Purple Haze

By winchester1967

A/N: This is set six months after Love, Pain, and the Whole Crazy Game.

Chapter 1-Chance Meeting

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Somewhere Outside of New York City

The red head stared at the man she had tied to a table. Her bloodey knife fit her hand like a glove. She glanced at him, her eyes full of hate. Not one glimspe of guilt was seen anywhere on her face. She slowly slid the knife down his arm, his screams muffled by a gag. She walked around him, examining the work she had done. There was so much blood.

"Now don't you regret doubleing crossing us?" She asked as she circled the table. He shook his head to her answer, or it might have been him trying to escape the restraints she had placed on him. "Oh, I forgot." She removed the gag. He took in a deep breath, then screamed. He was the most unmanly man she had ever seen. "Now, Bill, you know that no one can hear you. This lovely palace is soundproof." She spun around, looking at the warehouse in which she resided now.

"I didn't...double cross you." Bill said. "I thought they were dead."

"Didn't exactly think anything through, did you Mister Smart Stuff?" She asked. "So you forced me to possess a doctor and hunt your sorry ass down."

"I swear. Sam Winchester was so beat that there's noway he could've survived. I swear to God."

"Those swears mean nothing to me." She said as she stopped back in the spot where she had been. "Here's what I think of your "swears"." She turned the blade so it was facing Bill's heart, and she plunged it into his chest. He screamed in agony, his back arching up in an involentary movement. She twisted the knife a couple different ways. Bill's mouth opened and closed in silent screams before he finally fell back onto the table. "No one fucks with Chance." She looked over at the three men that were tied to a chainlink fence that ran the length of the warehouse.

"Please." The first one begged. Chance knew this was Jacob, and the other two were Adrian and Joe. They had both already passed out from blood loss, but Chance need not worry, for their souls wouldn't get far if they did die. She wasn't through with them yet.

"I'm sorry Jacob." Chance said, getting close to his bloody lips, like she was going to kiss him. "I still have plans for you boys."

"What plans?" Jacob asked as he finally started losing his battle to keep his eyes open.

"You'll just have to wait and see my dear boy." Chance said as she returned to the table where the dead Bill Bowen still lay. Carefully, she pulled out a chalice and placed it next to his wound that was still bleeding, just not as much as it had been. She placed the edge of the knife against his flesh and pushed it, making the blood squirt faster into the gold cup. She walked over to the other three, stabbing each of them in the chest and repeating the process that she had done to Bill. Before she had started hurting them, she had set up an alter, that now had started burning. She placed the chalice by the freshly lit candle and opened a book. She said a spell in Latin, one that took around five minutes to read. Then she took the blood, and while still speaking in Latin, placed an inverted cross on each of the four men's foreheads. She then finished a drawing of a pentagram in the middle of the group and finished her incantation. The pentagram suddenly exploded, a bright light engulfing the room followed by four screaming puffs of black smoke. Each one went to one of the men's bodies. Bill set up against his restraints with a huge gasp.

"What the fuck?" He asked. "What the hell did you do to me, you bitch?" Bill asked.

"Already speaking like a demon?" She asked. "Good boy." She cut his ties, then released the newly reborn Joe, Adrian, and Jacob. "You are now like me." Chance said as her eyes turned black.

"I'll never be like you." Bill said, turning away from her and was about to walk away when he was stopped by a little voice in his head. He turned back around to look at Chance.

"You'll always be like me." Chance said. "We're the same. We both kill humans for fun and we both are cold, heartless beings now." She laughed and quickly disappeared, taking the vessel with her. Bill, Joe, Adrian, and Jacob stood there, staring at each other.

"Well boys," Bill said. "There's someone we need to look up."