Chapter 25
Just in case there is any confusion, the rest of these chapters will be in the "landscapes" created in hell (unless it's really dean,bobby,cas,sam and Austin in the grave yard) but all this short stories are in hell, even if they involves the winchesters and other people.
The Goat
"Nichole wake up." Sniffle, "come on."
"Dad?" At least that's what Nichole tried to say, but she couldn't move.
"I know it's hard Dean, the doctor said she still make make it through this." Sam told his brother softly.
Nichole couldn't tell where she was, at first she'd thought everything had been some horrible dream. She had really been with her brother and uncle the entire time, but she knew that was just a desperate hope.
Listening closely she could hear the beeping of hospital monitors and her family talking and moving all around her.
"Boy you need to give her some space."
"Bobby I can't do that, I feel if I leave her she's-"
Bobby looked down at Dean, the face of the young father had become unshaven and tried, same with his brother. Both boys had not having left her side since she'd gotten placed in that hospital bed over a week ago. Each taking turns sleeping on the small couch under the dingy hospital window.
"She's going to be fine Dean, she isn't the one you should be worried about dying."
Nichole noticed there was something strange in Bobby's voice, She was able to open her eyes enough to see but no one in the room seemed to notice.
What?
When she opened her eyes, Nichole knew she was no longer in the hospital room, the scene before her now was the basement of Bobby's place. All three boys were tied to chairs in front of her, but it didn't look like they could see her.
"Dad! Sam! Bobby!" She tried to yell but her voice wasn't cooperating.
"Son of a bitch!" Dean growled, struggling hard in his seat.
Sam who was doing the same kept his frustrated emotions to himself.
"You are wasting your energy, you really think that monster would have left us alone down here if he didn't tie us up properly.
Dean gave him a sideways glance, "This is your panic room Bobby, how the hell did you end up stuck in here?"
"I sides with you idjits!"
"Alright!" Sam interjected from the middle seat. "We are stuck in here, lets come up with a game plan before he comes back."
"How about this, we get untied before that little punk gets back, we ambush him and kick the crap out of him, and then we kill'em."
Sam rolled his eyes. "He's your daughters boyfriend."
"He's a demon Sam."
No you can't kill him, he'd not a demon, he'd better now!
"I'm with Dean on this one."
"Bobby!" Sam objected, while Dean just smirked.
"Wipe that smile off your face son, I also agree with Sam."
Turning from Bobby, Sam shot Dean a smirk as well. He knew that if Bobby's hands weren't tied to a chair behind his back right now, he would have received a smack on the back of his head.
"He is a demon, and right now he's got us locked up tight, we need to exercise him."
Sam looked alarmed. "Bobby, that kid fell from a second story balcony, there has to be some serious brain trauma. I think the only thing keeping Austin alive is that demon inside him."
"I hate to say it but my brothers right."
Nichole heard the sound of pacing above her head, that must be Austin.
Bobby's head fell to his chest.
"Bobby!"
"Bobby?"
"Aye Bobby!"
"I'm fine, just taking a quick rest before he comes down here for round two."
"I don't think you've got much time." Sam said listen to the steps getting closer and closer to the basement door.
Dean sighed. "I miss motel rooms."
"What are you blabbering on about?" The eldest hunter asked.
"I never got locked up in the basement of my motel before."
"Motels don't have basements." Sam identified.
"That's my point Sammy! There only place I could be tied too was the bed, and believe me I wasn't fighting to her away."
"uck dad."
"Dean seriously."
"Shut your trap!"
Just then the basement door slammed open, because the panic room door was shut the three were only replying on sound.
"I think that's enough of a break, don't you?" Austin mocked, opening the door wide.
Dean tightened his jaw. "You bring me that beer I asked for?"
Austin smirked, pulling an up opened bottle from behind his back. Dean's eyebrows frowned in confusion until Austin his the bottle on the stone wall, beer flying everywhere the smell consuming the room.
The beer bottle now broken and jagged at the neck, Austin clearly meant to intimidate the 3 mean tied up before him, but their faces never gave away anything. Until he walked over to Dean, dragging the broken glass under his eye.
"Fuuuck!" Dean grunted through clenched teeth.
"Don't. Hey, HEY!"
"Oh don't you worry Sammy, your tun is coming."
"It's Sam."
Austin smiled, his eyes pitch black.
"Austin please don't! This isn't you!"
"Where is she!" Dean demanded to know.
The other two men stopped moving in their chairs to her his answer.
"She's fine."
Dean glared and Sam spat at him.
"If you do anything to my niece I swear to go I will kill you."
"You won't be doing anything-" Austin rolled the sleeve of his sweater up, taking the jagged edge of the beer bottle he cut deep into his forearm."
"If you fucking go anywhere near my brother with that I'm gonna fucking set you on fire, DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?"
Dean shouted and pulled hard on his restraints, the demon moving closer and closer to his brother.
"Austin what are you doing?" Where the hell did they think I was? What had Austin done to me? Was I already dead?
"Don't you dare Sam! You keep your mouth shut, don't you dare!" Dean yelled at his brother, begging him to some how resist was was going to happen to him.
The younger Winchester jumped, trying desperately to get out of his bounds.
"What's the matter Sammy?" He mocked, blood dripping to the floor. "Don't you remember how good by kinds blood made you feel, Ruby told me all about your demon and demon blood bitch relationship."
"Don't do this!"
Sam tucking his head toward his chest, Austin now standing behind him.
"I can feel it radiating off you Sammy, you want this!"
"AUSTIN!"
"Sam you can do this son!"
"You fucking touch my brother I'll fuckin kill ya!"
"You Winchesters are so dramatic, even Nicky is screaming for you."
That got their attention, they necks seemed to strain in hopes that their ears would be able to hear the young girls screams.
"GUYS! I'm right here, please! I'm right here! Austin whatever the hell you did to me I'm going to kill you for it I swear to god! Speaking of, you better hope to hell that Cas doesn't come down here."
Austin looked over Sam, his eyes seemed to connect with hers, he smirked at her like he knew exactly what she had said. He was mocking her, taking Sam's forehead in his palm and wrenching it back. Nichole watched her uncle snarl in protest pursing his lips inward, if he could help it he would do anything to keep himself from tasting demon blood ever again.
Nichole remembered a little while back when Sam had told her about his deep dark hole of demon blood addiction. It tore at his relationship with his brother, Bobby and anyone else he'd been close to at that time.
"Austin please I'll do anything, don't do this to him."
"Baby, that's the greatest part about this-" He was talking to her, ignoring the strange looks from her family. "you can't do anything but watch while I kill everyone you have come to love, hell I'll even off myself once these 3 hunters are dead."
"I don't see her." Sam snapped back at his brother, Dean had started looking around the room, not understanding what his psychopath was doing.
"You can't even blink can you!" He laughed, letting go of Sam's forehead. "You are even capable of looking away."
"She's not there, he's completely off his rocker." Bobby answered the brothers.
Moving faster than any human could Austin rapped his arm around Sam's head, his bleeding gash covering his mouth, blood flowed down his throat before Sam could even react. Dean's eyes were wide, his mouth opened to hell his outrage but nothing came out and Bobby could only watch in defeat.
If Nichole could have, she would have shut her eyes in pain, her Uncle already had demon blood in his system, the only thing that had gotten him clean was god.
"I think that's about right." Austin released Sam, who immediately started to gag and try to get rid of the blood in his system.
"Don't try to fool us Sammy, I know your body is already buzzing."
Having never been one to correct before Dean stepped in, "It's Sam!"
"Feeling a little territorial Dean? I have someone here who wants to see you again."
The solid metal door creaked open, a tall, pale man stood in the door way.
Nichole flinched at her fathers tone.
"Alastair."
"Hello Dean, my star pupil." His voice was lazy and threatening, Nichole shivered.
"You are one sick son of a bitch." Dean's comment was directed to Austin, who could do nothing but grin like he'd somehow won.
Alastair slinked into the room, dragging what looked like a metal dentist tray behind him.
"You're brother's choking on demon blood, how'd you like to choke on your own?"
The mans tone sounded like he was offering Dean a choice between red or white flowers, not announcing how he was going to die.
"Screw you."
"Is that anyway to talk to your BFF?" The man tisked, pulling his try along side Deans chair.
Dean smirked, "If you untie my wrists I'll braid your hair."
Nichole new that voice, her father was scared. She thought he was never scared of anything, but this man, who ever he is, he freaked her dad out big time.
Thoughtfully choosing a tool from his tray Alastair pulled Dean's jaw down. The tool immediately drawing blood and Dean's screams of agony.
"No! Dean."
Sam yelled for his brother but that only opened him up to another mouthful of demon blood.
"Sometime-" Austin smiled. "The greatest pain a bleeding heart like yourself can endure, is sitting by watching the ones you love being tortured.
Dean gargled, downing in his own blood.
"Daddy!" Nichole screamed but no one was paying attention to her now.
"13, 12, 11, 10-" Alastair counted down, "4, 3, 2, 1."
The gargling sound stopped, as did Deans struggles.
"No! Dean No!." Sam spat the blood from his mouth. "I'm going to find you, you son of a bitch. I'm going to rip you apart."
Sam's words were ripped from his throat with such cruelty Nichole would have swore the demon blood had already affected him. But she knew this was just her uncle Sam, having just suffered the loss of his brother and soon, his humanity.
Nichole sobbed loudly, praying to god that she could look away but knew she couldn't. She knew this landscape wouldn't be over until all three men in those chairs were dead.
So she watch on for 2 weeks as her uncles were tortured, Sam with demon blood, which after three days he started to take willingly. Bobby on the other hand wasn't so lucky, they were slowly cutting off his appendages, at first they just went for his toes, but now they had started in on his fingers.
On week three Sam joined in on the torture, so high on demon blood that it was like he had no humanity at all. Finally after all the blood loss and pain Bobby suffered a heart attack from all the stress and died.
Sam was the last to go, After almost a month of being pumped full of demon blood, draining a few in the process, they cut him off. Left him in the room with her alone, he went crazy, started seeing things that weren't there, until finally he died from withdrawal; escaping like the other two had.
And like that, after a month of no sleep and suffering, Nichole passed onto the next landscape. Even though she never realized it, there was a warding covering the bottom of the panic room, in the shape of a goat.
PLEASE comment and let me know what you think of the trials so far, it will help me while fixing up the last 4.