"One cannot outrun Destiny" Chapter 1
Summary: Sam has a vision that may lead to him facing his destiny. Spoilers for season 2 but before Dean's deal and the death of the yellowed eyed demon. Warning: language.
Disclaimer: Still don't own them. Wish I did though!
This is the beginning to a multi-chapter story. Italics is thoughts or visions. I would love to know if you guys are interested in this story. The beginning is a little slow but it will get better I promise! Reviews are welcomed.
The boys were driving down the highway listening to the classics Dean was obsessed with. They had just finished a hunt in the woods of New York and it was a tough one. They were hunting a demonic animal that was attacking the locals and both Sam and Dean had some injuries after being clawed, thrown around, and just plain beaten up. Sam had bruises to his side and Dean had some claw marks on his face along with a nice purple bruise on his cheek. In the end as Dean would say, they "killed the evil son-of-a-bitch" and left town.
Sam sat in the passenger seat mentally thinking about how bad he wanted his brother to update his music and getting slightly annoyed when Dean turned the music up a little louder. Obviously Dean was in a good mood from the hunt ending in a semi-good way.
"Dean, why do you have to turn up the music? You know I can't stand it!"
"Hey remember what I said about the driver picking the music and besides its better than the crap you listen to."
Sam just rolled his eyes knowing he would not win the battle because his brother never listened to the music he liked. Dean noticed his brother's lack of words and decided to push the subject.
"Aw Sammy don't feel too bad that you have been sheltered from real music, it's not your fault."
"Shut up Dean, I've listened to your music long enough to not care for it. After all I'm stuck in the car with you for most of the day."
At that comment Sam and Dean went quiet for a while until Dean spoke up.
"Hey why don't we go to the Roadhouse and see what is going on. We can get an update from Ash on the demon and have some down time."
"Sure, it isn't far from where we are now and it would be nice to find out what is going on in the hunter world."
"Good, I need a good beer anyway after the beating we took on our last hunt anyway." Dean saw Sam's facial reaction, which was of slight pain and humor. Dean turned his head back to the road and started drumming to the beat of the song and pushed down on the accelerator to feel the power that rumbled underneath him.
When the brothers finally made it to the road house, they were relieved to not be sitting in the Impala, getting sore from sitting in one position too long. The boys got out of the car and closed the doors with a loud creak. Sam held his side with his hand as they went to the building. They knew it was during the day and that it was not open to just anyone. Once at the door, Dean tried the doorknob but it was locked. He sighed and turned to Sam who was already unlocking the door using his pick. Dean took the lead and went inside and was immediately greeted by the barrel of a shot gun held by Jo. Sam took in the scene before him and smiled inside. Though it didn't last long once Jo realized who it was, and Ellen walked in.
"Hey boys! What brings you here?" Ellen asked looking at them with a smile on her face. "Come sit down. You need help with anything?"
"No, we were just around town and decided we would drop in…and Dean needed a drink." Sam said the last part with a small laugh.
Ellen understood once the boys went into the bar further shedding the light on their injuries. "What did you boys get yourselves into?"
"Long story but it consists of one nasty looking demonic creature with one hell of a paw." Dean said with the claws of the creature on his mind.
They all made their way to the bar and sat down. Ellen gave both Sam and Dean a beer and watched as they drank not saying anything. Their uncomfortable silence was interrupted when Ash came in dragging his feet. Without realizing it Ellen pulled out another beer and set it down for Ash.
Ash drank half of the beer before realizing Sam and Dean were sitting right next to him.
"Hey Sam…Dean. What brings you guys?"
Sam and Dean just looked at each other when Sam relied with mentioning both a break and an update on the demon. Ash left and came back with his laptop and did some typing.
"Sorry, no demon anywhere."
Sam thought about what Ash said and realized it was a good thing the demon wasn't around since they still did not find a way to kill it. And to tell you the truth they had been so busy with the recent string of hunts to think about it too much. Just as Sam was picking up his beer, Sam started to get a massive headache. Starting at his temples it soon coursed through his head in seconds. He put his hand to his head instinctively and breathed out a sigh of relief after the pain receded. But his luck ran out as the pain again shot through his head worse than any other before, making the room blur. Sam came to the quick realization that he was going to have a vision. Not right now please! Not in front of everyone.
Dean seeing the pain twisted in Sam's face and fear in his eyes came to notice Sam's dilemma. Dean began to reach out to Sam, but he got up holding his head to walk away. He never got far though because after two steps he completely collapsed. Dean rushed to his brother's side in less than a second and grabbed Sam's shoulders lightly shaking him.
"Sam! Sammy! Talk to me man."
A groan escaped from Sam's lips as he began to lose his touch on the world around him s he slipped into the depths of his mind. His vision swam as he tried to desperately cling to his brother's voice and finally all turned black and he was looking at something completely different from the surroundings of the Roadhouse.
A man stood in a cabin located in a woodsy area with a dagger clenched tightly in his white knuckled fist. He stood facing a woman who looked to be in her mid 20's. She was chained to a wall and had blood coming from cuts on her arms and face. She had terror in her eyes as impending death came to her like a car hitting a brick wall. She felt betrayed because the man that was standing in front of her was the one man she loved above all, her fiancé, her life. She was crying and trying to plead with her captor to let her go. But instead of words coming out she was just mumbling from the gag in her mouth. There was laughter coming from behind the man and he was yelling at the man. "All the pain you feel will disappear once she is dead. Finish her off and you will belong to me, a pawn of evil in the attempt to kill the worthless humans that rule the earth. Become my child and embrace your destiny!" With those final words the man threw up an evil grin and walked up to the woman. She shied away from him but could not go far. He grabbed her hair and yanked her head up to look at the ceiling and stabbed her right in the heart and pushed up. She yelped in pain and slowly lost consciousness and took her last breath as her head sagged down to her chest. The man watching laughed sinisterly and said to the man, "Finally you are complete."
Meanwhile, Dean watched in horror as Sam began to thrash around. A small trickle of blood fell from Sam's nose. Dean thought to himself that Sammy never had visions this severe and feared for his brother who seemed to still be trapped in limbo.
The scene in Sam's mind started to flicker and he was beginning to break through the barrier back to reality. He heard his brother's shaky voice calling him back and fought to reach him. He opened his eyes and saw his brother hovering over him. All at once exhaustion hit him and he saw darkness creeping into his line of vision as he fought to stay conscious. But he no longer could keep his grip and passed out.
end chapter 1
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