Title: A brother turned
Author: Goldielocks81
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: T (not sure where the rating will end up...maybe M)
Summary: The vampire Kate is seeking revenge after the Winchesters have killed her mate Luther. With John already dead Dean is her first target.
Dean woke up, a marching band playing in his head. A vein on his forehead was throbbing along to the rhythm. He couldn't remember drinking so much last night that he'd wake up with such a hangover. Then his last memory finally sank in. He had been walking to the hotel room which Sam was already sleeping soundly in when he had been attacked by someone or something on the parking lot. He had received a blow to the back of the head and then slipped into unconsciousness.
Dean tried to move but his hands were firmly tied behind his back. He raised his head that had be slumped against his chest and looked around him. He was sitting on a hard chair, his legs tied to the legs of the chair. Another rope was tied around his waist, and yet another around his wrists. The room was dark besides a light bulb just above him that shone with a painfully bright light. He froze as he more felt than saw something moving in the shadows.
"Who's there?" He demanded to know. It didn't come out quite as fearless as he had hoped. He was met by a striking silence, no movement anywhere but he could feel something watching him.
Then she came into the light. Dean recognized her instantly. Kate. A vampire queen which mate, Luther, his father John had killed with one bullet from the Colt. Not sending the demonic creature to hell but erasing him from any dimension for eternity. And now his bitch was looking for a little payback. Dressed in a seductive, black leather suit and with the dark makeup on her pale face she looked like something out of a twisted sadomasochistic porno.
"Remember me, darling?" Kate hissed, wrapping her fingers through Dean's hair, tightening her grip to pull his head back, revealing his tender neck to her hungry gaze. Dean groaned in pain, flinching as he felt her cold tongue on his skin.
"Sure, I still have nightmares of that kiss."
Kate let her wine red lips form into a cold smile. "Really? Are you sure they were nightmares?" She licked Dean's neck again and straddled him, wriggling seductively on his lap. "Do you know what you taste like? Fear, my boy. And underneath that bitter sweetness lies something else. You know, you're really bad at hiding your desire."
Dean moaned, his body unwillingly responding to her movement and he gave her an angry look. "Don't flatter yourself, bitch. It just means I'm alive."
Annoyance flashed in Kate's demonic eyes that glittered of silver, yellow and the blackest hate. Her black-painted nails created red half moons into Dean's shoulders.
"You won't be for much longer. Luther will be gone forever and nothing I do can ever bring him back." She whispered; her sorrow evident in her voice. "And you'll be paying for his death forever."
Dean screamed in pain as her fangs tore into his neck, drawing blood. He was stunned by how fast his strength got drained. The tangy smell of blood filled his nostrils and then he felt it trickle down his throat. Unable to stop his turning he just let it happen, no fight left in him. His last thoughts in life was of his brother Sam who only a few blocks away still was sleeping, happily unaware that when he woke up and saw his brother again he would face a newborn vampire.