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Madison looked around and saw that she was truly and utterly alone. She walked up to her motel room and opened the door, passed the single bed with its green and brown piece of crap excuse for a blanket, threw her phone on it and walked straight into the bathroom. Looking at her self she knew she had made the right choice, she ran her hands through her hair and turned on the faucet and let herself get lost in the sound of the water flowing. She could still hear his threats in her ear, stinging her heart.
"If you walk out that door, don't you dare come back" Words he had only said to one other person, but of course they made up, but not with her she knew he was dead serious. The tone of his voice, and the look in his eyes she knew if she didn't leave she would probably be dead. Not that she would've blamed him, In this moment she wanted to pull her gun out and join her father in heaven. The only thing stopping her from taking out her .38 was the fact that she knew she would end up in hell. That's what being Lucifer's Queens vessel will do to you, even If you never wanted this, you were dammed either way.
Turning the water off she walked over to her bed and sat down, looking around her motel room she was truly at a lost of what to do. Being a hunter was hard enough, but being a solo female hunter would prove to be her greatest challenge yet. In all her 9 years of hunting she always had her Father, until his death almost a year ago. That's when the dark road she was walking on first showed itself to her. She knew she was going down a path that her father would be ashamed of but at that moment she was selfish. She had to try to deal with his death, even now 9 months later she hadn't even began to try to accept the fact that he was gone forever. Catching herself staring at a mysterious brown stain on the dirty green carpet, she laid down on the bed, taking a peek at her phone, she shook her head she knew he wouldn't call and she didn't blame him at all. Hunting was always the one thing that connected them, they killed the bad guys as simple as that. In the midst of the blood and terror she found herself falling for him, she tried to push the thought away. She looked up to him as a brother.
Him and his younger brother were her best friends growing up, well more like her only friends, having a father who was gone a lot was hard for he,r she always had to make excuses for his absence. There was never any Father -Daughter dances, No Parent-Teacher conferences, but she knew her father was out there killing evil things and she was proud of her dad. The hero. Of course this wasn't the life he wanted her to have, he wanted her to go to college, have a career, get married, anything that would get her away from the life that would lead to her inevitable death. She knew she was meant for it though, sneaking into her fathers closet when he was sleeping or gone on a hunt with another hunter, Uncle Rufus as she grew to call him, she would find his books and read them over and over again until she knew every word. She hid her interest to the life from her father but he knew his daughter was destined to be a hunter no matter how hard he wanted to keep her safe.
She first met him when she was 12, his father dropped him and his brother off to stay with her and her dad. Her and Sam hit it off right away they were like two old souls connecting, they both had lost their mother at a early age. For her it was nice to have someone to talk to about what her father did and for them to not laugh at her or scold her for making up lies about the monsters under the bed being real. When he introduced his older brother she felt safe.
"This is my brother.."
"I'm sure she can see that"
"Shut up jerk" She smiled at the brothers bickering back and forth.
Her dad called them into the kitchen to grab a bite, Sam walked off eager to eat whatever father had put together for their house guests. She looked up at the smug protective older brother who was looking after his brother making sure he made it to the kitchen safe, he turned and looked at her, she casted her eyes back down at her shoes and cursed herself for still being in her pajamas.
"That's my little brother in there" Looking up at him she suddenly felt cold. she nodded her head and tried to find the words to respond but looking into his green eyes she was at a lost.
"I have to look after him and keep him safe, and ill kill anyone who hurts my brother" He turned obviously satisfied with the look of terror they showed in her eyes and walked in the kitchen, sat next to his brother and started eating. She stood there flabbergasted, she had never been out right threatened like that before, I mean sure girls threatened to kick her ass after school but she knew they would never touch her, but something in the way he said it scared her and made her want to cower in her room until their dad came back to pick them up.
Her trip down memory lane was interrupted much to her relief, she knew if she was going to move on from them she would have to forget them, as hard as it may be it had to be done if she was going to survive, being distracted in her line of work would get you killed. She looked at her vibrating phone, hope not even rising up she knew who it was and it wasn't the person she wanted so desperately to call.
"What"
"Hello,Love"
"What do you want?"
"Heard about you and the boys breaking up, so sad" She rolled her eyes she knew he was enjoying this too much and she was not in the mood to be mocked.
"Called to say I told you so? Well save it" She heard him scoff on the other line.
"I know your hurting love and that's the last thing I would ever want is for you to be in pain" She knew he was full of it but he had the thing that she craved the most, the thing that kept her going, kept her strong enough to overcome the demons lurking in the shadows.
"You want to help me where are you?"
"Where do you want me to be"
"Just tell me, I need more"
"I can meet you at the edge of town in an hour"
"I'll be there" Hanging up the phone she knew she should try to stay away from the one thing that tore her and the boys apart but at this point it was no use trying to deny how much she needed it. When they confronted her with the information she knew that was it, she didn't even try to fight it, to her she was doing it for the greater good. How many times had her powers gotten them out of a tight spot, how many times did she heal their various cuts, bruises, broken bones or any other injury they got on the job. They knew what she dabbled in and at first they were worried when she revealed what she could do, but they accepted it once she showed that she had complete control over it. It was only a matter of time before she would have to start doing something drastic to become more powerful. After she wasn't strong enough to save her dad she vowed she would never be that weak again, no matter what she had to do and that was when her control slipped away from her. Gathering up her keys and jacket she left the motel, happy to be able to get out of that drab room. Breathing in the fresh air she thought she smelled something familiar, but as quick as it came it was gone. She shook the thought away and headed over to her car. Her baby, her dad gave her a 2001 black Ford Mustang that had taken her all over the country, she knew she could always count on her baby. She slid into her car and stared it. She couldn't help the little smile that came over. Here in her car she felt safe, she felt fearless, and she felt at home.
Driving to the spot they had agreed upon she felt her mouth water in anticipation of what she was about to get. The feeling of shame and disgust rose up for a second but she quickly pushed it down, she knew she had to be strong especially since she no longer had the boys to watch her back in the many dangerous situation they found themselves in.
Pulling up she saw him waiting outside a road side diner smiling at her as she parked next to the car that he had probably stolen from some person, not that she could judge, she had done a lot worse. Getting out the car she left her phone in the car, only 3 people had her number she was meeting one of them and the other two she was positive would never want to speak to her again.
"Look at you as beautiful as ever, that boy doesn't know what he gave up"
"Can we just get this over with?" Eager to get as far away from him as she could, not that it would do any help she knew she would be calling him within a week for more.
"Always hit and run with you, we never get to cuddle after"
"Well that's how I like it, get mine and leave satisfied" He smiled at her and reached into the car and handed her a duffle bag that contained her drug of choice. "Here try not to go through it so fast this time, its not that easy to acquire"
Putting the bag into her passenger seat she pulled out some wadded up 20s and handed them to him. Reaching out he took her hand and pulled her close to him." You know I don't want your money"
"Just take it" She found her self looking up at him and wanting to see those beautiful green eyes she fell in love with. "No, if you want to make yourself feel less guilty you could do me a favor"
She looked at him with raised eyebrows, she had a funny feeling as to where he was trying to take this encounter.
"I'm not sleeping with you Jason" He looked at her and licked his lips and threw his head back and laughed , dropping her hand from his.
"If I wanted to sleep with you love I wouldn't bargain with you. I'm fully confident in the fact that we will end up in bed together, but that's not what I wanted, I have a case and I could use your help" Her shoulders slumped forward she didn't want to think about hunting or going on a case, not yet.
"I'd really rather sleep with you" He smiled and turned to reach his hand into his car and pulled out a folder and handed it to her.
"It looks like a simple salt and burn, ghost in Maine scaring people at some abandoned mental institution never hurt anyone up until 2 days ago killed a couple, strung them up. Cops think its some physco, but I know better" Listening to him explain the case she knew he could handle it on his own, hell she could knock that out in a couple hours, but she felt the overwhelming need to not be alone with her thoughts. Walking back to the drivers side she threw the folder into the back seat and opened the door.
"Fine but we take my car" As she slid into her car he looked at her in mild surprise, he wasn't expecting that at all but he was glad it had gone this way at least he can try to monitor the intake in which she went through the stuff he had gotten used to risking his neck for. He walked over and opened the trunk of the car he had stolen from some drunk shmuck 2 weeks ago up in North Carolina and pulled out some rifles he had stored in there. Walking to Madison's passenger side door he saw her reach into the duffel bag and pull out a bottle. She knew she was falling deeper into her addiction with power but she didn't care, holding the bottle in her hands she could already feel the amount of power the she was about to ingest. Tilting the bottle to her lips she took a big swing of the deep red liquid, letting it run down her throat she had to stop herself from finishing the whole bottle. She heard her passenger door open and shut, she pulled the bottle away from her lips and put the top back on.
"Are you going to do that in front of me the whole trip?"
"Does it make you uncomfortable?"
"Well you are drinking witches blood that's probably still warm" She cringed as he said the words aloud. Her thoughts back to earlier that day come rushing back in a flood and all she waned to do was kill someone. She could feel the deceased witch's power mix with her own and she felt a certain rush that only this could give her. She felt completely unstoppable, like the Devil himself couldn't stop her and she was betting her life and after life on that fact.
"Don't worry it wont be that bad" She looked over at him and saw him shift in the seat to get comfortable. She turned and started her car, listening to her come to life but no smile came to her face, she was ready to get away, she was ready to kill whatever son of a bitch they were about to travel 6 hours to hunt down. She looked over at the man in her passenger seat she knew he could never replace the boys she had lost not even 12 hours ago but for now he would have to do.
Pulling out onto the highway leading out of town she knew she was running from the guilt she had, normally she would've tried to stay and talk to them try to explain her actions. They were still in town hunting something that was making little kids sick, but she was, in her mind doing what she had to do. She was used to running by now, she had run from her fathers death, from the blood on her hands, ultimately she was running from herself to try to become a stronger person then what she was. Running from him was going to be hard they had spent so many years together, Her, Him ,and his brother, she had picked up traits and habits from being on the road with them but she had to get them out of her system. She couldn't let them bring her down. As she rolled down her window to let in the cool night breeze, she saw Jason reach for the radio she smacked his hand.
"Don't, I have one rule if your going to ride in my car" He pulled his hand away.
"And what would that be?" She looked at him with a smile on her face, reached over and turned the radio on letting Led Zeppelin' Black Dog fill the car.
"Driver picks the music, Shotgun shuts his cakehole" He slouched back defeated, she looked ahead with a sad smile on her face. She knew there was no way in hell she would ever truly be able to let go of the 2 men that had saved her life, who had been there for her but she knew she had to try. She wouldn't ever be weak again and no one was going to stop her from becoming the most powerful witch in the world, not even Sam and Dean Winchester.