A Series Of Torture

Disclaimer- I do not own any characters or supernatural, unfortunately I believe the CW dose

Summery- My first fan fiction so be nice. It's a series of stories introducing a new character in to the show named angelica that I created. I truly feel they need a permanent girl in the show. Sam and Dean meet her by finding her restrained to a table in an abandon factory. Later on in the story you will find out she is one of the special children the yellow eyed demon has chosen. So there for she was born the same year as Sam in 1983

Chapter 1

Even at 23 she couldn't figure out her life. With her failed marriage that just happened, things just don't seem to want to get better, they just seem like they want to fall apart. Now she's going crazy, just by touching an object events flash in front of her, horrible events.

"you now god you could give me a break here, all i'm asking is to stop fucking up my life, I know you always have purpose and this and that. But why am I becoming skizo now. Wasn't my depression and cutting enough?" She said looking at the ceiling getting frustrated.

Last night while she was in a bar she touched this mans watch and all of the sudden she saw a women laying in her bed getting raped. Just today she touched a table in an abandoned factory; there was a flash that lasted 30 seconds of a girl on the table getting her insides ripped out, while she was still alive. If these things are normal then she must be the sanest person in the world, because last time she checked people didn't have visions. Now she has to worry about the doctors wanting to lock her away. She walks over to her couch, in her one bed room apartment and terns on the TV after she fixes her self a drink, An apple martini, Her poison of choice. Ever since her husband left her, it was the only way for her to deal with her life. Like so many others.

She flips the channels trying to get the thoughts out of her head wondering what she did wrong to frighten him away. Maybe she should'ent have told him about her visions, how she touched the table and saw the girl get gutted, how she felt every thing. He wasn't good to start with when it came to her issues, why did she think he would be then. As she sat there deep in thought she didn't hear the turn of the front door knob and how some one was struggling to open the door. She didn't now the danger that was about to happen.

She got up and walked to the kitchen, looking at the fish as they swam around the tank not having a care in the world, as she passed on by. She opened the fridge to pour another drink but before she could she was suddenly was struck on the head with a heavy object and knocked unconscious.

Monticello, NY

As the 1967 Chevy impala raced down the highway of 17b. Sam was deep in thought, trying to remember the look of the factory he saw in his vision. He new it was abandond and new that the insides were in shambles. The shape of the building was square and it had burn marks covering one side, and he saw a welcome to bethel sign flash by.

"Dude come on, we can't just go by abandoned and burnt" dean said getting aggravated. Wishing Sam's visions weren't so vague.

"The paper said there was a fire 3 years ago that engulfed the factory on 17b. Some of the sides of the building were scorched with burn marks. It has to be it, it's the only one that had a fire in Bethel, Ny" Sam said with a smart matter of faktly voice. The one that made dean want to smack him. Not that dean ever said any thing smartass, which was all that ever came out of his mouth

"Wait, wait I think that's it" Sam said realizing the building they past 3 times already, had to be it. Maybe jut maybe he was lucky this time.

"You're shitting me? We went up and down this road three times already and now you realize that this is the building." Dean said "what, you couldn't have realized it the first time? You realize gas is not cheap and that we live off of stolen credit cards and gambled money, Right?"

"Dean you're going to miss the drive way pay attention. And by the way I wasn't sure, I thought maybe just maybe there would be another factory some were out here, How was I suppose to now we were in redneck town and the only thing around here are cows and horses"

"Moooo" dean said pulling up to the entrance, parking the car behind a bush, so it was hidden from view. Standing in front of them was a tall brick building, with torn plastic hanging over the windows fluttering in the wind. They slowly walked up to the boarded entrance getting a gloomy feeling. Not realizing that inside some one was tied to a table just waking up. As they entered the door Sam could feel that some thing was off.

Inside the factory

As she awoke on the table, she realized that this was the same place she had her vision at, the same table. She looked down at her body.

"What the hell is going on?"

She was restrained to the table, as if she was on a hospital bed, one of the kinds they use to restrain the crazy people with, when they start acting up. But instead it was an old metal table that under neither her skin made her freeze. She new she wasn't getting out of these restraints with out some help, but she was afraid she might be alone, And that no one was here to help. The only person that might be here was the one who put her here. Who ever the asshole was, she did not like the situation remembering what had happened in her visions. All of the sudden, some one appeared out of thin air standing above her with a scalpel in his hand. His face was all contorted. He slowly lowered the knife and cut a long gash in her upper arm.

Ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhh she screamed out load

Back at the entrance to the building

When Sam and dean entered the building the first thing that would come to mind is that it needed a really good cleaning and pest control. They saw dead rat carcasses every were. Some were eaten to the bone most likely by another rat, decaying form the lack of being alive.

"Ok now the rat carcasses aside, this place is kinda cozy" dean said sarcastically.

"Let's just figure out why I had the vision" Sam said looking around cautiously wondering why he was directed to this building.

"Hay over there, I see a foot print" dean said as he walked past Sam. It was undisturbed by all the rat commotion. So he figured it was fresh.

"So I guess we go through this door and see what's in there." When they entered the room there was a huge metal stand with various shelves. As Sam walked over to it he realized in horror they contained intestines with preserving fluid. About 10 of them had harts in them; on those jars were strange symbols.

"Dean come mere, look at these." Dean crossed the room looking at the door that stood on the other side of the room as he passed it.

"Ewe, looks like some one might like human sushi"

"That's not funny man; these are real people's hearts"

"Oh common Sammy it just a joke, You now humor, maybe you should try it for once."

"I just think" Sam was cut short by a scream they herd from some were near by

Sam and dean looked at each other and took off in the direction that it sounded like it came from. They finnaly located the sorce of the scream, it was behind the door that they were standing in front of. Sam tried the doorknob and it wouldn't budge.

"Move" dean yelled and kicked the door down. In front of them was a girl held down on a table by restraints with a man standing above her with a surgical knife in hand. His face looked as if he was born with a birth defect

"Hay" Sam yelled followed by dean saying "get away from her"

All of the sudden the man disappeared in thin air. Knife falling to the floor.

"What the fuck were did he go" said dean bewilderd, the man did not seem like a ghost he was corporeal and able to physical touch things and pick them up

"What was that?" Sam asked not sure what he just saw

"I don't know" dean said meaning it.

"hay buddies, guys, you want to get me off of this table or are you waiting for that thing to come back and untie me, because I think you might be shit out of luck, " yelled the girl from a cross the room

Dean and Sam ran over to the table each undoing a different restraint

"You now if this was a different situation, this might actually be kinda kinky, minus your cloths and all." Dean said giving her the charming mischievous look he's so good at.

When she got up from the table she looked at dean for a second then raised her arm and pulled her fist back and came into contact with his face.

"Thanks but last time I checked, I wasn't a piece of meat" she looked at Sam giving him a look "you got a sarcastic comment to"

"Hay if I was you I would have punched him even if he didn't say any thing" Sam said laughing

"Ok well how about we discus the violence against me when we get in the car and drive away from here."