Sorry for the wait everybody, I had to take sometime away from this to get the ideas flowing and to work on other projects. If you guys remember back in Chapter 15 there was a reference to a Boston case involving werewolves which will come back into play with the introduction of a new character. ;) ENJOY!
Chapter Seventeen
The rusty chains clanked against each other as they swung back and forth in the dark damp room that was reminiscent of something out of a horror movie especially with the body hanging upside down.
"I swear when I get out of here Gordon I'm gonna kick your ass!" Kat called out while she tried to reach up to her feet in a bid to loosen the chains around her boots, "You have know idea who the fuck your messing with!" she let out a frustrated cry when once again the chain didn't give.
Sounds of a struggle reached her ears followed by the sound of metal pipes falling to the floor, she perched up when footsteps reached the metal door and it slowly began to open.
Several Days Earlier…
The sound of the automated voicemail caused Sam to flip his phone shut with a negative shake of his head towards his brother, "No answer" he pockets the phone and continues leaning against the Impala while Dean worked on the engine.
Its had been going on a month now since their companion tried to make a run for it only to end up running right into Sam at one of the local gas stations.
Sam became extremely suspicious the following days afterwards when Kat decided to start traveling on her motorcycle to their hunt locations. Dean didn't want to talk about it or rant like he had been doing a lot lately prior to her decision.
"Are you ever going to tell me what happened between you two?"
Dean remains silent with his head hidden underneath the hood of his car, "Come on Dean. I'm sure whatever you said or did wasn't that bad."
The hunter pops his head out from the hood shooting a look at Sam, "Why do you automatically assume it's something I did?" he asks while wiping the grease from his hands and putting the red rag over his shoulder as he reached down to grab another tool, "She's a big girl Sammy. Her wanting to be alone has nothing to do with anything I did."
"So you admit that you did something."
He stays quiet and just stands there for a few seconds staring aimlessly at the motor before going back under the hood, "Did you try calling again?"
Same shakes his head negatively, "She's got a few leads but nothing concrete though."
"Good" Dean rises back up to slam the hood shut, "Maybe we can actually get some work done around here instead of talking about our feelings." He wipes his hands again before loading up his tools, "We've got things to hunt and not a lot of time to do it." He hauls the toolbox towards the trunk oblivious to the looks his brother was sending him.
"Whatever you say just don't expect this to go away. You two need to sort out your problems before the clock runs out."
His words fall on deaf ears as Dean just reaches into the small cooler for the last beer and enjoys the cooling refreshment but stopped when noticed Sam watching him, "What!"
"Nothing" Sam turns and walks around the passenger side of the Impala allowing Dean a few moments to himself before they headed off to their hotel.
Kat found herself flying through the glass window with the vampire jumping through after her snarling for a fresh taste of blood, "God damn bloodsucker." She mumbles while struggling to pull out the tranquilizer gun loaded with dean man's blood filled darts that was hidden in her jacket when suddenly the vampire perks up smelling the air before turning around to face the owner of the sweet smelling blood.
She followed the vamp's gaze to see Dean cutting his forearm with a machete which caused the vampire to go wild and charge over towards him where the creature proceeded to bite him before slumping down to the floor after being injected with dead man's blood, "Was that really necessary?" Kat asks while rising up from the ground brushing off the pieces of gravel, "I had her right where I wanted her."
"Sure you did. Just like when you had that poltergeist in Pasadena." Retorts Dean while he wrapped the wound on his arm ignoring the looks Sam and Kat were giving him over the obvious reckless attempt at drawing the vamp out, "Let's get her out of here before she wakes up and decides to finish the job."
"Cause we wouldn't want that now would we." Kat limps over towards her bike while the boys loaded the vampire in the trunk of their car, "I'll see you guys later." She revs the motor letting it warm up while she slipped on her helmet.
"Where are you going now?"
She doesn't answer just rides off leaving Dean even more frustrated then before and Sam slightly amused, "Maybe its that time of the month" he offers trying to suppress smirking at his brother's expense, "What!" the elder hunter exclaimed as he got into the driver side of his car while Sam slipped into the passenger side, "If women weren't essential to my needs I swear I'd be a whole lot happier. All they do is complicate things."
Sam just sat quietly allowing his brother to rant halfway through their drive back to the hotel before drowning out the silence with some Def Leppard.
Meanwhile…
Gordon Walker and Kubrick walked out of the hospital room after getting a lead on the Winchesters and were surprised to learn of another companion with the hunters.
"If Katherine's with Dean and Sam then we have our hands full." Gordon whispers to his partner as the two hunters walked down the hall headed towards their car, "We need to draw those bastards to us then take them down when they least expect it."
Dean and Sam were chasing after the vamp that was turning the girls which lead them to a club and eventually to the guy in question who was currently walking out the back door with his next intended victim.
The boys took off after him and gave quite the fight until the bloodsucker's victim pulls a gun and fires at the man only to be thrown into the nearby garbage bin, everything happened so fast that the brothers didn't have enough time to react when Gordon and Kubrick appeared aiming their guns at them.
"Hello boys." Gordon greets cocking his gun and aiming it straight at Dean's head while Kubrick did the same to Sam.
"Son of a bitch!" a voice exclaims causing the older hunters to get distracted when the blonde woman crawled out of the trash and pulled off the convincing wig to reveal that it was in fact Katherine Price, "I swear I'm gonna gank that vamp when I get my hands on him." She turns around to see the standoff between the hunters, "Oh…Did I miss something?"
Dean bits back a retort and whispers something to Sam before grabbing the barrel of the gun to ram into Gordon's face before making a run towards a parked car which he used to climb up a two story building while Sam grabbed Kat and ran off in the opposite direction.
Gordon would've gone after Dean but Kubrick had already ran off after the pain in the ass hunter leaving him to deal with the two other pains in his side that went by the name Sam and Kat.
Unbeknownst to the season hunter that the vamp was watching and decided now would be the perfect time to strike, the creature jumped down and attacked Gordon quickly knocking him unconscious.
Katherine sat on the hard mattress rubbing her sore shoulder while Dean argued with Bela over the phone over turning Gordon on them which didn't really surprise her but she kept that to herself.
Once Dean finished the conversation with a threat on Bela's life, the trio turned to face each other all silently agreeing that they had to take care of the vamp before taking care of Gordon.
The boys went out to get supplies out of the Impala leaving her to change out the uncomfortably tight leather mini-skirt she had worn for her undercover work at the club and took a shower washing off the garbage smell form her skin.
After the marathon shower the huntress emerged dressed in her father's old Rush shirt, a black hoddie, ripped jeans complete with her black Chuck Taylor Converse All-Stars.
"We may have a lead on Gordon." Sam said suddenly while Dean prepared for their trip with Kat following close behind with her own personal supplies and a few new toys.
Present Time
The large metal door slid open to reveal not a savior but the hunter turned monster that was currently holding her captive, "Didn't your daddy ever teach you some manners?" he inhaled the beads of sweat and fear swirling the intoxicating scent of her blood, "Ladies shouldn't swear."
"Good thing I'm not a lady…I'm a hunter." She replies with determination despite the numbing feeling that was creeping through her body and the fact that all the blood was currently rushing to her head.
"Arthur use to have that same smart mouth of yours." He squats down looking down at her while his other hand reached out to snap the leather necklace that was wrapped around her wrist acting as a bracelet where he stared down at the medal for the patron saint of hunters, "He was a good man. I can't say the same for the women in his life." She fought against her bindings trying to prevent him from taking the medal from her but was unsuccessful, "I would offer you some solace before I killed you but there's a place especially reserved for freaks like you in hell." His fangs descend and he readies to end the huntress's life when a shot rings out sending him skidding across the floor hissing in pain.
"I suggest you step away from the lady before I turn you into a stuck pig." A rough familiar voice but she couldn't see the man's face due to the shadow hiding his face, "Go." He demands aiming the gun right at the vamp who just laughed in the hunter's face at the futile attempt, "What's so funny?"
Gordon just grinned unresponsive before quickly pulling Kat towards him and ripping into her flesh with the large fangs causing her to cry out in pain as blood began to fall from her neck.
Another shot rang out before the hunter grabbed the vamp by the back of his collar slamming him into the wall, "I'm gonna enjoy this almost as much as any other hunter you've pissed off Gordon." The vamp pushes the hunter away rushing out of the room leaving Kat to bleed to death.
The hunter dropped his gun racing to her side, when the hunter stepped into the light she could see that the hunter was a little taller than Dean and had an athletic body shape similar to young male hunters but what caught her attention was the deep shade of green with signs of gray in his eyes, "Fitz?"
"Hey babe. Did you miss me?" he jokes with a charming smile while untying her bindings, "Last time I saw someone get the drop on you was when you were just a newbie."
Kat lets out a laugh despite the pain in her chest and neck, "We can reminisce about the past later just hurry up and get me the hell out of here." He carries her out of the room when they hear sounds of something hitting the floor softly followed by footsteps, "Looks like your pals took care of your vamp problem." He says setting her down outside of the room where he reached into the bag at his side to pull out some gauze, "Just hang on Katie."
She begins to grow paler despite the pressure being put on her wounded neck to stop the bleeding, "No one's called me Katie in years." She says rather weakly as her head began to fall back too weak to fight the feeling of numbness crawling through her body.
At that exact same time the Winchesters appeared in the hallway with their guns pointed at the mysterious new hunter.
What caught Dean's attention was the close body language between the two almost as if they knew one another, "You alright there Kat?"
She just nods slowly looking from Fitz to the brothers, "Sam and Dean Winchester meet Liam Fitzgerald but you can call him Fitz."
The hunter just nods towards them still concentrated on getting the bleeding to stop, it wasn't until they got a better look at him that they saw something rather interesting.
Fitz had a large jagged scar stretching vertically down his right eye stopping at his cheekbone, it was intimidating to normal people but battle scars like his weren't uncommon in the hunting world in fact the only thing that separated him from the rest was that he was blind in that same eye which had a foggy glazed over look in contrast to the vibrancy of his left eye.
"Nice to meet you both" he says with a hint of an Irish accent laced with his American one, "But if you don't mind I've got to get this little one to the nearest ER before she blacks out and dies." He ties off the gauze around her neck and hauls her up in his arms rushing her out of the warehouse with the Winchesters following close behind.
TBC
I'm gonna leave it there. Usually when they introduce a hunter they don't have any visible scarring from their hunts and I wanted Fitz to be one of the exceptions to that with the nasty scar over his eye and also the fact that he's blind in one eye thanks to that scar. His back-story won't be explained until later probably. I do hope that you guys enjoyed the chapter and don't forget to leave FEEDBACK!