A/N: Ok, I think last week I said I would post every Tuesday... well school has once again started and I got distracted. So, I posted it a day late... I'm sorry. But I did get time to post it, so here. This one has lots of action in it to make up for the last few boring ones. Hopefully it is ok. Enjoy chapter 14.

Puppet
Chapter 14: The Pain of Death

They all keep their head clear and quickly place the sunglasses on their face.

The puppet master chuckles. "Well, you guys do learn quickly. Those won't protect you from my puppet though." No sooner had he said that, then Chris comes at them. He had no weapon in hand, but the boys could see that his brute strength would easily over-power any one of them.

Bobby was saving his strength for the real bastard he wanted to kill. So, he was just dodging the punches that Chris was throwing at him and the boys.

Chris didn't really seem like he had an exact strategy. He was just being controlled to make sure that no one got near the demon. When any of the boys would roll away and make a run for the puppet master, Chris would stop what he was doing and would do anything to get back between his master and the hunters.

That was how the majority of the fight was going. Sam and Dean got senses on what the other brother was going to do and tried to help by either distraction or ganging up, but Chris always seemed to be able to thwart whatever they did.

Then only a couple minutes into the battle, Chris got a lucky shot in. His hand swiped across Sam's back and hit him hard there. Sam fell to his knees screaming.

The demon made a face like it hurt. "Ooh. Nice one."

Dean could see blood soaking through his shirt. Damn, his stitches were pulled. I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner.

Then in the same motion, Chris got in front of Sam and kneed him in the face. His face flew up and his sunglasses were knocked to the ground.

The puppet master chuckled from the sidelines. "Perfect."

Dean ran at Chris while Bobby attempted to think of a plan. Dean grabbed onto Chris's waist and threw him to the side. Leave my brother alone. Bobby was now closest to their foe, so he rushed forward to stop him from hurting the boys again. Dean was now on his knees looking at Sam. "Hey, you all right, buddy?" He's going to be fine. He's going to be fine. He's going to be fine.

Sam struggled to get up to his feet. "Ugh." He fell back down and into Dean's arms.

Sammy, don't do this to me now. Dean caught his weight. "Sammy? Come one, dude. It's not that bad. It's just your stitches. I can clean them up again later." You're ok.

Sam still didn't respond. God, it hurts. It hurts, Dean.

Dean's breathing was getting more and more rapid. "Sammy?" The pain is written on his face. I can't help him. I have to protect him, though.

Bobby then gets thrown into a wall and slumps to the floor. Dean looks to see if his friend is all right. Damn it. This isn't good. Bobby's foot moves then his body comes back to life. Ok, thank god. Dean's attention returns to Sam, whose body was now not moving at all. Dean runs his hand down his brother's back and feels that there were only a few stitches that had come out, and the wound was already starting to clot. "Come on, Sammy, it's fine." You're fine. Nothing too bad. I can fix it. I can fix that. But you need to help me out here, kiddo.

Sam seems to finally find his voice. "Dean, it's not that. Ugh. It hurts everywhere, everywhere Dean." It's burning. Burning everywhere. I can't stop it. It won't go away.

Dean's worried now. "Sammy, what do you mean?" Sammy?

Behind him, Chris gets ready to grab Dean's head and snap his neck. Sam lifts his head. "Dean!"

Dean's head whips around and he sees what's happening. Damn it. He grabs Sam by the shoulders and pulls him away from the raging man behind him. They slide along the floor a few feet, just as Bobby jumps on Chris's back, both falling to the floor. From the floor Bobby mutters. "Dean, you all right?"

Dean looks at Sam then at Bobby. "Yea, I'm fine, but I don't think Sam is." I need to get him out of here. I need this to end... Now.

Bobby receives a swift fist in the face, which effectively breaks his nose. Bobby clasps his left hand over his nose, as it starts gushing blood. His eyes don't leave his target as he speaks to Dean. "What's wrong with Sam?" Bobby kicks Chris in the side, which causes Bobby to back up. The kick had hurt his own leg and Chris was still standing firmly on his two feet. He then bends down and does a spin, knocking Chris of his feet. Chris's head seems to make contact with the hard ground below.

Dean's voice cracks as he speaks. "He's been having pains ever since you saved him. It has just been getting worse and worse. He's barely responding to me now." This can't be a coincidence. It just can't. Something is going on.

Chris didn't seem to be affected by the fall as he slowly clambers to his feet.

Bobby sighs. "Well, I need help over here."

Dean's face says that he doesn't want to leave his brother's side. "Sammy? Come on, Sammy. You're fine. We need you here." I wish I could be in wo places at once.

Sam groans then looks up into Dean's eyes. He face was contorted in pain, but also in determination. He nods his head. For you Dean. Only for you.

Dean smiles. "Good boy. Come on, get up." He pulls his brother to his feet, staying for a only a few moments to make sure Sam was standing, then ran to help Bobby who was being picked up by the back of his collar. Dean applies his best kick to Chris's side. Like a wave, his body follows where it had been hit and he buckles. Once again he was on the ground with Bobby lying on top of him. Dean grabs Bobby's hand and pulls him to his feet. "You all right?"

Bobby looks at him, blood dripping from his hairline. "Peachy."

Bobby then gets an idea. He quickly slams a foot into Chris's back, pushing his back down to the ground. He then bends down once again and grabs both his hands, holding them behind the big guys back.

The demon claps from the shadows. "Really good show, boys, really good show. So, what are you going to do now? I am guessing you guys have no way to kill me."

Bobby turns his head to meet the demon's eyes. "I'm sure we can fix that." He then looks up at Dean standing beside him.

Dean shrugs his shoulders. How the hell would I know what to do?

Before any of them knew what was happening, Dean could see Sam rushing at the demon from the corner of his eye. "Sam!"

The demon's eyes go wide for a second before he goes into a defensive stance. Sam's pace doesn't slow and he plows right into the demon. They both fall to the ground in a heap. Bobby and Dean both flinch as Sam makes contact with the demon.

This causes Bobby to loosen his grip and Chris slips free of the grasp. He then rolls onto his back and kicks Bobby straight in the butt. He goes flying face first into the ground.

Dean was left there standing wondering what had happened, but not for long. Chris's feet lash out and hit Dean's ankles. He also goes to the ground with a crash.

Chris takes the opportunity and jumps to his feet. Dean wastes no time getting up as well. Bobby slowly pushes himself up. Over on the other side of the building, the demon was pushing Sam off of him. Sam slid to the ground with no movement at all.

Dean looks over at Sam's body. Again his heart starts racing. "Sam!" God, not now. He's not moving. No, no, no. He rushes over before Chris can catch him. Bobby stops Chris from pursuing Dean any farther. He punches him straight in the face resulting in a sore hand.

Chris puts his hands together one over the other and pushes hard on Bobby's chest. He goes flying back onto his butt.

The demon stands up. Sam had pushed his foe to the edges of the room. Sam was lying only a foot from the rubbish around the edge. Dean reaches Sam's side, and punches the demon in the face. From Bobby's side, Chris reacts and rushes to his master's side. He elbows Dean in the stomach, and Dean keels over onto his knees. Sam shifts and lifts his head. "Dean." Everything is starting to go blurring. My head really hurts. Is that really Dean?

Bobby comes running after Chris who turns to face him. Bobby swings his arm and smashes it into Chris's face. His head snaps back. Then Bobby's gaze falls on a metal rod on the sidelines. He smiles and runs towards it.

The puppet master frowns. "Going to try that again." He walks forward and confronts Bobby. Bobby was about to swing the rod when Chris popped up in front of him. The rod makes a swing anyway and hits Chris right on the side of the head. He slumps to the ground. The rod's end then taps the ground. It was heavier than he had thought. The puppet master uses this break and swings his elbow into Bobby's mouth, loosening some teeth.

Dean hadn't seen what had happened. His attention was on Sam, who was finally moving. Thank god. He's not dead. Sam was struggling to pull himself to his feet. Dean grabs his brother's shoulder and pulls him up.

While his back was turned, the demon turns around and grabs Dean by the arm. He then swings around and throws him in the opposite direction of his brother. Bobby tries to make a move to see if Dean's all right, but Chris gets up in a swift movement and hits him in the face, stopping him in his tracks. Dean falls hard on his shoulder when he is thrown. This dislocates it and makes it nearly impossible to use. But as he falls, Dean sees a shine out of the corner of his eye. Looking over he sees a 5-foot shard of mirror in amongst the rubble. Plan! God its about time. He smiles. "Bobby."

Bobby looks in the direction of Dean, but is grimly surprised with another hit to his head, opening an old wound, which starts to bleed. That dripping blood now combines with the dried blood from a earlier wound. He winds up his fist and slams it hard into Chris's skull, and he falls to the ground motionless. He steps over his body to Dean's side.

The demon follows them, intending to kill them for once again stopping his puppet.

Dean and Bobby were both now at the sides of the mirror. Please, let this work. The demon moves right up to it and Dean pushes hard and tilts it enough so the demon could see a full view of him.

At first the demon seemed surprised to see himself right in front of him. He backs up with surprise and worry… but that only lasts a moment when the demon lowers its head and just laughs. "So, you thought you could kill me with a silly mirror? How …stupid."

Dean's face drops. Turning his power against him should have worked. It was perfect, but he is still standing.

But he wasn't just standing anymore. The demon was coming right for Dean who had one hand on the mirror and the other arm was draped limply at his side.

Bobby kicks a box at the demon hoping to distract him, but the demon just hits it and it falls useless to the ground.

Sam tries to get up to help his brother, who was now close between a wall and a demon with a huge grudge. Talk about a rock and a hard place. Sam manages to get up to his knees before another wave of pain hits and he falls to the ground with a grunt.

The demon looks over at the spectacle and smiles. He then hits Dean hard with the back of his hand, causing Dean to slump to the ground with a now bleeding head, where a ring on the demon's finger had cut into him.

The weight of the mirror causes Bobby to falls backwards with the mirror on top of him. He was powerless to get it off of him.

The puppet master moves away from the two in front of him and towards Sam who is once again lying still on the ground. He reaches the young hunter and grips his chin in his hand. "Let's see how it feels twice." Sam starts to twitch uncontrollably.

Bobby looks over at Sam and his eyes go wide. Sam was staring right into the demon's eyes. He knew what that meant. So, from behind the mirror, he looks over at Dean's slumped form. He shifts his hand around and frees it from under himself. "Dean?" He shakes Dean's shoulder in an attempt to wake him. This doesn't effect him. "Dean!" The simple outburst was enough to rouse the young man. Dean's eyelids slowly open. What is it now?

Bobby is still looking at Sam. "Dean, I'd wake up if I were you."

The urgency in the man's voice was enough to alert Dean to his surrounding once again. His eyes wonder the room and fall on his little brother that was now squirming hard under the eyes of the demon. No, not again. I can't take it again. I can't see him like that. He looks at Bobby, who was now looking at him helplessly. "Come on." He looks down and sees the mirror on top of his friend. "Push. We need to get this off of you."

They both push with all the strength left that either of them possesses. Slowly the mirror shard was being lifted off of Bobby's lap, where it had landed. Bobby gets up, and all though a little squished, he was relatively uninjured. Dean also gets up behind him. He squints his eyes in a thinking manner. Bobby was determined to make sure Sam was ok, so he rushes forward, but before he gets too far Dean stops him. "Bobby, no." Another plan. I think. I hope.

Bobby turns at stares wide eyed at Dean. "Why? Dean, we need to do something."

Dean was way too calm with what was happening before him. This made Bobby worry. He takes a cautious step forward, just hoping he wasn't possessed or being controlled.

Dean shakes his head. "No… no… I have a plan… I hope." Luck. I need luck. Where is a leprechaun when you need one?

Bobby looks at Dean, but soon makes up his mind that he was himself and nods.

Dean turns back to the mirror. "Bobby, help me with this."

Bobby doesn't move. "Dean, we already tried that."

Dean glares at him, obviously he was in a rush. "I have a plan." We have no time to lose.

At this point, from behind them, Sam starts to groan from the pain that was being caused by the demon.

Bobby hesitates for only a second longer before going to his spot on the one side of the mirror. With the combined efforts of them both, they slowly dislodge the thing from the rubble. They slowly begin dragging the 5-foot piece of mirror along the floor, which is making screeching sounds when rubbed against the hard concrete ground.

Sam then begins to scream. The pain from earlier combined with this new pain that the demon was inflicting was too much for him to bear.

A/N2: I hope I left you with a little cliffhanger there. I just wanted to keep going, but it would have ended up being unbearable long, and so I shortened it and ended it where I thought there would be a little angst at least. So, I all ready have some of chapter 15 done, so next week here I come. Please, please review. I love you all.