Supernatural-The Cult

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Chapter 2

When Dean came back he found the door open, a knot of unease started low in his stomach. He sat the bag of food down and drew out his gun from the back of his Levi's. He went inside, gun drawn and placed closed to his chest and looked around, noticing that Sam wasn't there.

"Sam!" Dean called out

He went to the bedroom, ducking his head around the corner gun poised on his shoulder,but found nothing, then checking the bathroom only to come up empty one more. Sighing heavily he went back to the door and almost closed it before a small white square of cloth caught his eyes. He found a cloth on the ground and picked it up. Taking a hearty whiff of the cloth he caught the faint smell of something sweet and cursed long and loudly

"Man can't we get a break just once." Dean yelled at the sky

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When Sam woke up he was in a room with a girl around his age, groggily he blinked and rubbed his eyes.

"Your awake?" She asked quietly,curiously watching him from her corner of the room which happened to be directly across from him.

Sam looked around the room, touching his aching head and found there was no windows, just a small room with four walls and one door, one way in and only one way out. Sam looked back to the girl who was sitting with her arms wrapped around her legs, her chin poised on her arms. She wasn't very tall, maybe 5'3" with a slim body and long glossy black hair that fell to her shoulders in soft waves, her brown eyes sparkled softly with unshed tears.

"Where am I,who are you?" Sam asked

"I'm Maggy and I don't know were we are." Maggy answered

"How long have you been here?" Sam asked

"About five days." Maggy said

Sam opened his mouth to ask more questions but was interrupted as five men filed into the room single file through the tall steel door of the room, their faces were shielded by thick black robes that swirled around them, even in the dim lighting and the looseness of their robes, Sam could see that all of the men were tall and well-built.

"It's time Maggy." one of the men said somberly

One of the men went to get Maggy, his hood falling back slightly to reveal a few set of pearly white teeth, the closer he got the more Maggy flinched away from him. Sam reacted on instinct and kicked the man in the stomach, watching as he doubled over in pain. The other men grabbed Sam and started kicking him in the stomach, Sam groaned but continued, determined even as blows glanced off his face. After Sam went to the floor, breathless and too tired to fight any longer, they took Maggy out and locked the door. Sam laid there holding his stomach, cursing them under his breath, he wanted to know what the men wanted and why they were here but he wasn't willing to get himself or Maggy hurt merely to salve his curiousity. He would have to be patient and wait until Dean came to save him. That is if Dean could find them in time.

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Dean went to the library and looked up everything about the bodies that were found in the 80's, his eyes aching from the amount of information thrown his way. He then went to the police station abd asked some questions, knowing instinctively that time was of the essence.

"I'm doing an article on the most violent murders in the papers about the bodies you have found, what can you tell me?"Dean asked

"I'm Officer White and I can help you with me." White said

They went in to White's office to talk. Dean sat in a chair in front of White's desk and listened as the officer outlined each of the murders.

"Where did you find the bodies?" Dean asked

"Out in the woods near interstate 41. Close to the road which makes us believe that the victims weren't local." White said

"Did you check the woods?" Dean asked

"Yes, there was nothing there, we think the bodies were killed some were else and then dumped there."

"Was their any obvious evidence of the murders taking place somewhere else?"

"Not yet, the coroner's are still looking through the evidence. I've got my guys as well as state police analying."

"Do you have any idea why some one did it?"

"Not really but we think it might be a cult."

"Why a cult?" Dean's interest was becoming more avid as the officer touched the subject of cults.

"In the 80's there were a rash of killings that were similar to these. I believe their were four bodies then but I would have to check the records on that. Most of the people were arrested, they claimed they were raising a demon of some sort but their logic is beyond me. I'm still at a loss as to why God fearing believe could be sucked in so easily. Anyway, they never found this leader that all the arrested swore existed."

"Could this be the same guy?"

"I can't say anything ether way, but my theory is that the leader came back and has already rallied his troops, so to say, and has started this demon raising business again."

"That'll be all. Thank you." Dean said, shaking the officer's hand before walking out of his office.

After finishing at the police station, nervous as ever, Dean returnrd to his hotel room and pulled out the laptop. He briefly wondered if he would make it in time.

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Sam sat on the floor thinking how he could get out but nothing came to mind. All he knew was he was taken and brought here, he also knew that he had been here for over two hours, he judged the time from the time Maggy had been taken. He tried the door but found that they had locked it, there was no way to knock the door down since it was made of a sturdy metal that would only cause himself injury. Since there was no windows he couldn't climb out. As he was considering all avenues of escape the door opened and five men came inside, Sam looked at them and seen that Maggy wasn't with them and that worried Sam. He stood up and looked at his captors with a glare.

"Where is Maggy?" Sam asked

"She's somewhere, I wouldn't worry about her.." One of them said, his face cloaked so sam could only see the malicious grin spreading across the bottom half of his face.

Before Sam could say anything a dart hit him in the ar, he stared at the dart with incredulity, his vision began to swim, the dull colors of the room spinning together into blissful black.

"This is going to be fun." Was the last thing Sam heard before spinning into unconsciousness.

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