Supernatural

Queen of the Damned

Chapter 2

A Tall Tale

Sam was sitting at the table hotel with his laptop in front of him. He was reading the Grimm fairy tale version of Snow White, hoping he could learn something. Anything that would help them understand what this woman was really talking about. She was sitting across from him at the table silent, lost within her own thoughts, with a hot cup of herbal tea in front of her.

Their first thought was to bring her to the hospital and leave her there for the doctors to deal with. But, with the way she appeared before them, the both of them decided against it. In the end, they brought her to the closest hotel room hoping that when she awoke, she could tell them exactly what happened. She did wake a few hours later, extremely thirsty, so Sam made her the very tea she was currently drinking.

Sam stifled a yawn and reread the story once again. He learned nothing new. He already knew the story of a Queen who had her daughter put to the death, because she was jealous of her beauty. The Queen was then tricked, thinking that her huntsman had killed her and returned with the heart. She then cooked it and ate it with no clue of who the heart really belonged to.

Snow White then ran to a cottage in the middle of the woods for refuge. When she got there, she was so hungry and thirsty, that she drank and ate. Then she grew tired and fell asleep. When the dwarfs returned later, they found Snow White and was so succumbed to her natural beauty that they didn't care she broke into their house.

The Queen later found out, from the mirror, that Snow White was still alive. She disguised herself as an old woman and went to the cottage. She tried different ways to kill Snow White, failing each time. Finally she created a poison apple, sharing a part of it with Snow White. The other half, she ate herself, but the piece she ate, was not poisoned. The part she gave to Snow White did have the poison. The moment she ate it, she fell on the floor dead. The Queen left happy and successful.

Once the dwarfs found out what happened, they built her a beautiful coffin and held a memorial for her. The prince bought the coffin with Snow White in it. Along the way, the apple became dislodged from her throat. She woke to find the prince and then ended up marrying him. The Queen meanwhile went to the wedding and died from a curse of dancing until she fell down dead.

He glanced at Dean who walked into the room with a six pack and a bag full of snacks from the local convenient store. He placed it on the table and handed a beer to Sam. He emptied the bag, which was filled with chips, cookies, beef jerky, and some fruit.

"The Snow White?" Dean asked again in disbelief. "Like the one from the fables?" He looked at her confused.

Snow looked at him. "The very one," She simply said still not fully coherent.

Dean sat down beside his brother and reached for one of the bags of beef jerky. He opened it and took a few pieces. "Like the one with the evil Queen and the seven dwarfs?"

Sam gave him a 'come on' look, but he ignored it. Snow White didn't notice his expression or didn't seem to care. She sighed and took the cup of tea in her hands. "I had to get away," She shook her head. "I had to."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked confused.

Snow White gave him a pained smile. "The tales or books that describe my life are pretty true," She said to him. "But, just like tales go, it is water downed somewhat."

"What do you mean?" Sam asked as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Well for starters," She asked him. "What do you know about the story?"

Sam told her everything he knew. Dean sat in silence, drinking his beer with an odd look on his face. He couldn't believe they were having this conversation. But he didn't think it was any different than when Dorothy came from Oz to kill the evil Witch. Plus with everything he and his brother have gone through so far, he shouldn't be surprised but when he is seeing or hearing.

Snow White took a sip of tea. "So what you don't know from that story is what happened after my wedding," She shook her head. "Everyone thought the Queen had died from the curse, but she didn't. I don't know how she survived, but I guess it is silly to stop questioning magic." She took another sip and shifted in her chair to get more comfortable. "She came after me harder and deadlier." She paused as a faraway look grew on her face. "She decided to come after me and my husband with an army. So to defend ourselves, we got together an army mixed with men from our kingdom as well as whatever dwarfs that decided to join. But we were no match for her army. She slaughtered everyone." She looked at Sam tears in her eyes. "The last thing I saw as I escaped, was my husband's castle on fire."

"I'm so sorry to hear that," Sam said gently, not sure what to really say. It was still weird to hear her story.

"On the run from her men," She continued, "I decided the only way to escape alive was to steal her book of magic and find something in there that would help me. I managed to conjure a spell that indeed did that. I went to four different universes or dimensions if you want to call it, trying to elude the Queen and her army. But she managed to follow me each time. In the last dimension, I met a weird creature of sorts that said men of letters are people that could help with my situations. So I came here to get your help."

"And the Queen?" Dean asked.

Snow White looked at him. "I can feel her," She said with slight horror in her eyes. "She is already here."

"The two guys in the alley way," Sam pointed out.

Snow White looked at him confused. "What are you talking about?"

"Earlier today we came across two teens who had been attacked," He glanced at Dean briefly. "They had massive scratch marks on their throats and their hearts were removed."

"Oh no," She shook her head. "She got to them trying to find me." She set her cup on the table. "Did she take any bites out of the hearts?"

"Yeah she did," Dean said feeling grossed out.

"Damn," She shook her head.

Sam shook his head. "Wait," He interjected. "Are you saying that she is a cannibal?"

Snow White nodded. "From the moment she ate the heart," She told him. "She grew a hunger for it. Only the heart though. She feels with each heart she eats, it will make her stronger."

"Wow," Dean said in disbelief.

"Yeah," Sam agreed.

Snow White leaned forward in her chair resting her arms on the table. "I know that it is a lot to take in," She said to them. "But I really need your help."

Sam took an orange and began to remove the peel. "What kind of help are you looking for?" He asked.

"I am not sure exactly," She shrugged, "But I know that the Queen will stop at nothing until she has my head."

Dean reached for another beer. "So all we need to do then is find the Queen and kill her." He opened it and took a drink.

"Easier said than done," Snow White said eyeing the apple on the table. She shook away the memory of the last time she had an apple and grabbed some beef jerky instead.

Sam watched her reaction to the apple and understood her feeling about it. "Dean is right," He told her, "We will need to find her and find her weakness. Then we exploit it."

"As I mentioned before," She took a bite of the beef jerky. "Interesting taste and texture." She frowned. "Anyways, the Queen is smart and devious." She looked at both Dean and Sam. "She won't make it easy."

Sam shook his head and glanced at Dean. "I am not expecting her to make it easy." He said to her. "In fact, with everything that my brother and I have experienced so far, we know that it will be a challenge."

Dean wanted to tell her that their whole life has been a challenge, but he decided against it. "But we are up to it," He told her instead.

Snow White smiled at him. "Thank you." She said to him. She took another bite of the beef jerky not sure if she liked it or not. All she knew was that she was hungry.

"You mentioned earlier that you stole the Queen's spell book and used it to get here," Sam asked as he reached for another beer. "I would say that in order to find the Queen that is the best place to start."

Snow White took reached for her cup of tea. She had forgotten about it for a few minutes and it was now cold. She took a sip and made a face, not wanting anymore of it. Instead she took a beer and opened it. "I have hidden and would not like to get it until the Queen is dead." She told them.

"Why is that?" Dean asked her. "It would make sense to use the book against her. I imagine there are countless spells we could use."

"There are," Snow White said, "But the moment I take the book the out of hiding, the Queen will know exactly where it is. It's almost as if she and it are connected somehow." She took a drink of beer. "I used a spell to keep it hidden, but the moment I get it, the spell is useless."

Dean and Sam looked at each other briefly. "What is her weakness?" Dean asked her. He scratched at his arm trying to ignore the mark. It was beginning to bother him.

Snow White looked at him, noticing his discomfort. "Besides me?" She exhaled loudly. "She wants to be the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom. Though this is not her kingdom, her desire to have me killed has blinded her. She will stop at nothing until I am dead, but you guys already know that." She took another drink of beer. "What's wrong with you?" She glanced at his arm.

Dean pulled his shirt sleeve down to his wrist. "Nothing," He said with a reassuring smile. "Bug bite." If he told her about the mark, which of course he wouldn't, he wouldn't know where to start.

He knew Sam was aware how bad it was, even if he lied to him about it. From the lack of sleep, to the gruesome nightmares about blood and carnage when he did manage to sleep, and to the lack of appetite, it was pretty clear that the mark was a drain. But he didn't want to admit to it, just as much as he wanted to succumb to its calling. It reminded of him of the ring's seduction in the Lord of the Ring movies.

"This is nothing like the Disney version of it," Dean mumbled.

"The what?" Snow White looked at him confused.

"Never mind," Dean said with the wave of his hand.

"Anyways," Sam interjected. "The Queen has to have some weakness, besides you." He leaned forward in his chair. "Like does using magic make her weak? Does she need to rest after using magic?"

"Not anymore," Snow White shook her head. "She grows stronger with every passing day. I don't know how to defeat her on my own."

"Well that is why you came to us for help," Sam said to her. "I would say, the first step is to do what Winchester's do best."

Snow White looked at the both of them. "What does that mean?"

Dean and Sam looked at each other and didn't even have to say anything to know what they were both thinking. It was time to meet the Queen. But on their own terms. Before they did that, they would have to grab a few things from the impala and the bunker.

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