole he had just been cuffed to. Josh pushed Sam by his arms up the stairs to the door, the door which was left open, allowing him to peek into it. It had a small metal tub with 3 buckets filled with water beside it and two metal chairs. these guys must have some mysterious obsession with metal, that's not weird at all.

Josh dragged Sam over to one of the metal chairs and sat him there, he flopped Sam's still cuffed hands behind the back of the chair. The other submissive guy brought in a black bock with two wires coming out of it, these two wires had a clip on the end, electrocution. Great, that is just awesome.