Hi all! So if you've read my older story, Prophet, you'll realize that this is the same story with a few new twists. There was something about the old version that just didn't sit right with me. I have most of this written already so I'll add a few chapters here and there while I work on finding my ending!
As always, please read and review!
Thea had never believed in magic. It was a made up idea that was for nothing more than the entertainment of children, and some questionable adults. There was no room for spells or magic wands in her reality.
But how could she deny what was right in front of her eyes? In the past few days she had witnessed things that couldn't be explained by logic. A man's eyes turning completely black, her body being ripped from time and space to be instantly transported somewhere else, chains appearing out of nowhere constricting her wrists, ankles and neck.
Yeah, this was magic. And it terrified her.
"You know this would all be over if you just tell me what I want to know." The red headed woman sighed as though she was quite bored with Thea. For days, she couldn't be sure how many, she'd been trapped in this dim basement chained to the wall behind her. The woman had never left. Not for a second. Not even to use the bathroom, which Thea was forced to do in a bucket... in front of everyone.
Everyone included the woman and two very large, very goonish men. But Thea's eyes hardly ever left the woman. Perhaps it was because she was the one holding the whip. Or the knife. Or the torch. It really just depended on her mood.
Today was the whip. It had Already cracked against Thea's skin a few times, leaving behind angry welts and in one case an open wound.
It sometimes seemed like there was nothing else in the world except for Thea, the woman, her toys, and those damn red gloves she kept snapping around her hands. Thea's body was in such shock and panic that a majority of the time she couldn't hear anything except her own heart beat and the snapping of the rubber gloves. She could see the woman speaking, but her voice never reached Thea's ears.
More than once, Thea had tried to give an answer, any answer to make her stop. In truth, she had no idea what the woman was talking about. It all sounded like madness. But she had tried to appease her.
"Where are the Winchesters?" The woman asked through a yawn. Thea was past the point of anger now, but when she had first seen the boredom in the woman's eyes she had been burning with rage. Did it bore her to torture another human? To burn their skin? To cut their flesh? To deny them food and sleep and water? Was this all just a big inconvenience?
"Arizona." Thea blurred out. She'd gone to Arizona with her parents once. It had been a boring trip, but it was the first place that came to mind. Were the Winchesters there? How the hell would she know. She didn't even know what a Winchester was!
"Kid come on." The woman threw her head back in frustration, her long red hair swaying down her back. "If you're gonna lie at least put some effort into it." Suddenly, as if being pulled by a rope, the woman came nose to nose with Thea. Her hot breath sprayed across her face as she hissed. "You're this close to becoming useless. " she held her hand up nearly touching thumb and pointer finger. "When I find you useless, I kill you. Slowly. I have a particular interest in flaying." She laughed bitterly. "Have you ever seen exposed muscle? It's actually quite beautiful."
Thea's stomach lurched at the thought. She wanted to die, but not like that. God please not like that.
"Please." She finally begged on a sob. "I don't know anything." Her voice was scratchy and hoarse from screaming. To Thea, it wasn't even her who was speaking. She didn't sound like that. Her voice was happy and strong. Not this rasping noise she was hearing.
"Aahhhh!" The woman yelled in Thea's face. "You pathetic little bitch!" She stood straight and buried the toe of her shoe into Thea's stomach. "Do you think they would save you?" She screamed down at Thea who was crumpled into a gasping heap on the floor. "Do you think those self righteous codependent idiots give a damn about your life?!"
"Maybe you should bribe her with something sweet." A thickly accented voice said. Thea's head jerked up instantly. It was the first voice she'd heard besides the woman's in... well however long she's been in the damn basement. "Try a piece of pie. They love pie. "
The man was standing in the corner, and she could have sworn he hadn't been there moments ago. He wore a black well fitted suit and shoes that somehow managed to shine in the poorly lit room. He gave off the same impression she'd expect to find in a used car salesman coming off a three day bender. A little rough around the edges but ultimately put together.
"You must have some planet sized balls to come here Crowley." The woman laughed. A sound that chilled Thea to the bone.
"While I assure you they're quite impressive," the man said smoothly "don't take me for a fool."
As if they'd been waiting for their cue, the two men turned their guns on the woman. Thea swore she saw her eyes flick red, but could she really trust her own mind at the moment?
"You know they won't win." The woman gave a sick smile.
"I don't need them to win." The man, Crowley, smiled in return. The two men sprung into action. The first hit the ground in a matter of seconds, his body seemed to hum and spark with electricity before he stilled.
Crowley was at her side before she even had time to process the death of the guard. He snapped his fingers and she felt the chains disappear. The damp air stung at the infected skin where the metal had rubbed.
"Time to go." Crowley said grabbing a hold of her arm. She noticed that he too was wearing gloves, but his were made of a soft black leather. The last thing Thea saw was the body of the second man fall at the red head's feet, and her red eyes glaring back at her.
