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Previously:
When he approached the nurse station he had a strange feeling in his gut he knew something wasn't right. Suddenly the lights in the corridor started to flicker then all the lights went out. He heard the alarmed cries of the nurses of the patients about 2 seconds later the lights came back on as if nothing had happened.
He ran back towards Sam's room to find an empty bed
Dean stood there staring at Sam's room completely dumbstruck, tubes and wires hung uselessly around the now vacant bed. He felt the panic form in side his chest threatening to consume him.
"Sammy!?!" He yelled out desperately.
He ran into the adjoining bathroom in the vain hope that he was in there, he scanned the two rooms for Sam and any sign of the thing that took him. He went to the window and noticed a greyish powder on the sill. He dabbed it with his fingers and smelt it sulphur.
How could I have been so stupid? He berated himself, he had felt something was wrong before he left the room but he had ignored it idiot something had taken Sam and it was completely his fault, he should of never left the room.
He got out his cell from his pocket and pressed autodial.
Flashback:
"How come Sam is not with us Dad?" Dean said keeping his voice low as to not alert the creature that they were hunting.
"Like I said earlier Dean this hunt is too dangerous and Sam's to inexperienced" dean look at him suspiciously John had been giving vague and fixed answers to why Sam couldn't come with them. His Dad wasn't being completely truthful to him he could tell.
"Ohh ok then" He didn't see the point in pushing the matter he recognised the tone of his fathers voice.
His father hadn't really given him many details about what they were hunting, all that he had been told was that it was a two man job and that they were against some low level demons and that there might be hostages.
They had been walking through an overgrown forest for the last few hours but still no sign of the demons or the hostages.
"Dean" John said quietly as the approached a clearing in the woods. They both hid partially behind some trees as they evaluated the situation in front of them.
There were two men standing in a stone circle in between them was a teenage girl tied to some kind of alter, from their distance the couldn't get a good enough look of her to tell whether or not she was still alive.
John pointed to himself and then to them man standing closest to him then at Dean and the other man Dean nodded his agreement. The quickly came out of their hiding places and shot their assigned targets.
Dean quickly checked the men's pulses while John went to check on the girl on the alter.
"Is she ok?" Dean said finally getting a good look at her.
She was about 17 years old, long brown hair and fairly pretty. When he noticed her injuries he had to fight down the bile that was threatening to erupt from his stomach. She was completely naked the symbol from the boy in the photograph was carved into her chest; on her thighs the same symbol had been cut. At first he had though that she had been tied to the table but he was sadly mistaken, thin jagged looking knives had been thrust through her wrists pinning her to the table.
"Yeah barely" John said as he stroked some hair out of her face. Her breathes were slow and shallow. He pressed his finger to the pulse point on her neck it was shaky and erratic. Her skin was pale and she was surrounded by her own blood as it pooled from her wrists.
"What's your name?" he asked in a gentle tone of voice.
"Chloe…I'm going to die aren't I?" her voice quivered as she used the last of her energy.
"Yes" he looked her in the eye and took off his jacket placing it over her naked body.
"Did they finish the ceremony?" John shook his head.
"Good" She closed her eyes and her gasps stopped.
Sam woke up feeling strange the firm mattress from the hospital had been replaced with stone from what he could tell he was on some sort of alter great just great he thought. In the corners of the room there were a few candles which lit the room up in an eerie glow from what he could tell there were some symbol that bitch had carved into his chest.
He tried to get up found the he could not move, He strained his head to look at the cause he noticed two things firstly there was rope around his wrists legs and chest and secondly which was slightly more worrying was that his hospital scrub bottoms were missing and he was naked.
He groaned slightly Dean would have a field day with this when he found out. Where was he anyway? He tried to recount the events leading up to waking up here; the alleyway, Dean calling out his name, waking up in the hospital, Dean holding his hand as he struggled to speak. He had felt something wrong in that hospital room but couldn't speak due to the tube in his throat then Dean had left the room. The lights had gone out and he felt a sharp pain shoot its way through his body. The only small comfort he got was that Dean wasn't in the room when he was taken so at least he was ok.
He heard mumbling coming from behind he strained his head to look behind him, he could see the door and three figure a woman and two men he couldn't make out any of their faces but he did recognise her voice.
The group finished her conversion and she walked into the room while the others remained in the doorway. She made her way other to him hips swaying in a seductive manor as she did so.
"Hello Samuel" she said in a sultry voice.
"What are you?" Sam said shakily fixing his gaze to hers. She bent her head down to his and rested her cheek against the side of his face and stroke his chest with her hand.
"I'm many things to many people Sam, but to you I am master" She whispered into his ear, "And that is what you shall call me"
"Look lady there isn't a chance in hell that I will call you that"
"Oh Samuel you will call me master I can be extremely persuasive" she gently began kissing his jaw making her way down his neck causing Sam to groan in pleasure.
"I can make it fun" She made her way to his uninjured shoulder and bit down hard, Sam yelled out more from shock than pain.
"Just not fun for you" She said with laughter in her voice. She licked the blood coming from the newly inflicted wound.
"What do you want from me?"
"You will find out soon enough but first we shall have some fun" She grabbed his face and kissed him roughly on the lips he tried to jerk his face away be she held on forcing him to submit to the kiss.
"I'm bored, you bored?" Sam just ignored her.
"You know we can't play properly unless we have some toys" She walked out of his line of sight and returned with a knife one which he recognised from earlier. He tried to not let the fear show in his eyes.
She gently stroked his arm with the blade but not actually breaking the skin. With her free hand she ripped off the gauze from his shoulder and chest and threw them to the floor. She placed the bladed to the sewn up wound in his shoulder and cut the stitches she smiled as each stitch popped open he hissed in pain as his wound reopened.
"Now this is fun" She placed the knife by his head and used her phone to dig into the open wound Sam yelled out as pain flooded his senses.
She climbed up onto the table and straddled his hips; she placed her hands on his stomach and began to trace the outline of his six pack. She bent forward and put her mouth to his bleeding shoulder and drank the blood that was oozing from it. Sam struggled against his bonds trying to get away.
"Ohh I knew there was a reason I choose you your special I can taste it in your blood"
"What are you? … Some sort of vampire cult?" He asked looking round the room and the engravings.
"Vampire?!" She said angrily as she slapped him across his face "How dare you compare us to those bloodsucking vermin?"
"Well you do kinda have a thing for blood" He indicated to his shoulder with his head.
"We are not interested in any blood Samuel; we are only interested in special blood"
"Special blood?" Sam had a sinking suspicion what she meant by special.
"Powerful blood …. The blood of a physic"
"What makes you think I'm a physic?"
"We know who your are Samuel Winchester when know all about you and your family we've been watching you for years, we know all about your visions and your powers and that's just the tip of the iceberg"
"Watching us?"
"You actually thought old yellow eyes was the only demon interested in you?" Sam looked up at her in pure shock.
"You are very special Sammy very special indeed"
"Jareth I am ready" the guy from the alleyway entered the room, in his hands he held a engraved black cup and a tarnished silver bowl which had the diamond symbol cut into it.
"Ready? Ready for what?" He tried not to let the panic show in his voice.
"To begin the ceremony"
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