Hell in a basement
This dude must have been a demon in a past life or something. This was basically a giant torture room, with 3, now dead, torture victims hanging from the ceiling by iron chains. That is about all of the description you are going to get for 2 reasons. One, I don't want to think about it, hence me listing the reasons not to describe it. And two, you really don't want to hear about it. At all. Unless you're really bloodthirsty and gruesome. Thinking of blood, there is a lot of it down here, how come the CD's didn't smell it. Mind you, this isn't really a basement. I think it was built as an underground bunker. Just goes to show the good craftsmanship then doesn't it?
And during the time it took me to cover that in my head, we are now out of the bunker. Sam and Dean appear to have done the same thing as me. Yet another sign of being to alike. We, being me and Dean since Sam wasn't really used to carnage on that level, ensured that that bunker would never be opened again, unless you really wanted to get in, and were, like, vampire strong. The marble ones, not the ones that are more like Dracula. Not that either of them are really like Dracula anyway. The closest we've ever come to a 'Dracula' was that shape shifter that liked to pretend he was Dracula.
And once again, I'm practicing my monologue in my head.
"That was…" Sam began.
"Not as bad as Hell. So do you not have as much of a problem with it now that you know we did it to people who were as bad, if not worse, than this…thing?" Dean finished, referring to the torture me and he performed.
"Not so much anymore." Sam answered, looking like he might be sick if he opened his mouth again. That is definitely the most gruesome scene we've ever seen on a hunt.
"Let's just not think about that anymore then shall we?" I said cheerily, thinking of what we could do to mess with the CD's before we explain. Or even how we can confuse them while we're explaining. Then I remembered something I forgot. "We're not finished hunting yet." just as cheery. Even if what I said wasn't really something to be cheery about, considering the groans form the people I call my brothers.
"Don't be like that! We've done a hunt like this before. And all I need to say is that, apart from these ones here, there has been a suspicious lack of deaths, and some miraculously lucky escapes from death. Ring any bells?"
"There's a M.I.A Reaper?" asked Dean.
"Probably. Do you think some sickness pills would help Sam? He's not speaking."
"I'm fine! I'm fine! Is it really worse in Hell?" Sammy's alive!
"Not much." Dean said.
"Just way more." I added.
"A lot more." Dean again.
"Loads of it." now it's my turn to make Sam green.
"Back to the missing Reaper please!" hehehe.
"If you must." Deans turn to talk.
"Do either of you two know where we find a mystic?" Sam asked, back to practicality.
"No." Dean admitted, still ignoring the CD's.
"I do. There is actually a mystic by the name of Misty. Not very imaginative is it?" ignoring the CD's just as much as Dean.
"Do you think the Cullen's and the Denali's want to come along?" Sam - not ignoring the CD's.
So now Dean and Sam plus Rosalie and Emmett are in the Impala. Since they would appreciate the work of art that is the Impala more than any one else, they were getting to ride in it. Carlisle and Esme along with Alice and Jasper were in Carlisle's Mercedes. Alice seems to be annoyed with Edward about something, so Edward was driving all on his lonesome in his Volvo. I would have ridden with him, but after giving directions to all of the designated drivers, I raced them on my bike.
I was winning, Dean close on my tail, Edward quite possibly very frustrated at not being the fastest, and Carlisle reluctant to even race, so he was losing. I do kinda have the upper hand though, having less weight an' all. I've got to give it to the Impala though, second with Emmett on board. That has to be an achievement, but the Impala doesn't even look strained. And Dean is definitely enjoying winning against vampires, even if one doesn't really want to race him.
We arrived, with me in the lead and Dean shortly behind.
As soon as Emmett got out, his hand was in the air, waiting for someone to ask him to speak. Nobody let him until Edward and Carlisle got here.
"Why do we need to see a mystic?"
I know exactly what I'm going to do, and a little of how I'm going to do it, so I'll update today if I can. I might not and just try for a longer chapter of Did You Know Harry Potter Had A Twin.