Anger's Betrayal
Disclaimer: I do not own the Winchesters and I am not making a profit from this story.
Aurhor's Note: Sequel to Anger's Heartbreak. Dean is eighteen and Sammy is still thirteen, nearing fourteen. This one is dedicated to DarkSupernatural for her awe inspiring ideas. THANKS KRIS!!
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It was a cold night in February as the big black Impala carrying the Winchesters roared down the highway headed towards a hunt in Seattle, Washington. Inside the car, Sammy was curled up in the backseat fast asleep since it was way past midnight. Dean was sitting in the passenger seat riding shotgun as his father drove. Dean hoped they would be stopping soon so they could all get some sleep. As the drive continued, he thought back over time and how things were going.
It had been seven months now since the Winchesters had left Singer Salvage Yard to return to the hunt. They had started out with some relatively easy salt and burns until Sammy had fully recovered from his ordeal with the Leptospirosis that had almost killed him. But now, John had started taking on more dangerous hunts since he deemed it time for Sammy to get his feet wet again and to stop being coddled. The kid needed to learn that things weren't always going to be easy for him.
Dean had started to object about how his father was acting, but one pleading look from Sammy had him keeping his mouth shut for now. As long as Sammy wasn't hurt, he guessed he could deal with his father's changing attitude as he was becoming more focused on the hunt.
Sammy knew that Dean was getting more and more upset with each hunt they were undertaking. Their father had become more and more obsessed with killing all things supernatural as the anniversary of Mary's death came and went which was quickly followed by Dean's eighteenth birthday in January. Sammy knew that
Dean was nearing the point where he would start fighting with John about his obsession so he used pleading eyes and whispered pleas to keep Dean and John from arguing. He didn't want a rift created within the family because of him, so Dean had held his tongue.
Dean was drawn out of his musings as his father turned off the interstate after seeing a sign welcoming them to Seattle. "Thank goodness" thought Dean since his legs were cramped and his back was aching from the long ride. They could finally get a motel and he could sleep in a decent bed. He watched as his father pulled into the local Days Inn and entered the lobby to get them a room. He glanced back to see Sammy still sleeping comfortably in the back seat.
"Were in room 147" John said as he drove the Impala around the corner of the building, stopping at the last room. John preferred rooms near the end just in case they had to make a quick getaway. As John got their gear from the trunk, Dean roused his little brother.
"Wake up princess, it's time to go sleep in a real bed" Dean said as he gently shook Sammy's shoulder.
Still half asleep, Sammy grumbled "I'm not a princess" as he groggily pulled himself out of the car and trudged behind his brother towards the motel room. He slumped against the wall with his eyes closed as he waited for their father to unlock the door.
Upon entering the room, Sammy shucked his jeans and climbed into the bed that was furthest away from the door while Dean took a shower and his dad salted the windows and doors.
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John woke both of his sons early the next morning so that they could eat breakfast and get an early start on the hunt. As they ate breakfast at the diner beside the motel, John discussed the hunt with the boys.
"Okay boys, this creature we'll be hunting is an Abiku demon which feeds on children. This demonic creature has lured seven children away from their homes over the past six months and dragged them into its lair in the woods where it slowly feeds on them until they become emaciated and die. You'll be able to recognize the demon from the talon like claws that it has instead of hands. The talons are very sharp so whatever you do, make sure you avoid them" John stated as he finished his breakfast.
After leaving the diner, the Winchesters climbed into the Impala to drive to Beckmans Woods where all of the children had supposedly disappeared. John parked the car in a heavily wooded area where it would hopefully not be seen. He then got their gear out of the car giving Dean one of the shotguns and Sammy a pistol loaded with iron rounds.
As they headed into the woods, John took point while Dean took the rear making sure that he could keep an eye on Sammy. They had walked for nearly an hour when they came upon their first signs that the creature could be near. John raised his fist in the air to signal silence as he stealthily moved towards a tree with distinctive claw marks upon it. The claw marks were about six feet up from the ground and they crossed at the ends in a triangular motion which was the creature's signature mark.
He signaled to Dean and Sammy to follow him as he silently made his way through the woods following the signs left behind by the creature. After walking nearly a mile, they came upon an opening to a cave. As they neared the cave, they could smell the stench of rotting flesh assaulting their noses. Sammy gagged from the smell as it made his stomach roll violently.
John whirled around at hearing the sound and hissed "Damn it Sam, what the hell is the matter with you? Are you trying broadcast our location to that creature like a glowing neon sign?"
Sammy cringed at the anger directed towards him by his father. He hadn't meant to make a sound, but the smell was just too overpowering. "M'Sorry" he
whispered as he dropped his gaze to the ground to avoid the piercing gaze of his dad.
"Sorry's not good enough Sam" John said ranting at his youngest child. "How would you feel if that thing cane out here and hurt Dean because you didn't have enough sense to keep your damn mouth shut huh?"
Seeing the way that Sammy was being verbally assaulted, Dean couldn't hold his tongue any further. "Don't you dare try to lay a guilt trip on Sammy using my name dad. He said he was sorry, so just lay off of him and I mean it" Dean gritted out through clenched teeth. He had never raised a hand towards his father in anger, but if he didn't let up on Sammy that just might change.
The veins in John's neck began to bulge as he became angrier with the way Dean was talking to him. "That's enough Dean, I am your father and you WILL respect me" John angrily spat out to his oldest child.
Just as Dean was about to reply to what his father said, they heard an unearthly shriek coming from the mouth of the cave. The Winchesters all looked over to see a seven foot creature with long talons and blood dripping from its mouth exiting the cave.
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The Abiku demon creature had been feasting on its latest kill deep in its lair when it smelled the stench of human flesh wafting in from the cave entrance. It took one last glorious bite of sinewy muscle from its latest victim tasting that sweet coppery taste of blood as it pushed itself to its feet and made its way towards the cave opening. As it neared the opening, it could smell the distinctive smell of three very different victims. It would feed well over the next few months on the food that so willingly was presenting itself for consumption.
As the creature exited the cave, it saw the three humans staring at it in shock. It shrieked in delight as it lunged towards the tallest one considering it the most dangerous. It swung its claws towards the human's neck but it dodged the killing
blow as it pulled a knife and sunk it deep into the demons stomach. The demon roared in pain and turned its assault towards the smaller ones hoping to allure the older human into making a costly mistake.
The Winchesters watched in shock as the creature made its way out of the cave seeing the blood and muscle hanging from the creature's teeth. The all went into fighting stance as the creature lunged towards John trying to land a killing blow with its sharp talons. John dodged the blow at the last minute and drove his hunting knife deep into the demon's stomach as it howled its outrage. The demon howled in agony as it shoved John away with the force of its demonic rage. John flew backwards from the force of the push and his head connected painfully with a tree. He fell to his knees dazed as the creature turned on his boys.
Swinging around forcefully, the demon backhanded Dean across the chest and he flew a few feet through the air before crashing to the ground winded as his gun fell from numbed fingers. He looked up to see the demon approaching his little brother and yelled out in horror as he saw Sammy trip over a hidden vine while pulling his gun and sighting in the demon. Sammy fell as his feet became entangled in the vine and rolled to his knees to right himself.
Before Dean could move, the demon approached his little brother and sank its claw deep into Sammy's back and raked it from his shoulders to his spine. Sammy screamed in horrible pain as he felt the claw tearing through his skin before succumbing mercifully to the blackness as unconsciousness claimed him since his body was unable to cope with the severe pain it was currently experiencing.
Sammy's scream of pain pulled John back to alertness as he saw the demon raking its claws across his youngest child's back. John immediately raised his gun and fired at the demon to stop its vicious assault on Sammy and watched as the iron rounds pierced the demon's back. The demon's skin sizzled as the iron rounds sunk deep into its body and it lumbered off injured through the dense woods.
Dean immediately made his way towards his baby brother as he watched his father talking off in pursuit of the demon. "Damn you dad" he hollered "Sammy
needs to get to a hospital now." He couldn't believe his dad was more concerned about killing the demon than getting help for his injured son. Dean hoisted Sammy up in a fireman's carry and started making his way towards the Impala knowing he had to get the bleeding in Sammy's back stopped as soon as possible.
It was a long and laborious trek through the woods, but Dean finally spotted the Impala hidden within the foliage where his dad had hid it. He gently lay Sammy on the backseat of the impala as he went to the trunk to get the medkit. He cleaned out the deep gouges in his unconscious brother's back and poured peroxide over them to sterilize the wounds. He watched as the liquid bubbled up a frothy white as it attacked the germs that the creature's claws had left in Sammy's skin. As he applied pressure bandages to stop the bleeding, he saw his father making his way towards the car.
John had a satisfied look on his face as he arrived back at the Impala. He was able to take finally kill the creature as it had become unable to fight due to loss of blood. He decapitated the creature and then salted and burned its bones after backtracking to get their gear. As John approached the car, he saw the anger in Dean's eyes as he finished caring for his baby brother.
"You stupid son of a bitch, how could you go off after that creature when you saw how badly Sammy was hurt" Dean ground out through clenched teeth. "Sammy needs a hospital and he needs it now."
"Damn it Dean" John swore as he climbed into the car. "You know I had to kill that thing before it could find another cave to hide in and lick its wounds."
"What you HAD to do was take care of your injured son dad. You've totally become obsessed by the hunt again and now Sammy's paid the price. Just get us to the damn hospital" Dean said as he focused his full attention on Sammy.
TBC