Revenge
Chapter 4
Author's Note: Hey guys! Glad to see so many people are reading my story but not too many reviews. Hope you guys are still enjoying it! Anyway, here is chapter 4 of Revenge.
With the Beatrix
The Beatrix was roaming aimlessly through the dark; it was waiting, albeit not patiently, for the exact right moment to strike out at an innocent victim.
Its orders were simple. Rack up a large enough body count to ensure that both Sam and Dean would be lured into its trap. The second part of its orders however was a bit more difficult. It had to try and create an opening in the Winchester defenses so that it could scratch Sam causing him to become ill. It knew that by going after the younger brother, the witch would have easier access to the older brother and that was her goal. Make Dean pay.
The Beatrix brought its nose up sniffing the cool night air; it was trying to locate any trace of a person might become its next meal. It had already killed two people in the last three hours, so it should be well on its way to getting the brothers attention at this point. It was snowing at the moment; and the roads were already being blanketed by a thick cover of white snow. The Beatrix's breath was coming out in thick white puffs of steam that hung heavy in the increasingly cold night air.
A loud thump caused the creature to shift its icy blue in a direction not too far from its current position. The unexpected noise had alerted the Beatrix that it had found its next meal clomping home in the rising snow. It made its way silently towards the sound. It hid in the shadows, approaching in a stealthy manner. It was a perfect hunter stalking its prey, waiting patiently to make its move.
A young woman, about twenty years of age, came through the clearing. She did not realize that tonight would be the last night that she might be alive. The Beatrix waited for her to move past its current position and then with a quickness that only this type of creature would possess, it was directly behind her. The girl turned upon hearing something unusual behind her, but before she could take more than a step, the Beatrix slashed out its claws. Deep gashes appeared across her throat causing her hands to go automatically to her neck in a desperate attempt to staunch the flow of blood… She quickly put both her hands on her neck trying to stop the bleeding. The thick crimson of her blood splashing down through her hands only to stain the white of the snow beneath her.
It only took a few minutes before she landed on the ground with a lifeless thud; her warm scarlet blood steaming in the frigid evening air. She was yet another victim in the rapidly growing numbers of deaths caused by the Beatrix.
The young woman's face was pale in the cascading moonlight, giving her an almost angelic appearance. Snow was gently falling on her only to mix with the blood that was still flowing from the gaping wounds in her neck, a growing pool of blood surrounding her slowly cooling body. The Beatrix glanced down at the body, its hollow dead eyes seeing that its job was now finished. It slunk back into the shadows, the pale blue glow of its eyes the only thing visible in the surrounding darkness.
Back with Sam and Dean:
Sam and Dean were in the Impala, the road flying beneath her wheels when they had heard a police report about several murders. The murders had happened right in the town where they were currently travelling through. Lucky for them they had heard the report only moments before they had left the motel in search of the Beatrix itself. They both knew that these murders were in fact the Beatrix. The creature had to have caused all these deaths and now they were rushing to where it was seemed to be waiting; before there were any more casualties.
Sam was looking out the window watching carefully to see if the Beatrix was somewhere around them. Dean was concentrating on driving on the slick roads, while tapping on the steering wheel and listening to Metallica. Sam had to admit, that his brother's music was actually starting to grow on him. He had gone from absolutely hating it, when Dean picked him up from Stanford, to tolerating it. Sometimes he found that he actually enjoyed listening to it, although he would never admit that to Dean.
It certainly beat the silence that always seemed to permeate the air between after they'd had an argument. Mostly because it would mean that he had to start thinking about a few things. One of those things being his supposed destiny. Sam hated to admit it, but his destiny scared the shit out of him. He didn't know when or even if it would happen. And even if he tried to change it by saving as many people as he could, there was no guarantee that that would even stop it from happening.
Ever since the demon Meg had possessed him a few months ago, he and Dean had been sticking a lot closer to each other. In the hopes that things like that wouldn't happen again. Sam understood that what he'd done to Dean while he was possessed wasn't his fault. As soon as those thoughts crossed his mind he quickly shook his head to rid himself of the unwanted memories.
Dean, seeing Sam's obvious distress, glanced over at him the worry written clearly across his face. As soon as Sam turned to look directly at his brother, Dean quickly slid the mask of indifference back over his face. It was almost like the worry was never there to begin with. The eldest Winchester cleared his throat before deciding to talk to Sam.
"So Sam, you found anything yet?" Dean asked his voice rather calm before turning his attention back to the road quickly. It was Obvious to Sam that he didn't want to wreck his baby.
"No I haven't found a thing, not yet anyway. There's nothing like we found in the alleyways or anything." Sam looked away from Dean as soon as his brother had asked him the question. He was once again looking out the window as the cloak of darkness made it difficult for him to see…but not impossible. Out of the corner of his eye he saw movement, causing him to look more carefully at the spot and that was when he caught a quick glimpse of the Beatrix.
"Stop! Dean Stop! There it is!" He shouted quickly, causing Dean to slam on the brakes abruptly. Both Sam and Dean jumped out of Impala, Sam not even bothering to wait till it had stopped completely. The brother's both ran to where Sam had seen the Beatrix. They began to look around for any signs for it. Years of fighting together had them back to back making sure that the Beatrix couldn't come from behind and attack them.
"Any sign of it, Sammy?" Dean asked while pointing his gun directly in front of himself; he and Sam had both pulled their pistols as soon as they'd exited the car. Both of their weapons were loaded with silver bullets and ready to kill if needed.
"Nothing yet." Sam was alert and completely focused on the task at hand. He was looking everywhere around them for the current position of the monster that they had come to kill.
It only took a few seconds before they heard growling off to their right. The brother's quickly spun their combined gazes in that direction only to see glowing blue eyes off in the darkness. They quickly turned around, changing their positions so that they were standing next to each other. Their weapons were currently pointing directly at the Beatrix; causing the creature to move slowly out of the curtain of darkness; only to reveal its repellant form in the streams of moonlight.
The Beatrix finally stood, fully exposed, in front of Sam and Dean. It was on all fours preparing to launch at one or both of them. The dead eyes were staring directly at Sam, knowing that he was the person it was supposed to target. It shifted slightly, flickering its eyes toward Dean and then narrowing them in response to what it saw. The creature knew it had to somehow distract the older brother to get to Sam.
It seemed like a stalemate beast vs human. Hunter vs hunted.
They stared at each other for what seemed like forever and then suddenly all they could hear, from everywhere around them, was laughter…and evil laughter at that. They moved their eyes toward the sound, which appeared to be coming from where the Beatrix was at. They caught sight of a young lady with cold blue eyes staring directly at them standing next to the creature. Dean quickly redirected his aim toward the witch while Sam's remained trained on the Beatrix.
"Who are you?" Dean demanded from the witch, his gaze narrowed as he glared at her.
"Oh Dean you don't recognize an old friend? I'm surprised you don't remember me…considering you did murder my son." Her mouth curved up into an evil smirk knowing full well he would know who she was, particularly now that she had reminded him of what he'd done. Dean's eyes seemed to widen a bit as soon as she mentioned her son, but a fraction of a second later his face was back to its normal blank look. Sam turned his head a bit to look questioning at Dean, his eyes seeking an answer to this accusation from the woman.
"What's she talking about Dean?" Sam sounded genuinely confused.
"Long story Sam. You were at Stanford; I was on a hunt for witches. She was the witch…along with her son. I thought I had killed her, but apparently I was wrong. Her son however didn't make it. I hit him in the heart with my bullet." Dean answered his brother; not taking his eyes off of the witch that now she stood in front of him and Sam.
"Oh so you do remember. I knew that I would run into you again and I swore to myself that I would get my revenge on you one way or the other." She hissed; glaring directly at Dean. Almost like recounting the death of her son had increased her anger from smoldering to a raging inferno.
"Oh sweetheart you should've thought about that before you started to use supernatural creatures and monsters to kill innocent people." Dean snarled in response. He glanced over at the Beatrix and seeing its blue eyes and making a connection for the first time; she was controlling it.
"So you're the one who made the Beatrix kill all of those people. It all makes sense now; all these deaths. They were creating a trail for us to follow so that you could try to kill me." Dean answered, rather calmly, even though he knew he and his brother were in a bad situation at the moment. The witch just seemed to smile even wider at hearing his obvious understanding of the situation. She nodded her head in his direction, letting him know that he was in fact…correct.
Before Dean had a chance to answer her not-so-subtle-look, she lunged at him, a knife glinting in the moonlight. He barely had enough time to dodge it, before noticing that he had ended up being separated from Sam. In the same time that she had darted toward Dean, the Beatrix had come straight at Sam. It's only aim, to fulfill the mission that its master had assigned it. Sam's eyes widened and he moved swiftly out of the way so that it wouldn't collide with him. What he wasn't expecting was when the Beatrix made a complete U-turn and came straight at him again catching him completely off guard. This time Sam wasn't able to react fast enough and was slammed into the ground by the Beatrix. He struggled against its power, trying to get it off of him, but his arms had been pinned to his sides by the Beatrix.
Dean saw the desperate situation of his little brother, trying quickly to get to him, but finding that he was blocked off by the witch herself.
"I don't think so Dean. Your fight is with me…not the Beatrix." She smiled cruelly when Dean glared at her.
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, a piercing scream sliced through the air, coming from the direction where the Beatrix had been attacking Sam. Dean spun towards the piercing noise, his eyes widening in shock when he saw Sam lying on his back with the Beatrix on top of him. There were three large gashes that now marred Sam's stomach, the crimson blood gushing from them.
"No! Sammy!" Dean shouted in rising fear as he rushed toward his brother, completely ignoring the witch and rushing straight for the Beatrix. The witch, it seemed, didn't really care at the moment. She let Dean run right by her in order to get to Sam.
What she wasn't expecting were the three shots that came only a few moments later, slamming straight into the Beatrix's chest, directly where its heart was. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized that her puppet was now gone.
Once again Dean had killed something that meant something to her. Her eyes blazed in uncontrolled anger as she watched the Beatrix's body fall to the ground, its icy blue eyes clouding over in death. She watched as Dean knelt tenderly beside Sam pressing gently but firmly down on his wounds, trying to staunch the blood flow and earning a pained groan from Sam. As she watched the brothers she had a new idea, her lips slowly curling up into a grin as she looked directly at Sam, his own pained gaze smashing into hers as she looked directly at the youngest Winchester. Dean knew that the poison was already coursing through Sam's body and that it was steadily weakening him, maybe even killing him. She knew that Sam wouldn't die from the poison. The boys will was too strong and combine that with the simple fact that he didn't want to leave Dean alone in this world.
Sam and the witch were still staring unblinkingly at each other as her eyes flashed a deep sapphire color. A few seconds later Sam's eyes also flashed with that same intense sapphire and he seemed to relax a bit. Sam stared at her as though he was in a trance and she smiled again when she saw his eyes turn from his normal eye color to that of dead icy blue… just like the Beatrix's eyes.
Instead of Sam's eyes reflecting the previously held innocence, they now showed only a lifeless and hollow quality. Dean hadn't seen any of this as it happened, which was her intention. She quickly muttered a spell under her breath which caused Sam's eyes to go back to their normal color. Once her job was done she turned and left, leaving Dean with Sam lying limply in his arms, weak from the blood loss of the gashes across his stomach.
Unbeknownst to the oldest Winchester, his little brother was now in fact controlled by his enemy.
Author's Note: And that's the end of Chapter 4 you guys! I've been shooting out really long chapters now haven't I? :D I hope you enjoyed the chapter and as always please leave me a review!
