Chapter Ten; Too Far Gone.
"Oh no," Dean grumbled. "No, No, no no" He hated it. He hated the fact that while he was looking for his only daughter he found nothing but a string of bodies. Most of them were demons, some monsters that she stumbled across and other's not so much. Dean knew what it was like to be in hell, 480 years to be exact. Dean remembered lying to his brother saying it was forty years and it for months but the truth is, in hell, time goes way faster, 120 times faster than earth.
Dean didn't dare try to work out the math of how long his little girl had been in the pit. And Sam? he was in the cage for a much longer time hold up with Lucifer. He couldn't begin to imagine what that was like and it broke his little brother. He just wanted to know what happened to his little girl.
And he knew that Hazel didn't want to be found. She'd been on the run before, eight months on her own before she found him and his brother. Dean glanced at the TV again. Switching it off.
"She's hunting not murdering," Dean said getting off the couch. Sam looked at his brother with sympathy.
"She's long gone Dean" He sighed. "She's killing people. That's not our Hazel anymore. It's worse; a lot worse than either of us have done"
Dean turned to his brother with a stern look. "I'm not killing my daughter"
"I didn't say that," Sam said straight away. "We just - we just got to know all our options. Even the ones we don't like"
She'd blacked out again. This time she found her self-hanging out with another demon. Rick. The guy that helped her steal the music box. It took her a moment but she realised. The hunter told her about the had-of-god because he was possessed and Crowly wanted the weapon, he didn't want her soul but he knew it was the only way to get the powerful weapon and mess with the Winchester's.
She leaned back into the red and yellow checked seats of the Diener. "So what's Crowly planning?"
"I don't know what you're talking about?" Rick responded looking at her feign confusions. Demons lie.
"Don't play stupid" She rolled her eyes. "I'm just curious"
"I'm not sure," Rick said. "But he's paranoid something big is coming and he wants something powerful to protect him"
"I see" She nodded
Hazel didn't know how they found her but they did. She didn't like it one bit. She and Rick stood at one end of the abandoned warehouse while Dean and Sam were at the main exit. Guns loaded, ready to fight.
"You bitch" Rick hissed turning to Hazel who just stood there looking bored. "You led them right to me? I'll kill them"
Hazel's head turned to the side as she gave what he said though. Dean and Sam didn't miss the panic on her face that was soon covered by a cruel smirk.
"I like the way you think" She drawled out walking to him. "Do it"
Rick hesitated and she pulled her gun out without even flinching, A steady hand aimed. The trigger pulled.
"DEAN!" Sam yelled as he watched his brother crumple to the floor. Blood pooling around him.
"See dead" Hazel stated. "I'm no Winchester " She took hold of his shoulder and in a blink, they were gone.
Dean, on the other hand, groaned, pain splitting the side of the skull and his ears were left ringing. He rolled onto his front and pushed him self up.
"Dean? Dean? - oh god, you're alive?" His baby brother's panicked voice filled his ear.
"No, I'm six feet under. Of course, I'm alive" Dean remarked sarcastically. "The bullet grazed me. She missed"
"She just faked your death to the supernatural world," Sam said. Dean looked to Sam.
"Why though? Why go through all this?"
"I don't know" Sam admitted. "But we better get out of here"