Chapter 2

"What's your plan Dean?" I tell myself

"Fuck!"

'I'm tied to this tree and I just got my ass handed to me by this fucking demon. How did I end up here? Oh that's right I wanted an easy kill and this morning I saw this dumbass of a demon walking in the distance. I had just came back from the grocery store when I accidentally *sigh* dropped my mouthwatering beautiful pie on the ground. I think I looked at it for about 2 minutes without saying a word. '

"Why the pie God, why?!"

"You could've taken anything, just not the pie!."

I had to calm myself down and I counted to ten in my head. I was not going to loose it today over some pie, but if I would lose it for some pie it would be this one. The Diner I bought it at sells the best i've ever had. I put all of the groceries away and saw that it was still early. It was 12:00 in the afternoon. I cooked myself an AWESOME sandwhich and drank a cold beer. If I had that pie it would have been a perfect meal...*sigh*

I haven't seen Sam since he left three days ago with Garth on a hunt. I told him i'd tag along but he said no because of the reports of killing that were going on in the area and he left me to 'take care of it'. It's some demon called Damian Walter fresh out of hell.

I called him yesterday and he said him and Garth are hunting some sort of creature in Texas. It's going to take them a few more weeks, because they want to clean up the mess it left, but Sam said it looks like its gonna be an easy kill and they got a lot of amo, Garth really hit the jack pot this time.

Then I told myself why not go buy myself another pie? I have all the time in the world and I get to eat it all to myself.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna get me some pie!"

I walked out and locked up when I saw him. He was about 20 meters away from me and hadn't spotted me yet.

I hide behind the trees and get closer to him. He's walking towards a fire in the middle of the woods and he's dragging something but I can't tell what it is, i'm too far. I get closer and closer until I am just feet away, now I can see what he's dragging. 'shit' he's dragging a red headed dead chic. Her body is covered in blood and he's dragging her by the rope which is tied around her neck. He throws her into the fire and he's enjoying it, that sick bastard.

I have my gun with holy water bullets that I took from Garth. I'm ready to pull the trigger when I step on a twig and he turns around and looks at me with those fucked up black eyes.

Too late I already shot his ass and he is on his way back to Hell. I'm not going to lie, I felt good. It was an easy kill but what I didn't expect was that he had company.

I start walking towards the demon when I'm kicked from behind and thrown into a tree. My gun is thrown out of my hand and flies a few meters away, too far for me to reach it.

I land on my back and I pull out my dagger from my jacket. I jump up but this guy is on top of me before I know it. He's throwing punches left and right. I head but him and he falls back. I jump up and tackle him but he roles over so I hit the ground instead. My whole body is in pain and my head is throbbing. I can't block any of his punches he's stronger than I thought. The last thing I know is i'm flying through the air, then total darkness.

I wake up hours later because the sun is now setting. I open my eyes, well at least my eyes are not swolle,n I can still see perfectly. It takes me a while to adjust but finally I do. I feel the blood on my face dry and my body is aching almost every where. I reach for my face to check the damage but can't, my hands are tied. I'm here sitting on the ground tied to a tree and that is how I got here.

Who the hell is this bastard? and how long until I gank him? I don't have the gun and my dagger is I don't know where, but I'm armed with three more blades. I reach for my blade when I hear the leaves crunching and see the asshole that put me here.

"Dean Winchester. Why the pleasure is all mine"

He looks about 5'9, short brown hair, dressed like a douche, and I don't know who the fuck he is.

"And you are who?" I say

"Gasp, Dean Winchester does not know me?" he says in a mocking voice.

"Just tell me who you are cowboy" I try to reach for my blade but he's looking at my every move so i'll wait. If he wanted me dead, i'd be dead, this son of a bitch wants something.

"Ever heard of Clark Lancaster?" he asks

"No" I say, itching to find out what he wants

"Wait... I know that name..."

"Think Dean Think."

It sounds so familiar but I can't remember from where. Then it clicks, that's the name of one of the demons that got away from me a while ago.

"Yeah, I roughed him up a long time ago. Screamed like A bitch too." I say with a smirk.

"I let him go, that idiot couldn't walk without tripping over his own feet."

His eyes turn black as he grabs me by the neck

"Well guess who been killing and bulking up since then, you piece of shit"

Damn. Its him, I remember now. He was a skinny little guy back then, he even had a stutter but that's the same accent he had. same hair, same height, same every thing. He lets me go and shoves me hard against the tree. I gasp for air and cough to expand my throat.

"I've been waiting for you, I knew I'd see you again and just my luck that I find you today. I've been having fun with some ladies, you know the usual. Rough them up, have my way with them, kill them, then burn them. Just the usual fun"

"I was just on my way into town for my hunt for a new woman to have fun tonight but looks like killing you will be more fun... huh Dean? I"m really glad you took care of Damian for me, he was really starting to cramp my style." He pulls out my dagger from behind him and flaunts it in front of me.

I don't give a fuck now and I reach for my knife in my back pocket, luckily this is a skinny tree. It's in the tip of my finger I can almost reach it, just a little more stretch and I can pull it out.

"ah ah ah, there will be none of that Dean" He kicks my hands and pain shoots through my entire body. I can't help but yell in agony. He's laughing at me when suddenly he stops.

He sniffs the air and closes his eyes. "Looks like we've got company." He tilts his head to the road down hill and I can see a girl with dark hair wearing a dress, she is holding a map and leaning on a silver car, 'What is she doing here?'. She's looking around, she probably heard me yell. looks like shes contemplating whether to come and help or to just run.' Run, please just run!'

"Let's have some fun shall we? Well... let me have some fun and you can watch." with that said he runs towards her. She looks scared and is heading towards her car door. Fuck I dropped my knife when he kicked my hand and I can't run to her in time. If I yell something to her she's going to stop and listen but if I yell in pain again she'll take off. So I yell again, it's working, she's moving faster, but its too late, he's gotten to her.

I try to free myself but can't this rope is too fucking tight and it's cutting my wrists. I can't help but watch and yell in frustration. She's fighting but that won't work, this son of a bitch he's strong. She's yelling and he's grabbing her everywhere.

"Let her go!" I yell, but all he does is back hand her and knock her unconcious. She collapses onto the ground. He grabs my dagger and slashes her tires. "I don't want you taking off on me now, alright baby doll?" He puts the dagger in his waist band and picks the woman off the floor, he throws her on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and starts walking up the hill towards me.

"C'mon Dean think!" i tell myself but nothing comes to mind.

He reaches me and throws her harshly to the ground just a few feet in front of me.

All I can do is panic and then suddenly...

'I have a plan.'