Chapter 51

Tony could not believe what he was hearing. "You put you're blood in my partner's veins," said Tony. "You're kidding!" He was furious.

"Do I look like I'm kidding" asked Lothos.

"Change him back. NOW!!!" said Tony. Bryan looked at Lothos. "Let him out father. I want to play. Lothos grinned and walked over to the chamber and pressed a button. The water began to retreat and Lothos opened the glass door. He removed the chain from Tony's foot and jerked him out. He was weak and stumbled but managed to stay on his feet.

"Bryan," said Tony. "What are you doing? This can't be happening." He looked at his partner. "This is not happening Bryan!" Rage filled Tony and he lunged at Lothos knocking him backwards.

"I'm going to kill you, you son of a bitch, do you hear me!" Lothos didn't try to fight back and Tony didn't understand why, until a few minutes later.

Bryan casually walked over to Tony and grabbed his arm spinning him around to face him. Then he placed a had around his throat and lifted Tony up off the floor. He threw him across the room and he crashed into the wall, then fell to the floor.

"Bryan!" yelled Tony, not really believing what just happened. Bryan rushed over and picked him up again and threw him for the second time. He lay dazed. Bryan grabbed him again.

"Wait a minute!" yelled Tony, throwing up his hands, palms out. "OKAY!" Bryan glared and spun Tony around to face the wall.

"Hands up Tony," he said and Tony placed his hands on the wall.

"What are you going to do with him son?" asked Lothos. Bryan just grinned.

"I'm not sure, but I'll think of something."

"Bryan," said Tony, but was ignored.

"Only thing Bryan, he is not to get any food. He is not get anything to drink and he is not to get any sleep. Is that understood?"

"Yes father," said Bryan and chained Tony up facing the wall. Arms and legs chained wide apart, so he couldn't move.

"Good. I'll check back with you soon." Bryan nodded and Lothos left.

"Bryan listen to me. I don't want you to let this happen. Do you know who I am?" asked Tony.

"Of course you fool, but you want to destroy my father. That is not going to happen," replied Bryan.

"He's not your father Bryan, come on. Please!"" said Tony, but Bryan wasn't listening. He left him hanging. He cut off his shirt and revealed his back.

"Bryan don't do this. You're better than that. You're better than him." Tony looked around. "God," he thought. If Bryan wasn't possessed, if he had been changed like Lothos said, how was he ever going to reach him. All of a sudden exhaustion and fatigue overtook him and he hung there limply. All of a sudden he felt weak and drained from lack of food. He ached because of lack of fluids and he was so tired Bryan watched him close and everytime he even thought about closing his eyes to sleep. Bryan would slap him or hit him hard in his back, forcing him back awake.

Lothos walked into the room that held Sam and Dean. He looked from one to the other with disgust. Both were asleep. He crept over to Sam and pressed his hand over his mouth preventing him from crying out. Sam's eyes shot open and he stared up at Lothos. Terror overcame him so that he could hardly breathe. He began to shake as Lothos placed a finger to his lips telling Sam to keep quiet. He did what he was told. He was afraid not to.

Lothos pulled him to his feet and forced him into a chair, strapping his hands and feet and waited. It didn't take long. Apparently Dean, even when asleep, could sense when something was wrong with his little brother. He opened his eyes and looked toward Sam's bed. It was empty. Dean shot up like a cannon and looked around.

"Sam," he said and glared when he saw him strapped to a chair with Lothos behind him. He got to his feet slowly.

"Do not mess with my brother," he said in a low voice laced with violence. "I'll kill you if you hurt him. Do you understand me." Lothos looked down at Sam then back at Dean, who took a step toward him. Lothos put his hand around Sam's throat. He didn't have to say a word. Dean stopped and glared, but didn't go any closer. He had no doubt that Lothos would kill Sam, so he didn't move.

"What the hell do you want with my brother Lothos? I know you and Alanya want us all, but why are you personally so hell bent on hurting him?" asked Dean. He just didn't understand. They were demons true enough, and all they want is destruction for destructions sake, but Lothos's for some reason had a personal vendetta against his brother, and he wanted to know why?

Lothos looked down at Sam and placed a hand on his head. Sam closed his eyes afraid that Lothos was getting ready to feed off of him or shoot pain through his head, but he didn't. He just carressed his head and then he looked up at Dean.

"I'll tell you," he said, "but first sit down.

"Why," asked Dean angrily.

"Because I'm going to cuff your hands behind you," he said matter of factly. When Dean didn't make a move to sit down, Lothos's hand went down to Sam's throat once again. Dean looked at his brother and then up at Lothos. He sat down and Lothos moved over and cuffed his hands behind his back.

"I've given you both enough time to rest."

"Are you going to answer my question or not," asked Dean getting frustrated.

"I want Sam because of his innocence and his powers. I didn't know he could do the things he did when we were in the cave. I thought he just has visions. It's very simple Dean. I want his powers."

"Well forget it," answered Dean. "You're not getting them. Sam beat you once Lothos, he'll do it again."

"Perhaps he will, if I let him stay like this." Sam looked up at Lothos. He didn't like what he was talking about. Neither did Dean.

"I won't let you have my brother. I won't let you control him again. He's been through enough of you're crap. Tell him Sam," said Dean, but all Sam could do was stare up at him. Lothos bent down and put his hands on each side of his chair and got right in his face, inches from his nose. Sam shrank back as much as he could and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.

"Yes Sam, tell me," said Lothos. Sam looked at his brother who was silently pleading with him not to let this demon take his control away again. He looked back up at Lothos and then closed his eyes and somehow found his voice.

"I will not do what you say. I will not be controlled by you anymore." Sam opened his eyes. They were steady and strong. He locked them with Lothos's. He'd had it. He would fight back. The lives of his brother and friends depended on it.

"I won't let you beat me!" he said. Dean grinned. "That's my boy," he thought. "I will not give you my abilitles. I'm sick to death of being afraid of you! You are a low down, sorry son of a bitch that can't even live on your own!"

Dean stopped grinning. He looked at his brother and then at Lothos and shook his head. "Sam," he said. He needed to shut up now. He'd said enough, but Sam let it all out and Dean watched as Lothos's eyes went hard as stone.

"You have to have somebody else's blood to survive or else you'll have to go back to where you came from. We'll destroy you Lothos. We'll destroy you and that sorry excuse for a brother of yours! Count on it!"

"SAM!!" yelled Dean, but it was to late. Lothos rared back and it Sam hard across the face, sending him sprawling, chair and all across the room. It crashed against the wall, the impact breaking it and freeing Sam. He removed the straps and slowly struggled to his feet. He felt his jaw and wiped off the blood from his mouth. He looked at Lothos and was immediately sorry.

"NO!" yelled Dean as he saw Lothos's face. He began to struggle to get out of the cuffs. Lothos was supremely pissed off. Sam came to his senses and realized what he had done. The terror and fear came back full force . He'd never seen Lothos this angry before. The veins on his neck were bulging and his jaw was set. He shook his head and started to back up, but Lothos grabbbed him and shoved him toward the center of the room. He stumbled and fell, but he jerked him back up again, and pulled him close until they were nose to nose.

"You just made the biggest mistake of your life you little bastard!" yelled Lothos.

"I'm sorry!" screamed Sam but Lothos grabbed his head and forced Sam to look into his eyes.

"NO!" yelled Dean remembering what happened to Bryan. He frantically tried to get away, but Lothos's eyes had already began to glow green. Sam stared, hypnotized, unable to move, even though his mind was screaming for him to run. He couldn't make his body move.

"Sam!" yelled Dean. "Sammy!" Dean was afraid. He was loosing his brother again. He could feel it. He could feel Sam slipping, but nothing prepared him for what happened. He had somehow got out of the cuffs and launched himself at Lothos, knocking him off balance. Sam fell. Dean placed his hands around Lothos's throat and squeezed. Lothos struggled to breathe. Apparently you could behead this demon also, to destroy him, thought Dean. He squeezed harder. Lothos eyes rolled back in his head and Dean grabbed a knife prepared to cut off his head. Lothos looked up and for the first time ever, Dean saw fear on his face.

"You can't live without your head, can you , you bastard!" said Dean. He brought the knife down, but before he could strike, he felt somebody grab it. His first thought was Alanya. He jerked his head up and could not believe who it was.