Authors note: Okay as you all know this is a Supernatural fanfic, since you did click on supernatural. This story is going to take place after the Winchester father died. And for future reference I do not own Supernatural… I don't really know why I have to state that but most/ if not almost all the authors I have read so far always say it. So just in case of some unknown purposes that I don't know of… YEAH…

Summary: Dean and Sam meet 'the slayer' that their dead father once knew. The brothers finally finds out what the yellow eyed demon is after and the master plan behind it all. But with new adventures comes new challenges. Dean is given an option to take the Demons side, will he take it or not? Read more…..R&R

Hunters meets Slayer

Chapter 11

First Man Down

By: Venetrixis

( P.S this is me trying to finish up the story as fast as I can. Which unfortunately is not fast enough. P.S I hate proof reading and grammar.)

Sam opened his eyelids slowly, feeling the weigh as he force them open. He could feel the rough wall rub against his back. Feeling newly found pain course throughout his body as he felt consciousness. The image was a blur, mere shadows of people.

His head was spinning, feeling the pain from the previous blow that had led him to this situation.

Flashback

" What the hell were you thinking?!!!" Lexie paced around, her hands in a fist. She'd been wanting to hit Dean for a while now. Sam had requested that they go to the car. They had followed his orders without question.

Dean positioned himself on a tree, not bothering to answer any of their questions, until they stop yelling at him or calmed down a little.

" What the hell Dean! You go off without even saying anything to us!" Sam yelled.

" If you wanted to go. I would've let you go! Instead of pushing me to the ground and go all mysterious on us!" Lexie stood behind Sam, fuming.

" What is going on, Dean? What the hell is happening? Huh!" Sam moved closer to him. Dean stared blankly at both of them, knowing fully well that they were talking about different things.

" What if something happened in there? What if whatever was there wanted to murder you?" Lexie leaned on the car, not wanting to get closer to Dean.

" What the hell is happening Dean?" Sam repeated, looking Dean in the eye. " What are you keeping from me?"

" Nothing." Dean said coolly. He didn't want to tell Sam anything. He didn't know why, but he just didn't. Maybe it was the fact that the demon just told him that Sam was a key to an army. He knew that he couldn't keep the secret forever but he also wanted to keep it from him as long as possibly could.

Sam chuckled at his response. " Nothing." Sam said sarcastically. " Of course its nothing. Its always nothing! You know dad use to say the same thing. He would keep us in the shadows, making us do whatever he wanted us to do. Follow his orders with out question, his little two drones. That what we were!"

" You have no right to talk about him like that. Sam!" Dean shot back. " Or didn't' you forget all the things that he'd done for us. He saved your ass plenty of times!" Dean stepped up to Sam, looking up at him. " You don't know anything!"

" That's right Dean!.. I don't know anything!" Sam glared down at his older brother. "How could I when you keep secrets from me… I had to hear it from a demon that my own family were keeping secrets from me. Dean!" Sam took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. " How betrayed do you think I felt when I found out. All this time we were searching for who I am, and the answer where right in front of me."

Dean gaze down, unable to look at his own brother. He had made a promise to his father, a promise that he might have to break.

" Litlith told me. She said that you knew what I was." Dean stared at his brother, pitying him. "But how would you know? And even if you did why didn't dad or you say anything about it… Why keep it a secret?" Sam kept his gaze at him; spilling the questions and emotions he had felt since that day. He wanted to know why they kept this from him. Why was he kept in the dark? Didn't they trust him?

" What am I, Dean?" Sam looked down at him, questions in his eyes.

Dean stared into Sam's eye, seeing it plead for the truth. He had been lied to for while now. A secret that even Dean wished he didn't know about. Dean paused for a moment, before starting his story.

" Before dad died…he told me something"

" What?" Dean looked at the ground, not wanting to look Sam in the eye. " He said that he wanted me to watch out for you, take care of you."

" He told you that a million times." Sam stated.

" Yea." Dean gazed up at Sam. " But this time was different. He said that I had to save you."

Sam stared into his brother eyes seeing the sadness that he never seen before. " Save me from what? The demon?"

" No, Sam… from yourself… Look. I wish our old man hadn't told me." Dean looked at Sam, wanting him to know how hard this was for him. That he wasn't the only one who felt alone. " Sam. I don't know what to do? Sam I'm.. " Dean began but was interrupted.

" What do you mean save me from myself?" Sam didn't want to hear his apology, not wanting to forgive him so easily for what he'd done.

Dean nodded his head to himself, knowing that Sam didn't want to understand what he went through. But he should have seen it coming. " He said that you will become something. And that if you do…I would have to kill you."

There was a pause, none of them really knowing what to say. Sam looked down, unable to look at his brother anymore.

" Look, lets just forget about this." Dean began a fake smile on his face. " I want to rest, I'm tried looking for this demon or hunting."

"Dean." Dean looked up at him. " When the time comes?…Will you be able to kill me?"

Dean knew he was serious. " For real Sam, I don't really know."

" You have to promise me that you'll kill me." Sam looked at his brother, asking a request that would cause to much pain for his brother. " You have to promise me Dean."

Dean scratched his head. He never wanted this to happen. " I don't know."

" Dean! Millions will die if you don't kill me."

" Sam, you don't even know that. For all you know you alive will cause world peace and end world hunger!"

" Fuck Dean! This is not a joke!" He yelled. " I need you to do this for me."

Dean stared at him tears about to fall from his eyes, " There must be some other way."

" Fine, but if there isn't… You will kill me." Sam stated.

" Fine." Dean said blankly. He walked towards the car, only to be stopped by Lexie.

" Hold on there Romeo. Your not done yet." Lexie blocked his path, her arms folded. She knew this was not the best of time to ask, but she had to know. Asking her question later would only make her feel awkward. " What did they say?"

Dean sighed; he knew what she was talking about. But he also didn't want to talk about it. " Later." He waved her away not wanting to talk to her anymore. He hated doing this to her, but he really wasn't in the mood.

" Now, Dean." Lexie blocked him again, narrowing her eyes at him.

Dean looked at her, feeling her anger. " You can't stop it." Lexie stared at him waiting for him to finish his story.

"He...she, whatever it was said there was no way to stop it… Sam." Dean said turning his head towards Sam. " And the others are the keys. Together they open the seven gates of hell…where the army is." Dean said blankly, putting no emotions to his words. He didn't tell them all the facts, but it was enough to get them by. Dean remembered what the demon had told him ' death was his gift.' These words repeated in his mind, not really knowing what to say or think about it. If that was his gift, then will he be able to kill Sam when the time comes? Dean didn't know and he also didn't want to think about it anymore.

Dean walked away from Lexie, moving himself closer to the car. Lexie stared back at him, feeling bad for the future to come. He would have to make a choice, to kill his own brother.

Sam stood behind her, putting his hand on her shoulder. " Let's go." She nodded, following him to the car.

"This era, is unacceptable. Human walk audaciously, while demon are merely myths trapped in the dreams of children. " Sam could since the woman annoyance. Her voice was harsh and demanding to the world around her.

" That will change, be patient my lord." A man voice now was heard. His voice deep and rugged.

" Your previous plan was a failure. To think that you will succeed in your action is imputable."

"It may have been but at least we know."

"You acknowledge nothing. The rising is rapidly arriving and your master will not be satisfied in your progress."

" If you're so displeased of my progress then why don't you do it yourself."

The woman looked at the man in disgust. " I would kill you right now; watch your skin peal off your body. Your screams will be songs in my ears and your blood, my entertainment."

" Watch it there princess. You know as will as I do that you will not harm me."

The woman placed her hand on the mans neck, lifting him off the ground. " You do not command me." He grinned at her. She felt him taunting her. This lower demon was trying to break her pride, she thought. She dropped him on the ground, watching him as his lungs yearned for air. She turned her head towards the door as another woman entered. " What is your purpose here?"

" I'm offended." The woman said, placing her hand on her chest in mock offense. The woman amused herself, feeling a cold smile creep on her flawless face. " Can't a girl simply have the pleasure to be in the presence of two of the most precious people in the world to me."

" I do not feel this pleasure you speak of, only a poignant feeling. I feel more pleasure watching you die, screaming in my hands." Sam could see the woman shadow as she walked out of the room. He kept his eyes on her until she was gone. Sadness swept over him.

" She's a ray of sunshine. Makes me feel all warm and cozy inside."

" What do you want Litlith?" He said dully.

" What, you don't believe me either?" Litlith said sounding shocked.

" Cut the act, I don't have time for you."

Litlith placed a small smile on her face, moving herself leisurely towards him. She placed herself comfortably on top of him, spreading her legs to give herself leverage. The man narrowed his eyes at her, revolted by her actions. " I just want to play." She whispered.

He scowled at the woman in front of him, feeling her eyes on him. He places his hand on her chest, smiling at her seductively before pushing her off of him. He walked over her, hearing her chuckle behind him, his ears bleeding for relief. " Knock yourself out." he said closing the door behind him.

Sam kept his eyes close as he heard her advance towards him. In moments felt her cold hands caress the cuts on his body. She dug her nails slowly into them, pealing the loose skin off his body. Sam flinched at the pain. He opened his eyes knowing that was what she wanted.

" My little toy is awake." Litlith moved closer to him. She could feel his breath heavily on her skin. " I guess its time to play."

" Fine. Then let's play man hunt." He narrowed his eyes at her, as she chuckled at him amuse by his words. " I will kill you, and I won't regret it."

" Me?" Litlith traced the muscle on his body, feeling his breath for her. " I'm not the one who killed her."

Flashback

Sam walked up the stairs to the room they had rented. The group had gone to a small town in North Carolina for another gig. The town use to be full of farms until the depression. The they were sold, made into factories and into the small town it is now.

They had rented two rooms in the only hotel in town, 5 miles away from town. The hotel used to be a large farm house, but the owner had no more money, turning their house into a hotel for people who wanted to relax. The hotel's definition of relaxing ( disliked by Lexie) was giving the residents a plot of land in their stay, making it into a garden .

Lexie had said it was harsh labor only meant to make the stupid people work on their land and sell there hard work for money. But some of the people did it and enjoyed it.

After the fight two night's ago, Dean had decided that it would be best to find all the people like Sam or as he quoted it " lets go unite Sam's X-men league." They had done some internet research only to find that there was only 6 people other then Sam who's house was burned down, six month after their birth. Four of these people were reported missing. One with unknown residency and one living here.

The theory to the missing people, was that they were either dead or kidnap by the demon. The likely theory was the kidnapping, the fact that they needed them to open the portal was a given.

Sam walked in the room, carrying food in his arm. " Hey your awake!" Sam said happily.

Raven turned to him, giving him a weak smile. " Yea I guess so. If you call my eyes half open and heavy and my brain snoring awake."

"Well you were out for a while and I think I you drooled while I was putting you in bed." He gave her one of his dashing smiles, before putting the food in front of her.

" Haha. That's really funny Sam. If you keep it up, I might not teach you anymore magic."

" Nooo. I'm sorry." Sam said putting his arm out to her as if to stop her.

" Good."

" But you really did drool on me, I even have the wet spot on my shirt to prove it." He grinned at her, pointing at the shirt he wore last night on the nightstand . Raven turned to look at the shirt, only to see a large dark spot. She smiled apologetically. " I'll buy you a new one?"

He chuckled at her response. " I think I can live without that shirt. Plus the mighty power of the washing machine, and captain detergent will do just fine."

She smiled at him. " Okay, but let me make it up to you by teaching you how to control you powers better. Deal?"

" I don't know… " He stared at her, as if pondering over the issue, Raven gave him a questionably look. " Ohhh… okay." Sam said playfully as if giving up something precious, giving her another one of his seductive smiles.

" Ok!" Raven clapped her hands together, sitting herself properly on the bed. " Move that." she said pointing at the remote.

Sam concentrated at the remote moving it across the table. " Very good, I think you did better then me on my first month"

" Thanks."

" But you should learn to control the movement. Just because you can move the thing, doesn't mean you have control."

" But I moved it, did you just not see me move it from one side of the table to the other."

" Yea but it almost fall off the edge of the table."

" But it didn't and that's what count." Sam pointed out. Raven rolled her eyes at him.

"Okay… Then bring that Bible to you."

Sam did as he was told. He stared at the Bible, concentrating to make it move to him.

The book flew off the table and into Sam's face forcing him back. He gently grab the book and threw it to the floor. The sound of Raven laughing in his ear.

" That's what you get for making it go fast." Sam narrowed his eyes at her, causing her to laugh harder then she already was. " Hahaha… You have this huge red mark on you forehead and the word BLE!!" She pointed at the letters, laughing all the while.

" Ohh yeah… I'll give you a mark to laugh about!" Sam jumped at her, catching her off guard. She screamed after seeing a large figure come towards her. Sam placed himself on top of her, pinning her hands on her chest with one hand. He wrote loser on her forehead with his nail.

" Ahhhh!!!! Stop, okay.. okay Stop!!! Ahhhhh" Raven screamed closing her eyes, Sam's hands were now on her face, pushing her head down on the mattress under her.

Raven wrapped her left leg around Sam's right, forcing his legs to go straight before flipping him to his right. Sam yelled out of surprise, as he found himself an the floor and underneath her.

" Neat trick you got there."

"I learned a few tricks here and there." Sam laughed at this statement, before looking at her. She smirked at him, as if challenging him to do something about the situation. Sam accepted the challenge, grabbing her by her shoulders and turning her to the side, flipping the situation around.

" So what know, teach?" Sam said seductively, putting his face closer to her, waiting for her next move. Raven gazed into his hazel eye, feeling herself getting pulled into them.

She grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him towards her, stopping an inch away from his face. "This." She whispered before closing the last remaining space between them.

Sam placed his left hand under her waist, pulling her closer to him. His right hand roamed under her shirt, feeling the heat from her body. Raven moaned from the contact, feeling her body shiver from his touch.

He kneeled himself up taking off his shirt. He looked down at her, a teasing smile on their faces. She placed her hand on his chest, tracing his chest with her finger. His silhouette creating a perfect embodiment of a god. She pushed him to the ground allowing her to place herself on top of him. A seductive smile rose to her lips.

Sam watched her every move, as she seductively came closer to him. He licked his lips, yearning her once more. He could feel the arousal getting stronger, almost unbearable. She slowly took off her tank top, her fair skin almost glowing from the light.

They kept their eyes on each other, niether wanting to look away. He moved in closer to her, kissing her lightly on the lips before breaking contact. His stomach doing a back flip from the brief contact.

She slowly unbutton his jeans, feeling his gazed on her. She threw the jeans to the side, before meeting his gaze. His dark hazel eyes clouded by desire, yet a softness to them.

He allowed her to have her moments, watching her as she explored his body. Allowing her to do what she pleased, without his interference. She placed herself on top of his arousal, feeling the hardness under her. Sam breathed deeply from her actions, as she thrust her body. He moaned, feeling the arousal getting harder.

" You know. Its only fair if you take off your shorts." He said seductively, staring down at her boy shorts before looking back at her. She smirk at his statement, thrusting her body once again, moaning from the slight pleasure in her actions. Sam placed his hands on her hips, helping her. He allowed his body to move with her, feeling his arousal wanting to penetrate her.

" You're a tease." Sam whispered, moaning lowly from pleasure.

" Only when I want to be." She smirk seductively at him, lust in her eyes. Sam chuckled, as he pushed his lower body to met her thrust, causing to moan loudly. Holding on to his chest for support. He smiled at her; she wasn't the only one that can play her games.

He watched her breath heavily, feeling his arousal wanting to be inside her. " You think you can handle it?" He teased. " I'm very gifted."

Sam smiled at his own amusement, watching her open her mouth to protest and then closed it. "speechless?" He watched her again as she opened her mouth, but words were not the once that came out of her mouth. Raven spat out blood, hitting Sam's face, before collapsing to the floor.

" Raven!?"

Other side to town

Dean and Lexie entered the old Victorian styled mansion. The placed looked like it was deserted for centuries. The furniture was still in place, blankets covering over them with cobwebs, dust marking their footsteps as they searched the house.

" Are you sure this is where he lives?" Lexie asked , staring at a large family portrait on top of the fireplace."

" I'm sure. His mail was directed here."

" Yeah, but no one has opened them." Lexie waved the unopened mail in the air.

" He might still be here. Let search the place before we go."

"Okay."

" I'm taking the basement, take this floor."

" Fine." Lexie walked away from him, heading toward the right side of the house. She turned back to look at Dean only to see he was gone. He had been acting weirdly since that day; Distant to everyone around him, giving everyone the cold shoulder and spending more time alone. He only talked when it was needed and even then she felt his words distant and cold. She knew he was going threw a rough time, cooping the pain by blocking the world around him.

She opened the door leading to the kitchen. Pots, pans, and various utensil scattered on the floor. "Abandon." She whispered to herself, kicking a pot near her lightly.

She headed towards the back of the house, made of out serious doors and corridors. Great this place is a maze, she thought. She headed down the dark hall, passing statues, painting and armors. The mahogany walls were decorated with baby angels, their hands together or up in the air,; all of them staring towards you. Lexie felt someone staring at her but let the feeling go. It's probably these creepy angels, she thought.

She walked further down, still feeling someone staring at her. She turned around quickly, a small mouse running across the hall could be seen near by. Its eyes reflected the light from her flashlight. She watched the mouse turn to her before heading towards his hole.

She turned away, walking towards the end of the hallway. She was unaware as the angels head turned to her direction watching her every moment. She listen carefully to her surrounding, changing her mind about this place being abandon. Her footsteps echoing throughout the hall, the floor creaking with every step.

She slowly turned the knob, hearing the door creak as she pushed it open. Her flashlight pointing down.

Stairs?, Lexie thought. But Dean went downstairs.. There must be more ways to get down. She walked down the stairs slowly, afraid that it might break under her weight.

A noise could be heard behind her, Lexie turned around, only to see the mouse again on the top of the stairs. I swear I'm going to murder that mouse, she thought. She headed down again, hearing the safety bring pulled down.

Lexie held up her hand, hearing a sound familiar to her. She turned around slowly , wanting to know her attacker. She looked up at him, her eyes widened. The trigger was pulled, before she could protest. The bullet was aimed at her heart.

Authors notes: I have nothing to say… Like I said I'm trying to end the story. I'm getting bored with it and would like to finish it.

Review… w/e I don't really care.